Chapter 24: Accusations and PrivilegesTom got back from disposing of the condom, bringing a towel with him to clean up. He could feel the tension seeping out of the room before he entered. Jason was rubbing his chest and belly clean with what looked like Tom’s boxers. His movements were brisk, desperate almost, as if the c*m on his skin was caustic.
Tom frowned and dropped the towel on the bedside table—no use for it now anyway. “You didn’t like it.”
“What?” Jason’s eyes burned in the dark. It didn’t matter how much Tom wished they could crawl in under the covers and snuggle through the night. Jason’s tense shoulders and clenched jaw told him it wouldn’t happen.
With a sigh, he ran a hand through his hair. “You should’ve said something. I would have stopped.” The last part came out as a
