9
I collapse on the bed, my body slick with sweat. Colin’s breathing heavily, a hand resting across his face.
“Holy shit,” I say, leaning back into my pillow. “That was amazing.”
“Your ex was insane to let you go. That thing you did with your tongue…fuck.” Colin sits up a bit, looking down at his torso. I do the same, admiring the ridges of his abs and the size of his chest. His dick, now limp on his thigh. “You have a towel or something? I need to, umm…clean up.”
“Bathroom’s right through that door. Feel free to jump in the shower, if you want.”
Colin disappears from the room, and soon enough the sound of running water comes from the bathroom. Part of me wants to go in and join him, give it another go, but I’m fucking exhausted.
I roll out of bed, stripping the sheets and grab a fresh set from the closet. By the time Colin’s back in the room the bedding’s been reset, and I slip past him to also clean myself up.
When I return to the bedroom Colin has reclaimed his spot in the bed, but this time with his boxer briefs back on. I slide in next to him, the sides of our thighs touching.
“Do you want to watch something? Not to overstay my welcome but I think I might be good to drive home in a little bit.”
“Sure,” I say, handing him the remote to flip through Netflix. Colin ultimately lands on one of the Fast and the Furious movies. I lean into him, feeling the drowsiness of day drinking settling in. The last thing I remember is Vin Diesel on the screen…
* * *
“Hey,” Colin says, his arm shaking my shoulder. I look up and see the movie paused, about an hour in. Shit, did I pass out?
“Sorry about that,” I say, sitting up.
“It’s fine, but someone’s knocking on the door downstairs.” And, like summoned, I hear the knocking start up again.
“Michael must have forgot his keys this morning and locked himself out. Not the first time it’s happened. Be right back.”
I pad down the stairs, reaching the door. It’s then I notice the flashing lights flooding the living room through the front window. I swing the door open to find two police officers standing there, grim expressions on their faces.