Chapter 21

“Well…that took care of the hangover,” Colin said, trying to sound like he did this sort of thing all the time.

Grady laughed, a snorted kind of sound. “It took care of me being of any use for the next few hours, too.”

“Does that mean you don’t want to deal with the tax receipts right now?”

“Don’t tell me you can think straight.” Grady lifted his head. The relaxed look on his face could only be called sheer satisfaction. “Because if you do, I’ll have to keep at it until you finally come as hard as I just did.”

“No, I can’t think straight.” As evidenced by the fact that he was still holding Grady’s cock and his own was still half hard.

“Good.” He reached down and grasped Colin’s wrist, lifting it to his mouth. A sly gleam appeared in his eyes as he licked the hand clean. “It’s on our clothes, you know. We’re going to have to order lunch in, unless you’re willing to come over to my place to clean up.”