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Breaking the kisses, I stepped back, my chest heaving with deep breaths, and stared at his chest in a daze. I’d forgotten how intense he could be. “I, uh, I’ll talk to you soon.”

“Tomorrow. I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Maybe we can hang out? It’s Sunday.” Grabbing my nape, he pressed a lingering kiss on my lips. “I’ll text you when I get home.”

“Sure.” With a nod and a quick glance at his gorgeous face, I opened the door.

“Shit.” Grace stumbled in front of the window, the blinds crashing to the sill.

“What the hell were you doing?” Planting my hands on my hips, I fought to keep a straight face.

“N-nothing, just making sure you had a good time.” Swiping her palms together, she lifted her chin. “I see you did.” With a click of her tongue, she strode into the kitchen. “I’ll get you some water.” She opened the refrigerator and pulled out two bottles. “Because you’re going to sit on the damn couch and tell me everything.”

“Aw, can’t it wait until morning?” I fell onto the end of our sofa.

“No, I’ll never get to sleep.” Rounding the couch, she fell in beside me and handed me a bottle. “The abbreviated version works, and then you can tell me all the deets in the morning.”

“Fine.” Unscrewing my cap, I took a few gulps of the cold water. “We were at the bar as friends until my old gymnastics buddy, Jasper, showed up.” I arched a brow.

“Yeah?” She inched closer to me. “And?”

“And Jasper asked me to dance, so I did. Eli got jealous, and his friends lost their minds about it. But I explained the situation and then…” I shrugged. “And then Eli asked me to slow dance, and it was all over. I’m officially dating him.”

“But his friends were mad at you for dancing with Jasper?” Her brows lifted, and she drank some water.

“They thought I was playing with Eli’s heart. I wasn’t.” I twisted my bottle in my lap. “I’d gone there as friends. But Eli can’t be friends. I found it out pretty quickly.” Being friends with Eli would never have worked. He was an all-or-nothing guy. Meeting her gaze, I said, “If the roles were reversed and you were there?—”

“Oh, I’d have kicked his ass. I took judo, you know. I could throw his ass to the floor in a second. I don’t care how big he is.” She ticked her head.

Rolling my eyes and snickering, I said, “I know you’re ferocious.” Warmth cradled my heart. She was such a loyal friend, like Eli’s friends were for him. “Anyway, that’s what happened. I might spend some time with him tomorrow.” I stood. “But right now, I’m tired and want to go to bed.”

“Yeah, sure.” Rising, she followed me to the hallway. “Goodnight, Wren. I’m glad things worked out.” She kissed my cheek and then entered her room.

After stepping into my room and locking the door, I flicked the lamp on at my nightstand, set the water on it and undressed, tossing my clothing into the hamper in my closet. It was time tostart the jerk-off session I’d promised myself. Eli had relentlessly teased my poor dick all night.

I pulled a travel pack of tissues and a bottle of lube from my nightstand drawer and lay on my back against the pillows at my headboard, my cock already rock solid.

Tapping on my phone’s screen, I opened my go-to porn site and found an old favorite video of a muscled man with dark hair, blowing a smaller man. Perfect. I could visualize myself and Eli.

My dick pulsed, and precum beaded at the tip. My cock was on board with this scenario too. I squirted lube into my palm and started the video, slowly stroking my sensitive dick. It wouldn’t take long after being with Eli.

As the larger man sucked the smaller one, the smaller man moaned and hissed.

“Fuck yeah,” I said, under my breath, and the pair merged into myself and Eli. I stroked faster, rocking my hips in time and biting my lower lip. Sensation tightened my balls, and my stomach clenched.Fuck, don’t come already.

I left my cock and pulled on my balls, rolling them in my hand, the intense pleasure ebbing, but the tension ever present.

The Eli in my head pulled off and licked my nuts, sucking one into his mouth and then the other.

With a gasp, I shuddered and stroked my shaft lightly, drawing out the inevitable. As I bit my lip, a whimper escaped me, and my cock twitched.

Eli licked my shaft and moaned.

“Fucking hell,” I gritted out. The raw edge of climax rushed to the surface, and I pinched the head of my dick. “No, no, no, not yet.” I held it off and took deep breaths. Goddamn, I would comehard.

I glanced at my nightstand. A plug would make it even better, but I might come just putting the damn thing in. As my attention returned to the phone, the larger man milked the smaller one, and cum spurted onto his stomach.

“Fuck.” I pumped my cock with quick strokes, thrusting my hips. This was it. No holding back. As pleasure crested, my dick pulsed, and hot cum shot to my chest and over my fingers, over and over, each wave sharper than the last. Dropping the phone, I bit the back of my hand, muffling my string of moans. I didn’t need Grace to hear me.

As it slowed, I shut my eyes and relaxed against the pillows, my head caught in a post-climax haze. Was Eli doing the same thing in his bedroom? The side of my mouth tugged. With the number of boners he’d had tonight, he sure as hell was. There’d always been an intense chemistry between us. It had been the reason Eli had taken a chance with me.