Chapter 37

Tom froze for an instant, and then he broke out into a wide grin, something wild and desperate in his eyes. “Please?”

Gabe had a brief image, etched like glass, of Tom stretched out and helpless, wanting everything Gabe had for him, but only getting what Gabe would allow. “Oh, yes,” Gabe said. He brushed his thumb over Tom’s mouth. “Yeah, okay. That…right. Nothin’ fancy, jus’ gonna spread you out on this bed like a picnic and eat you right up.” He punctuated that by licking a long line up Tom’s chest, from his ribs, over one nipple and all the way to his collarbone.

Tom shuddered, his pupils widening. “Oh yeah,” he breathed. “Yeah, no need to make a production of it, just…Yeah, c’mon, let’s go, let’s do this.” He sat up.