Chapter 46

“Stay on your knees, honey. I like lookin’ at your ass.” Tom could hear the smug smirk in Gabe’s tone, could feel the weight of Gabe’s stare, lewd and possessive.

That shot through him with heat, though it wasn’t anything like a surprise that Gabe liked his ass. Gabe rather eloquently appreciated Tom’s ass on a regular basis. He nodded. “Yes, Sir.” He thought that was allowed. Probably. Well, unless Gabe was lookingfor an excuse to punish him. But that could be fun, too. Tom gave up trying to guess and crawled into the bathroom, letting his hips sway maybe a little more than absolutely necessary.

He knelt up to strip off the shirt and used it to wipe the smear of come off his neck before rinsing it out. He was thorough—Gabe had proven early on that inspections were not out of the question—but quick. He left the shirt draped over the side of the sink and dropped back to his hands and knees at the doorway to crawl back into the bedroom.