Chapter 63

Jason had bent to kiss him; Colby’s cock had rubbed between their bodies, pinned there, and he’d given an instinctive tiny cry of need. Jason had thrust those hips and pounded the dazzling spot inside him and whispered, “Come for me, baby,” into Colby’s ear, and Colby had, gasping and dizzy and fracturing into prismatic light. Jason had come too, pumping release into him; Colby had lain there and loved the feeling.

They’d had to clean up and get dressed rather fast. The spark in Jason’s eyes indicated a preference for keeping Colby undressed, instead; Colby was fairly certain Jason had been thinking about stripping off every layer of clothing the second he’d put each one on.

He might’ve added a layer or two just to watch his loyal champion quietly quiver. An extra jumper over his shirt. A belt.

Jason had finally cracked enough to roll up Colby’s right sleeve, baring skin. Had kissed his arm and made him melt.