Page 82 of Two for Holding
Jax returned with a warm, wet towel and carefully dabbed across Tom’s ass and thighs, spreading his legs to get the drops that had slid down between them.“You okay to move, baby?”
Didn’t sound appealing, but Tom figured he had to at some point.He got to his feet slowly and examined himself.His come stained the bottom of his shirt as well as the couch cushions where he’d been lying.
“You should always dress this way,” Jax said, sounding oddly sincere.
“I look like Winnie the Pooh.”
“You look like you got fucked within an inch of your life.”
Tom considered.“Two things can be true.”He hitched his discarded sweatpants up and sat on the clean side of the couch while Jax dabbed ineffectually at the cushions with his towel.“It’s fine,” Tom said.“I’ll turn them over or something.”
“It will just happen again on the other side.”
Would it?Good to know.
Jax came around the couch and collapsed next to Tom.“Was that, um…was that okay for you?”
“What do you mean?”
“I kind of went for it.I was…so into it.So into you.”
Tom gave it a moment’s consideration.“I really liked how much you liked it.The rimming, I mean.Sensation-wise, it felt fine, I guess, but I mostly enjoyed the part where you were desperate to have me.”
Jax let his head fall back with a groan.“You can’t say sexy things for at least an hour.Forty minutes, maybe.”
“You staying for dinner, then?”
A troubled expression stole across Jax’s face, but it cleared away so fast Tom didn’t have a chance to react.“If there’s a round two after, sure.”
Good.A clear objective would keep Tom’s mind from romantic daydreams.
They ate Vietnamese takeout on the couch with some dumb home improvement show on in the background.Tom’s mom texted about the game, and he tapped out a thank-you without reading what she’d written.He didn’t want to waste his time with Jax thinking about her.
Jax told Tom about the shelter, the kids he’d met, the coordinator who had scared the crap out of him.Tom forced his shoulders to relax and his expression to reveal nothing as Jax spoke.He pushed through the discomfort the way he’d work out a sore muscle.The more Tom focused on the end date, the more he’d be ready for the hurt.He couldn’t make Jax smile the way talking about the shelter did, excited and wistful all at once.He couldn’t fill Jax’s life with purpose.All Tom had to offer were thoughts on the penalty kill, and as much as Jax appreciated those, Tom knew he needed more.
After dinner, they were both tired and lethargic.They’d agreed to something, to give Jax a reason to stay, but the best Tom could offer was lazy hand jobs on the couch.They left the TV on, and it took a while for Jax to get off because he kept getting distracted by the baffling choices onHouse Hunters.He had thoughts about sconces, apparently.By the time they finally finished, it had gotten so late it only made sense for Jax to stay over.
In the morning, Tom woke to Jax easing away carefully and picking his clothes up off the floor.Tom kept his breathing even and his eyes closed, but he couldn’t help the sharp intake of breath when Jax kissed his cheek.
“I have to go home and pack,” Jax whispered.“Get some more rest, baby.”
After he left, Tom stared at the ceiling for twenty minutes before giving up on sleep and getting up.
He was in such deep shit.
sixteen
[Images of Jimmy Hayes proposing to Allie Jenkins on a beach in the Caribbean]
The Sea Lions family congratulates the soon-to-be Hayes family!Looking forward to the pics [eyes-emoji]
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