Chapter 72

“If this is indication of the life we will share,” Micah said softly, “I must marvel at what I have done to deserve such bounty.”

“Don’t you know what you’ve done to deserve it?” Jefferson waited for a response, but Micah regarded him with perplexed eyes. “You had the courage to make it happen. I think you’re the bravest man I ever met.”

Slowly, Micah braced against him, pushing himself upright. With a small smile, he slid to the side, readying to take Jefferson into his mouth. As he negotiated the bed, however, he paused, and Jefferson caught the sly glint in his eye the moment before he swung his leg over Jefferson’s chest.

“I think this will be best,” Micah said, grasping the base of Jefferson’s prick. He lifted his own hips, which made the wet tip of his erection drag over Jefferson’s chest. “Until we get a larger bed, at least.”