Chapter 112
Touching Colby, getting on his knees for Colby, getting fucked by Colby. Hellyeah. So much. He was surprised he hadn’t spontaneously combusted already. “You want me to follow your lead? Do what you say? Worship and adore you?”
Colby laughed. “I’m not your idol.”
“Yes you are.”
Colby looked briefly thoughtful, then lifted a decadent Victorian-styled boot and actually nudged the toe into Jason’s chest. “You can help me take these off.”
Jason, kneeling, with his prince’s boot issuing a physical command, groaned out loud. Couldn’t hold the sound back. Whole body all at once wire-taut with need.
Colby raised eyebrows. “Really?”
“I don’t know,” Jason explained. “You. That. Um. Yes.”
Colby laughed a little more, wobbled and caught balance, kept a hand on the helpful wall. “I’m not very good at this…but, ah, I did ask you to do something, didn’t I? Get on with it.”