Chapter 37

“Whew,” Dylan whispered when he could form a coherent word.

“Double that,” Mars agreed, nipping Dylan’s ear before pulling out. He took Dylan in his arms, kissing him heartily. “We definitely need to do this again. Maybe after another glass of scotch?”

“Trying to get me drunk so you can have your wicked way one more time?”

“That thought did cross my mind, but on further consideration, you do have training tomorrow.” Mars kissed him again, getting one in return. Then he got up, stripping off the condom as he went into the bathroom. Dylan followed, tying off his as he went, tossing it in the toilet right next with Mars’ one. “Men who flush together…” Mars said, chuckling as he pushed the lever.

They returned to the bedroom after washing up. Without asking, Mars flopped down on the bed, holding his arms out to Dylan. “You don’t mind if I sleep here, do you?” he asked when Dylan curled up, his head on Mars shoulder.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” 8