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A shudder ripped through me as I replied with one word:You.

He would understand—Iknewhe would, same as I was sure he could take me outside my head and make me forget for a while.In that, at least, he’d proven himself trustworthy.

JJ:I’ll be done in a few minutes.I want you to go take a hot shower.Prep for me.Imagine about how I’m going to wreck your hole.But don’t touch your dick—that belongs to my ass tonight.

“Oh fuck.”I choked on the words, my mind instantly redirected to the lust brewing in my balls.Another flip fuck with the hottest man I’d ever seen.

Excitement curled in my belly, fluttering around like goddamned butterflies as I texted him my address.I ripped off my shirt while stalking toward the bathroom.JJ had told me he lived in Saugus, about fifteen minutes north of me.Add in time cleaning up from his gardening, and I had maybe a half hour to get ready for him.

My heart raced, but I slowed my movements, washing myself thoroughly inside and out.Even though I expected to be railed into tomorrow and to do the same for him, I couldn’t help looking forward to the quiet moments after fucking.Cuddling.Snuggling into his warmth.Practically purring as he caressed those large hands of his over my skin.

I trimmed the scruff on my cheeks and shoved enough lube up my ass that all he would have to do was push in.Steal my breath with his hands on my throat, my thoughts stuffed full of nothing but him.

Jesus, I’d never known such need.

Every muscle in my body trembled for him, what he could give me, and the quiet moments in between.After wrapping a towel around my waist, I stood in the middle of the room considering clothing.Wearing something meant a few extra seconds of delay with getting his dick up my ass.

The intercom rang before I could make a decision, so I left things as-is.

Easy access.

Heart pounding, I grabbed a condom off my bed stand and hurried on weak knees into my entryway where I pressed the button to buzz JJ in.

I refused to second-guess or question myself over my impulsive action.

A knock sounded, jolting me thoroughly into the present.A slow exhale did absolutely nothing to calm my jacked pulse as I palmed the door handle and pulled inward.

Chapter18

JJ

Mr.Roger’s front flower bed was just about finished up when Kellen had texted.The fact he’d reached out to me had blown my mind.I’d never expected to hear from him after how he’d cut off eye contact without a word and left the hotel room as though I’d been nothing more than a paying customer never to be thought of again.

Obviously that assumption wasn’t true.

His reaching out had shot insta-lust through my groin, and my grin had clued Mr.Rogers in that I’d gotten good news.He’d insisted we quit for the day after I’d admitted to him that I’d met someone.

“If he puts that kind of smile on your face, then he has my vote.”

I hadn’t taken the time to explain who or what Kellen could mean to me.Mr.Rogers had simply sent me on my way, wishing me luck.

I’d rushed through the fastest shower known to man, not showing my hard dick and tight balls any love other than a quick scrub.My hair still dripped as I jumped in my car and headed toward Kellen’s.

While trying not to speed down Route 1, I’d worked through my mind all the reasons he would hit me up for a hookup.He wanted my dick—and hopefully my hole too—but he had access to other men a few nights a week with his job.

So why me?

I’d asked what he needed, and he didn’t correct my choice of words.His contacting me wasn’t from want.He’d answered my question simply.

You.

I lay at the front of his mind when desperation urged him to act for whatever reason.Further proof?He hadn’t argued when I’d told him to get ready for me, simply dropped his address and nothing more as though suggesting I hurry.

When I pressed the intercom to be let into his building, he didn’t speak but unlocked the door for his apartment.

“Fuck.”I pressed down on my dick, grimacing at the ache while standing in front of his door, waiting for him to answer.I hoped like hell he wasn’t planning on drinks or chatting first—

The door opened, and my breath ripped from my lungs with a grunt.

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