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After giving me one last deep kiss with a satisfied little grunt, he sat up and tugged his hair free from its messy bun. I’d pulled half the strands loose already. His eyes were heavy and sleepy with satiation, and when I struggled upright, I realised how worn out I was too.

And now that we were… done, I didn’t really know what was supposed to happen next.

“Uh… do you want some water or anything?” I asked awkwardly, scooting to the edge of the bed and standing up on trembling legs. “Before you go.”

I winced when it came out curter than I’d meant it. It wasn’t like I was desperate for him to go, but at the same time, I didn’t really know what we’d do if he stayed. It would just be weird. We still weren’t friends. We didn’t hang out. Except that one time, but I hadn’t exactly enjoyed myself—too hungover and tense. At least until my cock had ended up in his hand.

“Kicking me out already, handsome?” Dan asked with a chuckle as he languidly climbed off the bed. But he didn’t sound remotely offended, so I just flashed him a grin as I pulled on my pyjama pants.

“Nah, I’m okay thanks, kitten,” he said around a yawn, scratching his stomach. Once I’d slipped on my T-shirt, he nodded at the front of it with a tiny smile. “What’s Humandatory?”

“Uh, just… a game.” I flushed, a hint of tension creeping into my frame. Was he going to tease me about it? He was still Dan Ewen. “Like, this roleplaying game. My friends and I play it together,” I added, a touch defensively.

He just nodded, shoving back his messy hair. “Sounds fun. Is that what you do on Monday nights?”

“Yeah.” Gradually, I relaxed again.

Dan grinned at me before looking down at his naked frame, hands on his hips. My belly clenched when I followed his gaze. He was just so big. And muscular. Tanned all over. His cock was relaxed now, and my tongue pressed hard to the roof of my mouth as I eyed it.

“Left all my clothes downstairs.” He chuckled.

I cleared my throat as I finally dragged my gaze away, then dryly said, “Not like you were wearing much to begin with.”

He laughed and turned for the door. “Very true, kitten.”

My gaze immediately dropped to his ass as I followed him out of the bedroom. Fuck, he had a nice ass. A really nice ass. All pert and round and muscular, with those faint hollows at the sides.

I kind of wanted to touch it. Squeeze it. Maybe smack it a little to see if it jiggled at all or was rock hard and didn’t move an inch.

I was still staring at it when we reached the bottom of the stairs. Dan sauntered over to the pile of his clothes by the front door, stretching with another yawn. When he bent over to grab his sweatpants, I saw his balls hanging between his thighs and the shadowy dip between his ass cheeks. My cock twitched in my pyjama pants.

“You heading to work at the normal time tomorrow?” he asked casually as he pulled his sweatpants up his legs then reached for his cropped tee.

“Uh… yeah,” I answered vacantly, because I was still thinking about his ass.

He grinned at me when his head emerged from the neck of his shirt. “Wanna go in together?” Then he paused and made a face. “Actually, maybe not. We’ll get the line-up tomorrow and I reckon Hogbody will work us extra hard because we called him out on his sexist name-calling last week. I’ll probably end up staying late.”

“Sounds like it’ll be fun.” I smiled wryly, ignoring the disappointment making my gut sink. Then I found myself blurting, “You could come over when you get back.” Heat rushed to my cheeks, so I aimed for a casual shrug. “I mean, if you want. I don’t have plans, so… we could…”

He slowly smiled as I suppressed my cringe. Was I being too eager? Did he think I was, like… interested in him or something? Because I wasn’t. I just wanted to get my dick sucked again. Come so hard I almost blacked out. It wasn’t any deeper than that. I wasn’t interested in Dan.

A flare of guilt crept into my gut as soon as I thought it, and I fidgeted anxiously as he sauntered closer. This whole casual, no-strings, no-relationship thing was going to be an adjustment. I wasn’t used to it. But that was exactly what it was, so I didn’t need to feel guilty. He wasn’t interested in me like that either.

“I was about to suggest the same thing,” he murmured when he reached me, sliding his fingers through my hair and cupping the back of my head. He dipped down to take my mouth, pressing his tongue unhurriedly inside. The kiss was slow and languid but somehow still utterly filthy, and I was panting by the end of it.

He dropped a final kiss on my cheek, this one friendlier and more playful, then stepped back to turn for the door. “Maybe see you at work tomorrow, handsome. But I’ll definitely see you tomorrow night.”

“Y-yeah.” I trailed after him, still a little dazed.

He collected his shoes and socks, then opened the front door and grinned back at me over his shoulder. “Night, neighbour.”

My mouth twitched, and I shot him a wry smile back as I held the door open. “Night.”

Chapter Thirty-One

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