Tight Quarters Read online Annabeth Albert (Out of Uniform #6)

Categories Genre: M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Out of Uniform Series by Annabeth Albert
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Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 89598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
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“So you like watching?” he asked as he accepted his beer.

“Maybe. You’re certainly worth viewing,” Spencer admitted. “You’re hot as fuck dancing.”

“Says the dancer. High praise.” Del raised his glass. “You gonna dance with me next?”

“Perhaps.” Spencer sipped at his cocktail, the acidity of the grapefruit juice burning his throat right along with all the emotions he couldn’t seem to contain.

“Come on. I’ll let you lead.” Del had a sassy wink for him then, one that made heat pool low in his groin. And honestly, that had been a bit of a concern—he barely noticed their height difference anymore, but with dancing, it would be more obvious, and Spencer was used to leading.

“Think you can keep up with me?” he volleyed back.

“Oh, baby, I’m so hoping you keep me up. All night long.” Del relaxed like this really was just the best. They felt years removed from that night in the boat on the ocean. Something protective unfurled in Spencer’s chest. He liked being able to give his stoic SEAL time to unwind like this.

“I plan to.” Spencer yanked him close enough to kiss. Del tasted like imported beer and familiar, like he’d been kissing this man for decades, and full of possibilities, every dirty desire and quiet fantasy right there for the taking. He liked that Del didn’t hold back either, totally meeting him kiss for kiss even though they were still very much in public.

Finally, Spencer was the one to pull away, breathing hard. “We better dance before I’m tempted to go find a dark corner with you.”

“I’m not entirely opposed.” Del’s eyes sparkled.

“Behave. I’m too old for public shenanigans.”

“I’m not.” Del leaned in for another kiss, this one more playful and insistent. “Maybe I should find the lion tamer...”

“Dance. Now.” Spencer really was tempted to just haul him downstairs and into a taxi home, but there was something to be said for anticipation, building it up until they were both desperate. Besides, this might be his only chance to dance with Del, and he wasn’t missing it.

He set their drinks aside and led Del back onto the dancefloor, which was lit by strobe lights. The eerie shadows from the lighting made everyone seem like characters in a stop-motion film, so he focused less on the dancers around them and more on Del, pulling him close, guiding him with hands on his hips. Del accommodated him by bending his knees slightly and going pliant under his touch. The music and the mood encouraged dirty, close dancing with a pulsing back beat and a crowd of sweaty, over-sexed dancers.

He was vaguely aware of Tim and Morgan dancing near them, and without much intention on his part, his touch became more insistent and possessive.

Yes, this is my guy. All mine. None for you. All sorts of juvenile messages he’d thought he’d long since outgrown. Leaning in, he licked at Del’s neck, loving how his head fell back, giving him more access. After pulling him closer, their mouths met in a deep kiss.

“Either take me home now, or get okay with finding that dark corner,” Del said against his lips.

“Home.” Spencer had to admit that it felt even more home-like, knowing that Del was coming too. Spencer, who liked being alone enough to not even be tempted by a cat for company, liked sharing space with Del, liked cooking for him, liked writing with Del as his pillow. Liked knowing that he got Del in his bed again, all night long. He had never been so fast with using the ride app on his phone.

They were the only occupants in the freight elevator, and the doors had barely closed when Del was on him, pinning him against the metal side.

“Bet I could blow you right here,” Del said right before he sucked Spencer’s earlobe.

“Yeah? You wanna get on your knees for me?” Spencer tipped his head so that Del could kiss his way back to Spencer’s mouth.

“That and I wanna ride you when we get back home.”

Spencer barely contained his whimper. “I’m in favor of that plan.”

“Yeah, you are.” Del palmed Spencer’s cock through his pants.

Ding. The elevator door opened and Del gave him a wicked grin. “Another time.”

“And no you can’t blow me in the car.” He forced his voice to be stern.

“You’re no fun.”

In the end, it was Spencer who initiated contact in the car because he couldn’t bear to not touch Del a second longer and grabbed his hand, squeezing hard. The young driver tried flirting with both of them, but Spencer really did have eyes only for Del. Lord, terrible clichés now? You really are far gone for this man.

“This elevator?” Del’s eyes sparkled as they made their way from the car, past the doorman, into the elevator.

“There are security cameras.” Damn having to be the practical adult person. The ride to the tenth floor had seldom seemed so long. Del waited while Spencer fumbled with the keys, but he had barely entered the condo when Del was tugging him toward the bedroom.



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