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For a hot second, while the climax made me feel like I was swimming in a pool of euphoria, I wondered if we’d gone too far. If we’d been too intense. Because coming down from a high like this one tended to expose me. That was when I was vulnerable and couldn’t conceal my needy moments.
The fact that Ty didn’t move away from me right after he’d come gave me so much relief, and that was all the indication I needed of my own vulnerability. I normally didn’t give a crap. In fact, I preferred to sink into my personal space after sex, but…
I cleared my throat and exhaled shakily.
My heart was still pounding.
Toes fucking curling.
He really didn’t get off me. He did the opposite. He carefully withdrew his cock from my ass, then lowered himself over me even more, our bodies perfectly aligned and pressed against each other, and he trailed soft kisses along my neck and jaw.
I stretched out and flexed my fingers, realizing my nails had been pretty much embedded in his shoulder blades. Except for the hand that was currently trapped between us and soaked in come. Nice.
I wriggled it free and—
Didn’t get far at all. Ty caught my wrist and licked and nuzzled my palm, only for him to come back at me with a deep, hard kiss that tasted of me.
Who the fuck was this man?
Swept away by his post-fuck affection, I got my arms around him and dragged my fingers along his back, and I got lost in the kiss that turned languid and downright silly. I couldn’t keep from smiling, and it made him smile too.
We shivered and cuddled and smiled and kissed.
It was the most bizarre thing.
“Give me one reason why we shouldn’t just pass out here,” I murmured.
He took a deep breath and dipped lower to kiss my neck. “I can give you three. Food—I’m starvin’. I have to walk Terra. And I gotta check in with the others and pretend I’m a decent host.”
“I can tell them you’re a wonderful host.”
He chuckled and rested his forehead to mine. “You think Macklin will say the same when I kidnap his boyfriend for the night?”
Oooh, I wanted to hear more about that. We were spending the night together?
I was all for it.
“We support each other’s quest for awesome play with Tops,” I said.
Amusement lit his beautiful eyes. “Interestin’ dynamic.”
“Very—let’s get back to kissing,” I suggested.
He grinned and dipped down slowly, maintaining eye contact till his lips brushed against mine.
I sighed contentedly and closed my eyes.
There wasn’t a chance in hell we’d go back to the house and not get any comments…
Ty and I didn’t see the extent of…our physical state…until another outdoor shower had cleared the gin fog and washed us clean.
We had marks everywhere.
His back was so scratched up, he might as well call me kitty.
I was mildly embarrassed about that.
The corner of his lip was red where I’d bitten him. At some point, I’d scratched his neck too. And his chest. His thighs… Arms, ass, hands.
“I’m gonna say it was the lizard,” I said, stepping into a clean pair of boxer briefs.
Ty smirked. “Did the lizard choke you out too? You’re bruisin’ all over.”
Well, that was different. “No, that’s on you. But I look good. You look like I don’t trim my nails.” And I fucking did.
I was especially happy about the handprints he’d left on my thighs and hips. He claimed I had some on my ass too, but I’d need a mirror to see them. Same with the alleged marks on my throat—I needed to see them too. ASAP.
My third pair of shorts for the day followed, so at this rate, I would have to do laundry this week. But no tee, despite it being a little chilly. Ty had left some scratches too, and so had the monitor lizard, and fabric over protrusions in the skin was one of the most uncomfortable things ever.
Ty chuckled and nodded up the boardwalk. “Let’s get back to the others before I give you more bruises.”
Uh.
I stayed right where I was.
He grinned and rolled his eyes. “Today, short stuff. Gimme your towel. I’ll throw it on the deck when we pass the boat.”
Fine. If he insisted.
He kept his towel around him since he hadn’t brought a change of clothes. Bad planning, if you asked me. Every lizard hunt should result in sex and a new wardrobe.
We heard the music before the porch came into view, and someone was commenting, “He went out like a light,” which sounded like Lucas.
“This is why I’m not a Little,” Macklin said. “Fuck bedtimes.”
“Yeah, that’s the only reason,” one of the Tenleys drawled. I was just gonna assume it was always Reese who spoke.
“Kit only has bedtimes on workdays,” Colt replied. “They’re good for him.”
“But he’s missing all the fun,” Mack argued.
