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The hands on my shoulders squeeze. “You’re perfect,” he breathes out before getting onto his tiptoes and kissing my lips.

Everything around us fades away until the only thing inside my mind is the two of us and the feeling of Cade kissing me. I wrap my hands around his back, tugging him until our bodies are pressed together.

Cade is a ridiculously good kisser and I’m swept away.

When Cade breaks the kiss in order to breathe, he doesn’t go far. He runs the tip of his nose against mine, his beard tickling my face. “I mean that, Spencer. Keep being yourself becauseyou’re perfect. I’m so fucking glad those asshole YouTubers scammed us into taking this vacation together.”

I smile so wide my cheeks begin to hurt. “Me too, Cade. Me too.”

Chapter Seven

Cade

Last night was everything. We’d learned we would be sharing a hotel room, spent the night walking around the area, before coming back to our hotel for the night all the while holding hands and sharing soft, chaste kisses.

Everything with Spencer feels so naive and soft, but not in a bad way. It’s different than how I usually approach relationships but because it’s different, this thing with him feelsspecial. I’ve never felt this way about someone before. It’s terrifyingly wonderful.

It takes me far longer than it should to realize I’m no longer on my side of the bed. When I went to sleep last night, I made sure to leave plenty of room for Spencer but this morning, I’m in the middle of the bed with him pressed tightly against my back.

And something long and hard is currently pressed against my lower back.

My brain goes from sleepy and just waking up to wide awake in a matter of seconds. I’m not sure how I should react. Do Iplayfully tease him? Do I wake him up? Do I slide out of bed before Spencer even realizes what’s going on?

Before I can do anything, Spencer is taking the decision from me. He lets out a broken noise, his hips moving to slide his erection against my ass. His arm is loosely wrapped around my middle but as he slowly wakes up, his hold on me tightens.

My own morning wood throbs within my boxers and now that Spencer’s cock is nudging against my ass, I feel myself beginning to slick. I clench around nothing, biting my bottom lip before I groan with frustration.

This is not what I was expecting this morning but if Spencer is into it, then I’m more than happy to see where this will go.

“Morning?”

Spencer’s hips press against me harder, his cock nudging between my cheeks fully now. He’s so close to where I want him but our boxers are in the way. Just when I’m about to turn around and kiss Spencer, his body tenses.

Ah, it seems someone was dry humping me in his sleep. Shit, why is that so hot?

“You okay?”

“Shit, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize--”

I grab his hand that’s against my chest. “It’s okay,” I say right away, bringing his palm to my face and kissing the middle of it. “You felt so good against me. Keep going.”

There’s a long pause where I wonder if I’ve accidentally pushed Spencer but just before I can say more, to tell him he only needs to do what he’s comfortable with, his body relaxes. His chest presses more firmly against my back, his cock fully wedging between my cheeks and pressing against my wet hole through our boxers. A surprised moan leaves my lips. Gods, that feels so good but it could be so much better if we get naked.

“Cade.”

“Yeah,” I breathe out, squeezing his hand. “I’m here. What do you want, Spencer?”

“You,” he says right away. The intensity of his answer makes sparks dance across my skin. Have I ever felt so desired before? “Just you. Whatever you want.”

I need him. I need to see his face. I flip over despite how much I want his cock against my ass, knowing his lips against mine will be even better than dry humping like teenagers.

“Spencer,” I whisper before putting my hand on Spencer’s face and guiding his mouth to mine. I’m lost in Spencer, overwhelmed by the feel of him, the taste of him, the smell of him. Last night I told him he was perfect and today is no different. We slot together just right.

He feels likemine.

My head swims as the thought solidifies inside my heart. The things I feel are so deep, so strong. I want to do everything in my power to make Spencer my mate. I want to woo him and fuck him and mark him and learn how to properly love him.

I shouldn’t be feeling these things so soon but I don’t care. I know what I want and I don’t plan on shying away from these feelings just because they’re scary.

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