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With half-lidded eyes, I watched as he gathered what was left of my release and coated his shaft with it. I dragged a pillow from under my head and used it to prop my hips up.

“Open for me, Angel.”

I bent my legs and spread them so he could position himself. Since he hadn’t prepared me, I was tight, and he groaned so sexily as he pushed in, rocking slowly back and forth. I felt wonderfully stretched. So complete.

“Look at me.”

Our gazes connected. He gripped my hands and raised them above my head.

“You are my forever,” he vowed.

CHAPTER 23

Julien’s hands slapped against the beige tile wall.

“Harder,” he whispered as I railed into him from behind.

“Shh,” I whispered back, thrusting so hard up inside him his feet literally lifted off the wet shower floor until he was on tiptoe.

Public sex in a communal dorm shower was tricky, especially when there were other people in the shower stalls near us. The water spewing from the showerheads helped block out most of the sounds, but it wasn’t completely soundproof.

“Fuck, yes.”

I covered his mouth to mute his moan and sunk my teeth into his neck to hide mine as we orgasmed at the same time. He collapsed forward, I slumped against his back, our legs barely able to hold us upright. Quickies were the absolute best.

Julien’s slippery body turned around. He grabbed my face and kissed the hell out of me.

“I fucking love you,” he said, a little punch-drunk from the orgasm endorphins flooding his brain.

Since we woke up a little over an hour ago, we’d had sex three times. I wasn’t sure on ‘fonder,’ but absence definitely made the heart grow hornier.

Fog filled the tiny stall we were in, creating a dreamy atmosphere. I bent over to grab my bottle of body wash from the plastic caddy and got a smack to the ass for the effort. Looking over my shoulder, Julien grinned at me.

I crooked a come-hither finger at him and placed him directly under the spray. Squeezing a generous amount of soap in my hand, I rubbed it over his body, sudsing him up while kissing him. Couldn’t help myself.

In a low, hushed voice, he said, “You sure you want to go to class today? We can go back to the condo.”

Rinsing him off, I grabbed my shampoo and lathered his hair. His eyes closed, and a pleasant hum vibrated his chest when my fingers massaged his scalp.

“As much as I would love to do nothing but stay in bed with you all day, I’ve missed too many classes already.”

Along with note taking, Fallon had one of his pledges stand in for me during biology lab on Thursday. Hopefully the TA who ran it wouldn’t notice that I was not the same person he’d met last week.

We switched positions, and Julien washed me. His hands got a little handsy, then Julien’s mouth got involved. I thought it’d be impossible for me to come again after three orgasms already, but my man was a master at oral.

I yanked on his hair and panted out my orgasm as he sucked me dry. Fucking hell. I was going to be walking funny all day. Absolutely worth it.

He slammed his mouth on mine, kissing me roughly. “I love to watch you come.”

Breathless and dizzy, I replied, “I can’t move. You broke me.”

With me slumped against the wall, catching my breath, he turned the shower off and grabbed the towels we had hung on the side hook. Holding his finger to his lips, he peeked through the shower curtain. The shower room was quiet, not a sound could be heard other than thedrip, dripof droplets falling to the floor.

He poked his head out a little farther, waited, then nodded.

“Coast is clear. No one’s here.”

We wrapped the towels around our waists, and he took my hand, pulling me out of the stall.

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