Chapter 33: I can work with that.

After Tennessee’s begging that Paxton would never leave him again, his boyfriend poured another thick stream of lube onto his fingers. A drop landed on Paxton’s cock, and a hiss escaped his lips. Just that tiny lick of sensation was too much. The cool bead sent a shock that punched through his core to land like a delicious need in his belly.

Before any more words could be spoken, strong fingers were slipping between his butt cheeks, and they ...