The shower afterward had been pretty damn good too. Mike had to smile. Tommy had seemed amazed to be having his third orgasm of the night. He’d gripped Mike’s shoulders so tightly, Mike would not be surprised to find bruises there. As for him, kneeling before Tommy and sucking him off until he pumped come down Mike’s throat had been such a rush. The sight of Tommy leaning against the tiles, that red flush across his chest, rising up his neck and cheeks. But what stuck in his memory was the way Tommy had leaned into him while he washed Tommy slowly, stroking his fingers through Tommy’s short hair, working up a rich lather. The way Tommy hadn’t hesitated when Mike had kissed him under the jets, his eyes closed, soft noises escaping his lips while Mike took his time, unwilling to let the moment end.
“Mornin’.”
Mike eased back into his tranquil Sunday morning. “Good morning. Did you sleep well?”
Tommy gave a shy, not quite awake smile. “I’m not sure about ‘well.’ It sure was different, sleepin’ with someone else in the bed.” His cheeks pinked up. “It was nice, though, ’specially when….” He bit his lip.
“When what?” Mike asked, intrigued by the way Tommy’s face glowed.
Tommy chuckled. “When you kinda spooned an’ put your arms around me. Never snuggled with someone before.”
Mike’s morning had just gotten better. He held out an arm. “Morning snuggles are the best kind. Scoot that ass on over here.” He grinned. “And there’s nothing wrong with a little snuggling.”
Tommy edged his way across the mattress. There was the tiniest wince as he moved, before he pressed his warm body against Mike’s side, his arm across Mike’s chest, head resting on his shoulder. Mike wrapped an arm around him.
“So,” he began, “you had a good time last night?”
Tommy chuckled against his skin, and Mike smiled.
“Oh, it wasthatgood, huh?” When Tommy said nothing, Mike got the message. The shy young man in his bed did not want to talk about sex. Now that Mike knew a little more about him, this wasn’t surprising. In fact, it was downright adorable. There was no way he was going to mention Tommy wincing just then. The poor guy might die from embarrassment.
He stroked down Tommy’s back. “Okay, okay. Let’s change the subject.”
Tommy craned his neck to look at Mike, blinking. “There is one thing.”
“Oh?” Mike waited for what was coming, noting how Tommy wasn’t meeting his gaze.Interesting….
“Last night, I… I asked if we could do this again sometime.” Tommy’s cheeks blended perfectly with the reddish tinge of his hair.
Mike didn’t have to guess what “this” referred to. “I remember.” It had been amusing last night, coming so hot on the heels of Tommy’s orgasm. Except now? Tommy was obviously serious. Mike considered the prospect. It wasn’t like he was short of guys wanting to have sex with him. Hell, he could walk into any number of bars in Atlanta and be inundated with offers. But that wasn’t what he wanted.
Spending more time with Tommy, however? That was another matter. Mike genuinely liked him. What was more, he liked the idea of doing this on a regular basis. Tommy wasn’t just another pretty boy, all looks and no substance. Mike could have his pick of that type, but damn, it got boring after a while. Someof them were such dumbasses. Tommy had brains, that was for sure. And Mike liked seeing this new world through Tommy’s eyes. He imagined watching Tommy blossom and grow into a strong, confident gay man would be something pretty special.
Mike found himself wanting to be around to see that.
Tommy was regarding him, eyes wide, lips slightly parted.
Time to put Tommy out of his misery. “I like that idea,” Mike said quietly. “We could meet up at Woofs on Saturdays as usual, but you could come home with me after. Does that sound okay?”
“Yeah, it does,” Tommy admitted, a half smile on his lips.
Mike rolled onto his side to face him. “Hey, we could do other stuff too, y’know. We could go out for lunch on Sundays, or maybe brunch if we’re not too tired.” He grinned, and Tommy blushed furiously. “And there’s other places I could show you around Atlanta too, if you’d like.”
Tommy’s face lit up. “I’d really like that.”
His enthusiasm, so genuine and earnest, was like a welcome breath of fresh air in Mike’s life. It was plain Tommy wasn’t all about the sex, and that was just fine in Mike’s book.
Mike sat up and stretched, arms high above his head. He liked the way Tommy looked at him, his gaze traveling over Mike’s body. Just feeling those green eyes on him had Mike’s cock filling.
And Tommy noticed. He gave a strangled cough and lowered his gaze.
Mike bit back a smile.This is just too cute. “How about we get some breakfast? We could have some here or go out, depending on how hungry you’re feeling.”
Just then Tommy’s belly growled, and Tommy looked like he wanted the ground to open up and swallow him whole.
Mike chuckled. “Guess that answersthatquestion.” Unable to resist poking just a little, he waggled his eyebrows. “Well, wedid expend a lot of energy last night. Looks like my coq au vin didn’t fill you up enough.”
“Oh no, it was plenty,” Tommy protested. “It’s just that, well… I have a big appetite.” His cheeks glowed, becoming a brighter shade of red when his stomach grew more vociferous.
