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Faster than ever he’s pumping in and out, faster and faster and I’m a goner. He grabs my cock just as I start going and my load shoots all over under the blanket.

Not long after I can feel his dick throbbing in my ass as he’s going too breathing heavily into my ear.

Once we’re both done, he pulls out and I collapse on my back trying to catch my breath.

I watch as Sal peels the condom off his dick and throws it in the trash.

Grabbing a handful of tissues, he pulls back the duvet and starts cleaning me up.

My entire body hums from pleasure, my dick tickling when he wipes me off.

We’re both wearing smiles but he remains focused on what he’s doing.

Tossing the tissues in the trash, he flicks off the light and what he does next surprises me the most-he pulls me into his chest and cuddles me!

How is this stranger to me than the fuck fest we just had?!

Hoping I don’t jinx myself, I curl into his touch and kiss the hand wrapped around me.

I’m not sure if he notices because pretty quickly he’s sound asleep and I join him praying this isn’t all just a dream.

Seven

Cole

Last night must’ve been a dream because when I wake up and the bedside beside me is tucked in and I’m a rumpled, sweaty mess, alone in my bed.

Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I roll onto my back and sigh.

I wish I didn’t sleep so heavy so I could’ve said goodbye.

I consider laying in bed and rotting. It’s Saturday and I don’t have anything to do.

Opting to shower, I pull myself from the bed and stumble to the bathroom.

Turning the water so it’s boiling, the mirror begins fogging immediately.

Staring at my naked body, I blush at how tousled my hair is, it’s pretty much shooting off to one side.

I imagine what Sal would do if he were still here. Would he rub his fingers along my happy trail, taking my hardening dick in his hands?

Just the thought of him has my body restless again. I’m craving more of him. But not in the way I bounce on Danny.

I want him to hold me while we sway to music, or feed me… then fuck me late into the night.

I bury my face in my hands. I’m an idiot. He’s my boss. We can’t have any of that. Not the hot sex, not the romancing either.

The shower calls to me since it’s so foggy I can’t see myself anymore. I ignore my aching dick and step into the tub, pulling the glass door closed.

Hot water pelts my skin and I spend the next ten minutes lathering my entire body and my hair.

As I’m rinsing off, the sound of the door sliding open startles me and I almost slip as I brace the wall.

Sal stands before me, his dark eyes scanning my entire body from top to bottom. His gaze hovers around my dick before eventually bouncing back up to meet my eyes.

“Hey,” he says so casually.

He’s in his clothes from yesterday but he looks put together somehow.

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