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His warm mouth had sent sparks crackling through me. I was weak to his touch. Anything he wanted, I would have given him.

Remembering as he swallowed me, I pulled down my pants and stroked my cock. I could feel him touching me now. His broad body was all over me. His large hands gripped my chest. The tip of my dick pushed into his throat.

Stroking harder and faster, my breath increased until I could hear myself moan. I couldn’t help it. The thought of Titus was overwhelming. And when my toes curled and an itch shot from my inner thigh and tightened my balls, I exploded letting out a yelp as I did.

Out of breath, my mind swirled. I couldn’t think of anything but pleasure. Thoughts of Titus floated around me. I ached knowing he wasn’t there to hold me. His absence from my tingling body nearly drove me insane with desire.

Why had I sent Titus away instead of fighting for him? Why had I chosen Sey when I knew that there was only one person I could love?

I needed to make this better somehow. I needed to have him back. What I had planned for his town meeting was a start but it wasn’t going to be enough.

It was as I thought about it in my orgasmic afterglow that I eventually fell asleep. And when I woke up the next morning remembering what day it was, I popped open my eyes ready for the rest of my life to begin.

Getting out of bed, I rushed to my travel bag double checking that everything was still there. It was. After heading to the bathroom and getting ready for the day, I left for the kitchen finding Cage.

He and I had never spent much time together. I had always only thought of him as Quin’s incredibly hot quarterback boyfriend. That didn’t leave us much to talk about now.

“Morning,” I said joining him at the stove.

“Morning. How did you sleep?” he asked politely.

“Sleep? What’s this sleep thing you speak of?”

Cage chuckled. “You not sleep well? Was the bed not comfortable?”

“Oh, no,” I said reassuring him by resting my hand on his shoulder. “Oh!” I said suddenly distracted by how hard his muscles were.

“Are you squeezing my boyfriend’s shoulder?” Quin asked from behind me.

I turned around finding Quin looking at me strangely.

“Quin? I… ah… Fine, you caught me. This is exactly what it looks like and now I’m in love with your boyfriend. Sorry, not sorry?”

Quin stared at me tensely for a second and then shrugged and walked to us.

“You’ll have to fight every girl and half the guys at the high school he coaches at. But if you win, give me a call,” he said brushing past me and kissing his man good morning.

“Well, I’m not gonna go through all of that,” I said retreating to a stool at the kitchen island.

“Speaking of fighting for your man,” Quin began, “you and Titus looked pretty cozy last night.”

I smiled. “Didn’t we?”

“So, are you going to be doing anything about it or was it just for show?”

“For show? What do you mean?”

Quin and Cage exchanged looks.

“What?”

They didn’t respond.

“What?”

“Cage, do you want to take this one?” Quin asked.

I turned to Cage confused.

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