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Fuck!

I was about to lose control and I didn’t stop it or try to hold back.

“Lew!” I came in long spurts across his fur. His thighs tensed under me and he joined me with a dangerous snarl, fucking hiscum deeper inside me and forcing more bliss from my sensitive prostate.

“Holy shit, Puppy. That’s the kind of cardio I was talking about.” With a chuckle, Lew pulled me down on his chest where his heart thundered under my ear. He drew deep breaths that lifted me a few inches up every time.

“I love being with you.” I slipped my arms around him and tilted my head back so I could see his face.

Lew’s dazzling smile lit up my whole being, and he kissed my brow. I meant every word and, fuck, I also knew how dumb and dangerous this was.

We only had three months left before I would fly back to Bali and I’d be nothing more than a memory to him. We’d have fun together before we parted ways forever. There would be no long-distance relationship, no visits every couple of months, and no phone or video sex. Once I was gone, Lewis’ world would keep turning until he met someone else. Someone who wasn’t like me; someone who had their life together and could be a real partner for him.

“Noah?”

“Yes?”

“Stay with me, okay?”

Oh shit, can he read my mind?

“You look like you’re worrying about something. Just stay in the moment with me. It’s all going to be okay. I’m here.”

“I know,” I murmured, kissing his tight, pink nipple.

Chapter 19

Noah

Once we had showered and made out some more, Lew ordered obscene amounts of food from room service: burgers and chips, ribs, and all the desserts they had.

Feeding Lew a bit of each and ranking the desserts like we had done the crisps the other day was my second favourite thing about this trip.

“You have some ….” Lew leaned in to wipe a smudge of tiramisu off my face.

It never got old how he fussed over me. I melted a little when he stole a little kiss and then licked the tiramisu off his finger.

It didn’t help that I was fucking touch starved. I barely made it until we had finished our treats before I flung myself at him again. My ass was a bit sore from his barbs, but I didn’t care. I needed to feel him inside me again. I wanted to see his glorious body stretched out under me while I bounced on his cock.

“Insatiable little puppy,” Lewis growled, his hands palming my hips as he thrust into me in the kind of deep strokes you felt in your heart. “I’ll take care of you.”

And he did. He took care of me. He made sure I was warm and fed. And, for a moment, as I got lost in those beautiful bright blue eyes, I was tempted to say something very, very stupid.

You are leaving again soon. Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.

Lewis’ eyes stayed fixed on my face, always on the lookout for any discomfort.

God, what did I do to deserve him?

“Come for me now!” I’d been so lost in thought I almost missed the signs of my climax. Like an oncoming storm, it engulfed me.

There wasn’t a lot left inside me, but his barbs coaxed out every last drop of cum I had left.

He turned us around, spreading my thighs wide to make room for his hips. That he had waited for me to come first, to make sure it was good formebefore he even allowed himself an orgasm, was not lost on me.

It took him only a heartbeat to notice my tears and he stopped moving at once.

“Puppy? Shit, did I hurt you?” He kept perfectly still and stroked my cheek. I shuddered when his fur rasped over my stubble.