A moment later, Dex’s voice echoed his, and he felt the heat of him dripping down low onto Nick’s belly.
The first thing Nick was aware of after that was uncurling his hands. “Oh, God. I’m so sorry.” Mortified, he didn’t know if he should soothe the flesh he’d gripped or plant his hands far away from Dex’s body so he couldn’t do any more damage.
“God, what are you even sorry for?” Dex huffed out, then made a noise that went straight through Nick. Satisfied, exhausted. “That was f*****g amazing.”
Nick was still trying to come up with a good enough response when Dex lifted and, wincing, slipped off of him. Nick hesitated only for a second before laying a hand over his dreads and running it carefully down. With the same motion, he caressed Dex’s shoulder, his arm, his forearm, until he rea
