Chapter 52

Gabe’s fingers on him, again, stroking, light, a simple, easy tease against his cock, which ached, it ached, felt like it had been hard and wanting for hours, and he’d been denied and denied, and suddenly he was rocking into Gabe’s touch, with Gabe crooning in his ear. They were spooned together on the bed, and each time Tom shifted back, there was a brief flare of heat on his shoulders, from brushing against Gabe’s body. “I know. Oh, baby, I know, it’s all right. Jus’ get you through this an’ then it’ll all be done an’ you can rest. So sweet, you’re so sweet for me baby. Just a little more, an’…”

Gabe’s hand was slick with lube, and not the menthol stuff, either, but something soft and silken, wet and warm. Smelled nice, too, like butterscotch, maybe. Sweet, but not overpowering. “Shhh, it’s okay. You just go with it, baby. I ain’t gonna stop, I promise, that part’s done. You come on, any time you want.”