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“I’m close,” I forced between clenched teeth.

His fingers left my balls, making me protest, but one slid back further and started to tease the furled skin of my hole. Sparks flashed in my gaze, and I opened my mouth to warn him, but nothing except a loud growl came out as waves of heat crashed over me. My cock released spurts of cum, and Chris jerked back, probably surprised. I slipped from his mouth, and rounds of white cum decorated his face.

“Fuck,” I snarled at the sight of me giving Chris an accidental facial. My cock gave one final spurt, which landed on his lips. His tongue snuck out and swiped it away; a sharp breath hitched in my chest. “Baby.” I didn’t even know what I wanted to say. I swallowed, still shaking with the aftereffects of my orgasm. I reached for him. “Come here. Let me take care of you.”

He bit his lip, half smiling. “I kinda already came.”

“That’s so hot.” I grabbed Chris and dragged him on top of me, finding his mouth and giving him a harsh kiss before licking my cum off his face, then feeding it to him. He mewled and happily swallowed my release down. His tongue lapped at mine as he chased the taste of me. After a bit, he pulled back to give me a wide smile. He wrapped his arms around me and snuggled close, and I secured him even tighter to me.

“I liked that,” Chris said. “A lot.”

“Me too.”

“I like you,” he whispered. “A lot.”

My heart started pounding so loud it was a miracle it didn’t burst from my chest. “Me too.”

“I’m still nervous about everything.” He waved a hand, then rested it over my heart. “But I thought you should… uh, know or whatever.”

I kissed the top of his head. “Thank you for telling me.”

Chapter Twenty-One

Christopher

So I’d told Jaxon I liked him, and the world hadn’t ended. That was nice. I had felt like it would, but apparently, that wasn’t an accurate feeling. Truly shocking. Also kind of surprising was my utter unwillingness to leave bed. I was usually up before the sun rose. I had a hard time not being busy or always moving. And yet… right now, I didn’t want to move. I wanted to stay right beside Jaxon.

His fingers were lazily tracing my spine and sending little shocks of pleasure through me, not enough to start anything, but more than enough to have me contentedly sighing. Jaxon didn’t seem any more inclined to leave the cozy bed than I was. We were existing in a perfect bubble, one I was hesitant to burst. It was almost as if I feared that once we stepped outside of our room, we’d have to go back to pretending instead of just being. Or maybe it was just that I feared I’d have to question each touch and wonder if it was because of the lie that had started whatever we currently were or because Jaxon actually liked me.

However, we couldn’t stay here forever. Besides, the sheer practical reasons of food and whatnot, both of us had classes, and we couldn’t very well miss all of them. Already, I felt awful that I’d missed my morning class. I never skipped lessons. Why pay to be here, only to then skip class? It had never made sense to me, though I was one of the few who felt this way.

“We need to get up,” I commented. I needed a shower. Cum facial while hot was not a scent I wanted to walk around wearing.

Jaxon just groaned, though his stomach growled. I chuckled, tucking my face against him. Before he could respond, his stomach released another huge rumble. I burst into peals of laughter. I peeked up at him, and his cheeks had turned bright blue, making me giggle. His stomach just continued to keep protesting, which fueled my amusement.

Fingers locking around me, Jaxon rolled. The bed creaked dangerously, but I ignored it in favor of staring up at him as his body stretched over me. Thankfully, he supported most of his own weight on his elbows, or else he’d have squished me. I cupped his cheeks, tracing the flush. My laughter quieted to a soft smile.

“Think that’s funny?” he asked.

I chuckled, making Jaxon smile. I touched the small quirk with my fingertips. “I think we should get you food before your stomach stages a revolt and just bursts free.”

He rolled his eyes.

“Maybe I should just give you a shot of Bro-tein.” I lifted my eyebrows.

“Oh, my god. Seriously?”

“I’m always serious about Bro-tein.”

Jaxon rolled off me, but not before shooting me a glare.

I didn’t let him get away and threw my arms around his neck, hanging off his back when he stood. “Dude, are you sure you don’t want some Bro-tein? It’s packed full of vitality.”

“Monster god,” he muttered.

“It is nice and creamy with a not-ass taste. All cruelty-free. Nope, just nice, hot pleasure.”

“Seriously, Chris?”