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“How can this feel so good?” His words are so quiet. They weren’t meant for me, but I’m glad I heard them. He’s stunned at how amazing sex is, and it’s oddly endearing. And of course, really fucking hot. I step a little closer, still jerking us together and press my thumb to his lips, opening his mouth so I can go in for another kiss. Gabe grips my arms, nails digging in and breathing heavily, hips thrusting.

“You’re close,” I say to him.

“Yes,” he pants out.

“Good.” I kiss his lips, then the side of his mouth, then press my cheek to his to whisper in his ear. “Because I’m going to use your cum to jerk off when you’re done.”

A strangled sound erupts from his throat, and I’ll take that as a win. I jerk us faster, getting closer too. Gabe’s fingers tighten on my arms, and I think he may have punctured my skin. Not mad about having a nice little reminder of tonight.

“Keep going,” Gabe whines. “Please, don’t stop.”

“Not going to stop, baby. I want your cum all over me.”

“Yes…” he hisses.

He buries his face in my neck, nails digging in even harder as he lets out a choked grunt before erupting all over my dick. I slow my strokes, working out all of his cum that lands on my stomach and the base of my dick. Some drips down too, but I catch everything I can.

“Oh my god,” he breathes out, resting back against the wall, panting.

I lather his release all over my dick and keep jerking myself.

“Watch me,” I tell him.

His eyes pop open, pupils blown wide and lips parted as he stares into my eyes before dipping down and watching my hand work my cock. He’s still hard, fat dick protruding out from his lean body, jutting right toward me as if wanting more.

Gabe begins to slide down the wall, and I know what he’s doing without saying.

“No,” I say with a shake of my head. Confusion crosses his face. “I want my cumonyou, want to markmyfucking territory.”

Those beautiful eyes widen in shock, his tongue coming out to wet his lips and he straightens back up to his full height.

His submission and the way he listens to everything I say has the orgasm hitting me out of nowhere. I grip onto his shoulder to hold myself steady as I release all over him, aiming for his cock but getting it absolutely everywhere. It’s easily one of the biggest loads I’ve ever had.

I kiss him as I squeeze the last bits of cum from my dick, then rest my forehead against his to look down at the beautiful mess we’ve made. I can’t help but laugh.

“Why are you laughing?” he asks, a smile in his voice.

“Never thought I’d see you all dirty without getting upset about it.”

I bring my gaze up to meet his.

He frowns. “Well, now that you brought it up…”

I chuckle before kissing himagain.I love his soft lips.

“Let’s shower and get to bed,” I tell him.

“Good idea.”

We shower together, each taking our time to wash up. Then we head to bed together like it’s the most normal thing ever. Strangest part is… it feels like it.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Gabriel

When I wake in the morning, my head is pounding and my mouth feels like it’s filled with cotton balls. I think there’s sand in my eyes and my stomach is sour.

Yep, this is why I never wanted to get drunk.

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