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“Not yet. Need to feel you.”

He snuggles in, doesn’t try to go. He loves how much I want him, and I know Ash loves and wants me with equal fervor.

I stroke his back, feel us stuck together with sweatand cum. “Was it enough?” I ask gently. I hadn’t realized I wondered about that until the question left my lips.

“The sex?” He pushes up slightly so he can look at me. I nod. “Yes. It was incredible. I love the exhibitionism or teasing danger of knowing we can get caught, but I love this just as much because it’s with you.”

“I’m really good at sex,” I tease.

“Who’s the one that just made you come your brains out?”

“Both of us did that to each other.”

I squeeze him tighter, and Ash licks the sweat off my skin, then asks, “It was enough for you?”

“You’re always enough for me. Everything about you, and about what we do, is fucking incredible.”

“We’re disgustingly sweet.”

I laugh. “I know, but I love that about us.”

“I love you, Col.”

“I love you too,” I reply, knowing nothing can ever take me down from this high.

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Ash

Istir inbed but can’t move much since Colin’s arms are hooked around me as he tugs me close to his chest, his legs entangled with mine, his morning wood resting between my ass cheeks.

In the days since I came inside him, we’ve shared plenty more fucks, like we’re trying to wear our bodies down with the workouts.

I take a moment to enjoy just being in my boyfriend’s arms.

The boyfriend I love and who loves me.

The boyfriend who gets me more than anyone in the world.

My alarm goes off, and I reach over to the nightstand, silencing it.

Colin’s grip tightens around me. “No,” he mutters before planting a kiss on my nape. “It’s the weekend. Just stay here for a few more hours.”

“We said we’d go to the Peach State Spring Festivalwith the guys,” I remind him.

His nose rubs against my neck as he shakes his head. “No, let’s get Lance to tell them we died.”

“Won’t they be suspicious when they see us around campus?”

“I hear Wyoming’s nice this time of year?”

I laugh. “I don’t know that we need to move to Wyoming if we bail on the guys.”

Colin groans. “Really? You think Atlas is gonna be totally cool if we slight his boyfriend?”

“In that case, I should start looking up flights to Cheyenne.”

I move for my phone on the nightstand when Colin rolls, taking me with him to the opposite side of the bed. I love when he manhandles me.

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