Taylor’s muscles eventually relaxed, making him sag, and Johnny grinned as he ran a knuckle down his spine. “One-pump chump, huh?”
“Shut up,” Taylor huffed, giving Johnny’s neck a gentle nip.
They stared at one another in the near-darkness, still the same stupid kids in all the ways that mattered.
“I can’t go back to how things were,” Johnny whispered, rubbing the tip of his nose against Taylor’s. “If you wake up tomorrow and tell me this was all a mistake I won’t be able to stand it.”
Taylor reached up, cupping his face, thumbs tracing the tops of his cheeks. “Right back atcha.”
Johnny turned to kiss his palm. “You sure? About us, I mean.”
Taylor grinned, the white of his teeth the only thing Johnny could see.
“I’m sure, JP. In fact, I’msosure that I think we need to get tested. Like, at a clinic, because we’ve both had some seriously questionable shags over the years.”
Johnny laughed, running a hand down Taylor’s back. “I think that’s the most sensible suggestion you’ve ever made.”
“Mhm, I’m glad you think so. You wanna know how else I know I’m sure?”
Johnny cocked an eyebrow. “Go on.”
“Because yesterday I came so hard on your bed that I bit a hole through your pillowcase.”
Johnny snorted. “You could have kept that one to yourself.”
“Why stop now? The truth is, JP, I really wanna fuck you bareback.”
Johnny smirked, pressing his tongue into his cheek. “I appreciate your confidence,sweetheart. But I’ve been waiting fourteen years, so the one getting fucked bareback isyou.”
Taylor was still grinning as he peeled off his shorts, and Johnny lifted his hand to his mouth, sucking Taylor’s come from his fingers. He knew how Taylor smelled when he was aroused, but tasting it?Shit.If he were Catholic he’d probably have to go to confession or something.
Taylor handed him a dirty towel from his wash-basket, helping him wipe the rest of his hand before cleaning himself. After he’d pulled on a pair of Johnny’s old gym shorts he settled back in bed and rested his cheek against Johnny’s chest. “On a scale of one to ten, how quickly do you think the girls are going to kill us tomorrow?”
Sighing, Johnny ran a hand through Taylor’s hair. “Oh, we’re definitely sleeping with one eye open for the rest of our lives. In fact, we might have to take shifts because Gabriella will probably shank us the first chance she gets.”
Taylor shivered as he nuzzled Johnny’s neck. “Well, it’s been nice knowing you, JP. At least I got to suck your dick before the end.”
CHAPTER 23
SWEETY GRENADE
Johnny
Taylor grunted in his sleep,cheek pressed to Johnny’s chest, and Johnny just watched as his eyelashes twitched and his low, rumbling breaths turned shallower.
“What time is it?” Taylor mumbled, wiping his mouth across Johnny’s shoulder when he finally woke up.
Craning his head, Johnny planted a heavy kiss on his mouth—morning breath and all.
“Six.”
Taylor shifted up the bed, leaning on his elbow. His skin was warm with that post-wake-up flush, his hair sticking up on one side. “Is William awake?” he asked, pressing his face into the crook of Johnny’s neck.
Johnny glanced towards the bedroom door, even though it was still closed. “Haven’t heard him yet.”
It was then he noticed his little crucifix that was hanging by a cord above the light switch had been turned towards the wall. The corner of his mouth twitched.
“Tay, did you turn my cross around when you came in last night?”
