Chapter 114
Colby moved fingers at almostthe right angle, just barely not hitting the firecracker spot; Jason swore out loud. Colby froze.
“No, no, that was—you’re fucking amazing, baby, just—can you do that again but—a little more up, kinda?”
Colby started to ask a question, clearly figured out what Jason meant just before talking, and turned the answer into, “Oh. I see. I do love how good you are at finding that, with me.”
Jason borrowed a second—only a single second, because he couldn’t think much—to loathe all of Colby’s exes and especially the last one. But they weren’t here. He was.
Colby said, “So…more like this?” and repositioned the fingers, and every firework in the universe went off at once, shooting wild rockets down Jason’s spine. Colby did it again, plainly having taken note of the reaction and committing the angle to memory, and Jason’s voice cracked while moaning his name.
“So.” Colby paused, fingers remaining buried all the way in Jason. “That seems to be going well.”