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“Are you bleeding?”
“No, I’m okay.” I sit up and take the ice off my face. Seymour is sitting on the floor next to Scott, just watching everything going on. He’s a good pup.
“Okay, we’re going to go back to the dorms,” Paul tells everyone. “We’ve had about enough excitement as we can handle for one day.”
The guys chuckle, and I say good night, then reach for Paul’s hand and let him lead me from the restaurant.
“That could have gone worse,” I say.
“What are you talking about?”
“Telling everyone we’re married.” I shrug. “It could have gone worse.”
“I’m going to tell myself not to read the comments on our posts. I’m sure there’s some dickheads on there.”
“Fuck them.” I pull Paul closer and wrap my arm around his lower back. “They don’t matter. The only opinions that count are yours and mine.”
“And Seymour Butts.”
I laugh so hard I have to brace myself on my knees. I did not expect that answer or for Paul to say Butts. Best name choice ever.
I’m still chuckling when we get to the elevator and into our room.
“I don’t know what you were worried about. My name picking ability is on point. His name is perfection.” I pull off my jacket and start unbuttoning my shirt when Paul stops me.
“I’ve always wanted to do this,” he says quietly as he undresses me. My nose is still throbbing a little, and I know we can’t have sex yet, but him touching me, looking at me like this, is making it hard to remember that. His fingers dance over my skin, teasing me with the touch he knows I crave.
“I don’t have the energy for much, but I just want to touch you tonight.” Paul’s eyes drag over my body like a physical caress.
“But I get to come, right?” My dick is already hard and wanting attention.
He chuckles and leans forward to place open-mouth kisses on my chest.
“Please,” I whimper.
“Shhh,” he says against my skin.
Paul gets me undressed, kissing and nipping at the exposed skin until I’m naked while he’s still dressed. He pulls me against him, the fabric of his suit rubbing my skin is strange, but I like it.
“Are you going to get naked too?” I run the back of my pointer finger down the buttons of his shirt.
“You do it.” His gaze locks on mine, and I quickly open his shirt without looking away. I slide the shirt and jacket off his shoulders and hang them up before opening his pants. He toes off his shoes so I can get the rest of his clothes off.
I take in his body, the long, muscle-packed thighs, the tight, trim abdomen, wiry arms, and defined pecs. His body screams speed and agility. One of the puncture marks from his surgery is bruised, but the other two are just a little red. So far it looks like they're healing up well.
Paul takes my hand and pulls me to the bed. Normally, he lies down first so I can lie on him, but I don’t want to put my weight on his injury, so I climb on first.
“Roll over,” he tells me, and I flip to my stomach. I don’t know what he’s going to do, but it doesn’t matter. I trust him.
Paul straddles my thighs, resting his cock on my crack, and leans forward to pepper my shoulders with kisses. Sometimes he bites, sometimes he sucks, but most of it is light kisses.
“I love your shoulders,” he whispers against my skin. “You’re so strong, powerful.”
I smile into the pillow and wait to see what he does next. Paul licks down my spine and digs his fingers into the muscles of my ass. It feels amazing to have those muscles massaged, even if it doesn’t last very long.
“This,” he cups my ass and jiggles it, “is a work of art.”
I snort as he bites me, not hard, just barely pressing his teeth into my flesh.
