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Chapter 93

Jason had sat up to kiss him, to touch him—everyplace Colby liked, face and hair and throat and chest and stomach—and had promised to hold on, to help, to tell him faster or slower or any suggestions for improvement. Jason had privately been very sure that Colby wouldn’t need suggestions for improvement, because Colby naked and smiling at him like thatwas just about enough for Jason’s dick to go off on the spot. But Colby needed to hear it, so he’d said it.

Colby laughed, now, and kissed him in turn. “I was told I had a good seat. Does that apply here? It’s not precisely the same thing, but also now I’ve got some very odd mental images regarding saddles and leather. You’re not in fact a horse, though there’s a joke I could make about size, but I won’t.”