Page 65 of Three Reasons


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“More like grumpy and antsy.”

“Fine,” he stated on a sarcastic sigh. “But when this semester is over…”

“Yes, Sean. A thousand times, yes.”

I lay in silence, watching moonlight bathe Sean’s face where he rested on the pillow beside mine. We hadn’t discussed sleeping over. He’d simply crawled into my bed and curled around my back as though he belonged there.

I definitely didn’t hate his assumption. And while I’d never been the small spoon, I’d found my new favorite place to be. Wrapped up in Sean’s arms was nothing short of heaven. His hairy thigh between mine, his warm, damp exhales on my nape, and his hand splayed over my stomach became a reality I honestly couldn’t remember not having. He filled up space around me, inside me, to the point he owned my thoughts.

Once he’d drifted off and rolled away in his sleep, I turned to take him in and memorize how he looked at rest in my bed. Nothing overwhelmed him in that moment, no worry over Elite and what they would face in the morning if Jackson Zerig wasn’t found.

We both had classes, but Sean planned on skipping them to be with his brother Micah for when the call came in—either news of Zerig’s demise or his unleashing what could be damaging to their family business.

Sean had told me he’d stopped escorting, and I wondered if he missed having men at his disposal. My brain wanted to agonize. What if I wasn’t enough for him after the newness of what we shared wore off or if he only planned on fucking me from his system and moving on?

The thought of a Sean-less future?

I went cold, my heart slowing and chest aching. Needing to feel connected to the life he’d created inside my dead soul, I leaned in, uncaring if I roused him from sleep. I had to breathe him into my lungs until he became so damned intertwined with me that he couldn’t escape. My lips brushed over his parted ones, and he sighed, shifting in his sleep.

But he didn’t wake, and I didn’t push to steal his quiet slumber.

Tenderness swelled inside me, and I moved hair off his forehead.

Sean was beyond beautiful, and even when his spirited nature lay deep beneath sleep, he filled me with yearning.

Life stirred in my groin, but I ignored my cock rising between my thighs.

I wanted him rested for when the sun rose, so I let him be, closed my eyes, and eventually found oblivion.

My senses returned with a jolt as wet heat closed over my cock. Strong hands grasped my thighs, keeping me still, and I groaned at the massive man-made tent between my blanket-covered thighs.

“Sean…” I moaned his name as he suckled on me, enticing my length to swell fully on his tongue.

“Mmm,” he hummed a good morning, the bob of his head beneath the comforter a beautiful thing to wake up to. But even better?

I ripped the blankets off him and drank in the sight of sleepy blue eyes peering up over my torso as he sucked on my length. Our gazes clashed, and he stole my breath as usual.

Grasping hold of his face, I enjoyed the hell out of the morning blow job he gifted me.

His tongue toyed with my frenum, a twinkle lighting his eyes.

Feeling a little adventurous, I spread my thighs wider, planting my feet on the mattress and granting him access to what he’d said he wanted. Perhaps I was a little…curious.

Lust darkened his orbs, his pupils swelling. In normal Sean fashion, he didn’t ask permission, simply went for it, trailing fingertips over my balls, rubbing along my taint, and eventually feathering at my pucker with a soft tickle.

A rush of adrenaline woke me fully, and I swallowed hard, forcing myself to relax.

Sean popped off my cock and watched me while gently stroking my dry hole.

Shouldn’t I have felt lust shooting through me? My dick bucking in his other hand at the very least as he massaged my asshole?

“Sean, I’m not sure…”

“It’s okay, Teach. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” He held my gaze and started giving me those sucking kisses he’d spoken of. Wet and open-mouthed, his smooches ranged from the back of my dick to my inner thighs.

Legs grasped and shoved wide, he made himself intimately acquainted with my groin. He nuzzled my sac, inhaling and groaning his approval of my musk.

“Fucking hell, Teach, you smell so good.”

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