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The pleasure was too much. It felt too damn good, and Harry’s orgasm barrelled into him like a tidal wave. He thrust in deep, one last time—his cock was so impossibly hard—and he came.
Asher moaned. “Oh God, yes.” And when Harry collapsed on top of him, still inside him, Asher wrapped his arms around him and kissed Harry’s neck, his shoulder. He even rolled his hips, clearly trying to coax more movement out of Harry, and when Harry began to pull out, Asher wrapped his legs around him. “Stay inside me.”
Harry never wanted to leave.
Then Asher ran his hand down to Harry’s ass, giving it a good squeeze, until he reached down further and touched fabric. “You’re still wearing jeans?”
“And boots.” Harry’s chuckle became a groan as his senses came back to him. He kissed Asher’s neck, his jaw, his mouth. They kissed, slow and languid. There was no urgency now. Just tenderness and emotions Harry wasn’t ready to name.
When he slipped out of him, he rolled them onto their sides, still holding Asher in his arms. Asher nestled his head on Harry’s arm, burrowing into his chest, and he inhaled. “God, we need to shower.”
Harry laughed, rubbing circles on Asher’s back. “Or we could sleep first.”
Asher hummed contentedly. “I don’t want to inflate your ego, and I fear that this will, but that was maybe the best sex I’ve ever had.”
Harry tightened his hold on him, preening at the compliment. “Consider my ego inflated.”
“All credit should go to your dick, not you.”
Harry snorted. “Consider my ego deflated.”
He sighed out a contented sound, his words mumbled. “I’m tired.”
Harry hadn’t opened his eyes yet. “Same. We could just rest a while.”
“Thought we were going to take it in shifts to sleep,” he mumbled.
“I’ll keep one eye open,” Harry lied. Both eyes were very much shut. But he had Asher in his arms, they were safe—for the moment, at least. They had shared something just now, an intimacy Harry had never felt before. It was more than just human touch, or physical release.
It was something else. Something that made his heart thump, something that began to bloom under his ribs and settle in his bones.
Harry wasn’t giving this up for anyone.
* * *
Harry hadn’t meantto fall asleep. He figured maybe he’d doze a little, but both he and Asher slept like the dead for hours. It was his stomach that woke him up.
And the body heat of another man who happened to be plastered to him. Asher was still pressed in tight, his arm heavy across Harry’s ribs, and he was sound asleep.
His dark lashes, his closed eyelids, his high cheekbones, parted lips.
Asher was so attractive when he slept. Well, he was attractive when he was awake too, unless he was driving Harry crazy. But asleep? He was peaceful and so beautiful.
He was also completely naked.
Harry could have lain there and watched him forever, but that wasn’t a luxury they had.
He peeled his arm out from under Asher’s head. He fussed and mumbled his grievance, but Harry needed to get up.
“What are you doing?” Asher mumbled, his eyes barely open but a decent scowl of disapproval on his face.
“I need a piss, and I need food.” He began unlacing his boots. “And a shower.”
“Hmm.” Asher scrubbed a hand over his face. “When you go into the bathroom, tell me if the shower is big enough for two.”
Harry smiled, looking over his shoulder to get a full-body look at a very naked Asher.Christ, he was so perfect.“Don’t tempt me.”
Asher chuckled and rolled onto his side, pulling a pillow under his head, and he wiggled his ass. “Well, I’m still very well lubricated, considering I have my comeandyours in me.”
