Jack prised himself away momentarily, gasping for air and choking out the words "... steaks gonna burn .... " before slamming his lips back into Ennis'.
OMG! I'm gonna pass out! Gary will be so delighted.
"I wanna see your face...." he uttered, turning Jack around and shoving him roughly back down onto the table. Jack could feel the juices and pulp of the tomatoes squelching under his flesh, the cold of the kitchen table felt good against his skin, soothing the hot handprint on his backside.
You dames are out of control! Wasting all that perfectly, good food!
The exquisite pleasure was too much for Jack, his mind was spinning, a low moan came from somewhere deep in his chest as he sucked hard on Ennis' thumb.
Hey, how come I never got anything as wild as that story for
my birthday? I've been good!