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My finger sends him over the edge, the thought of me entering his ass again. Seconds later, he unloads into my mouth and the feel of it has me doing the same, emptying into his throat with a muffled roar.

Moments later, we flop onto our backs, his leg still against me, and I lean over and absentmindedly kiss his ankle. Something I’ll never do again, I assure you, but in the moment, it needed to be done. There was something different about this time, something I can’t quite explain.

“Oh my god.”

“A good new hobby?” I say, feeling sudden affection for him. I won’t feel that again. Just this once I’ll let myself feel it.

He lets out a low chuckle. “Yeah.”

“One that you’ll repeat?”

“No. Never.”

I smile at that and run my tongue across my lips, tasting him there.

I loathe these hobbies—that he can’t admit what this really is. But I’m not here for anything long-term anyways. I’m just here for…well, for other things.

This being one of them. If I enjoy myself in the process, so be it.

I should get up and leave. I need to move, but I’m exhausted. The day has finally caught up with me, and my body is so relaxed that I just want to lie here for a moment and catch my breath.

“Do you think they heard me out in the other room? Was I loud?” Jude asks after a moment. I prop myself up, my head in my hand, willing myself to get dressed and go, but instead, I just turn my body so I can face him. My legs bend, and I touch my knees to his, feeling something unhinged filter through me.

“Who cares? You sounded hot,” I say, not sure if our moans could be heard over the TV in the other room.

He blinks and flushes a little red. “You did too. Not that I liked it or anything, just objectively speaking.”

“Yeah. Objectively.”

His nose crinkles as he lets out a small laugh and then shifts a little closer to me, more naked skin brushing against mine.

“You can stay for a bit, if you need a minute. I won’t think anything of it.”

I nod and tell myself that I won’t be staying, not at all, but I end up closing my eyes and falling fast asleep.

When I wake up hours later, I feel something warm blanketing me. My eyelids flutter open and my hands reach out, stroking against smooth skin.

Jude. He’s on top of me. Literally. He’s cocooning me with his weight and scent, that intoxicating scent that has driven me mad ever since I was close enough to inhale him.

I’ve made a huge mistake, I think as my hands drift up his back, bumping over the ridges of his spine until they’re in his hair. He sighs against my neck, his breath against my skin making me break out in goosebumps.

I need to leave, to pretend this never happened. But I just lie here, feeling my half-hard dick chub up from just being near him. When I started this with him, I was doing it for purely selfish reasons, just taking advantage, but now I wonder what the hell I’m even doing.

“Mmm,” Jude groans when he feels my dick press against his.

Even in his dreams, he’s horny for men. For me.

Straight boy likes cock a little too much, if you ask me.

I shift us onto our sides and Jude falls away from me and onto his back, his perfect body splayed out in the moonlight that peeks in at us through the blinds.

I should sneak out, head home, and take a cold shower. But instead, I reach up and grab the lube from his bedside table and uncap it. It’s too good of an opportunity to pass up, too much temptation to resist. Reaching down, I push one of his knees into his chest just as Jude’s eyelids flutter open.

“Oh,” he whispers as I lean forward and pull a nipple into my mouth. His hand snakes into my hair and holds me against him as I suck and lap at that little, hard nub.

“What do you want to try now, Jude? Which hobby?” I’m taunting him, but he just sighs as I move to the other nipple, pulling it between my teeth. I shouldn’t give him a choice, should just take what I want because I know he’d let me, but I want him to tell me.

I want him to say what he needs. From a man. From me.

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