Chapter 36

“Finish the bottle on the couch?” he asked when they were finished eating and the dishes were rinsed and in the dishwasher.

“I’ll even open another if you want to get drunk and screw,” said Dom.

“You might not be in any state to drink soon,” said Kiko, grinning. He wiped his hands on a towel and Dom’s eyes lit up. Whatever Dom was thinking, it was probably inaccurate.

“Will my mouth really be that full?”

Well, not completely inaccurate. Kiko could certainly oblige there. But he’d been thinking of a few things he’d stuck in a box under the couch for a situation like this, and he wanted to break them out and use them. He led the way out of the kitchen.

“Stop standing around guessing,” he said. When he sat, Dom poured the last of the wine and Kiko began to undo his tie. Dom shed his shirt, his socks, and when he sat back up Kiko saw the growing bulge in his boxers. With just one piece of fabric between his cock and freedom, Kiko could see the outline well.