When Jules didn’t respond. Nix squeezed his eyes closed. Fuck
“Babe?” He wrapped his fingers around the base of his softening cock and pulled out. Tying off the condom, he dropped it on the floor with a wince. He’d clean up later.
“Jules.” He slid his hand up Jules’ side, urging him to lie next to him. When Jules did, he wrapped his arms around him and kissed his shoulder since Jules was still facing away. “I’m sorry, I should’ve been more careful.”
“No, it’s not that.” Jules turned to look at him, his eyes wide, and Nix didn’t want to call it fear, but something close to it, lurking in his eyes. “It was great, so much better than I remembered it to be.”
Nix chuckled and pulled him closer to nuzzle his neck. “Keep talking.”
Jules groaned but said nothing.