Chapter 106
Jason grinned at the ceiling. Kneaded the back of Colby’s neck. “Not too rough? Anything I should pay some attention to, some extra care, maybe?”
“Also splendid. We did say we wanted me to feel it, after…I do, and I suspect I will, for a while…it feels good. I feel…well, as if you’ve fucked me. Incontrovertibly. I adore it.” One more roll of thunder underscored that proclamation. “But you can give me a foot-rub later if you’d like. I don’t wear shoes that tall—or that sparkly—that often, and Alisha kept wanting me to walk in them. Which you know, since you were there. And impressed, evidently.”
“I also like it when you actually say fuck,” Jason observed contentedly, and cuddled him closer. “I can rub your feet. I like your feet. I like all your outfits. I like scarves. I kind of want to steal those black leather pants for you to wear here once you’re done with them on camera. You could probably only wear them once. I might have plans. For the pants and you.”