Chapter 127
Too big. Too heavy against intimate pink and vulnerable muscle and the slick smears of release. Colby had stopped talking and now closed both eyes, lying sprawled across their bed: legs spread willingly, body stretched against the pale blue bedding backdrop.
Too much weight, at the end? Maybe some soreness? Colby admitting to tiredness might mean something bigger didn’t feel right—
Colby said, eyes still shut, “I’m testing this one.”
“This…what? Sorry.”
Colby opened one eye. Blue snuck into Jason’s heart and planted flowers. “I told you once I didn’t like blindfolds, not being able to see who was touching me, all of that.”
“Yeah, you said. I remember.” He rested hands on Colby’s thighs. That prompted a smile, which calmed Jason’s heart down even more. “You were testing that. Just now.”