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“Move in with me,” the plea, fresh on my mind after the talk with Parker, slipped from my lips as my orgasm raced closer.

“What?”he cried, his hips shuddering.

“Move in with me.At Stanford.Give me your body every goddamn day.”

“Aiden, I…” he whimpered.“I can’t answer that right now.”

“Why not?”

“Fuck, baby, I’m about to come.”

“I love you,” I whispered, and he tipped over the edge, his cock pulsing against my palm, warm, sticky cum pouring out of him as his eyes rolled back.

“Oh god,” he groaned as I kept stroking us, chasing my own orgasm, which came only a moment later.“I love you, Ai.”

As we stood there, staring into each other's eyes for a minute, recovering, I realized something.“You don’t have to answer right now.About moving in together.”

“I don’t?”He blinked, water dripping from his eyelashes.

“Yeah.I wanted you to know.I’ll send you the details when we get home, and you can decide.”

He grinned.“You hate things undecided.”

“I’m turning over a new leaf.”I leaned forward and kissed him again.“Also, I know that you’ll be spending most of your time in my bed, wherever your official residence is.”

“Is that so?”he asked, eyes sparkling.

“Yep.Because you love me enough that I’m not afraid anymore.”I tugged him close and kissed his forehead.“It’ll all work out.”

“It might be harder than you think.I’m a year or more behind you in school, so I have to stay at Stanford longer than you.”

I glared at him, narrowing my eyes.“It’ll all work out.Say it.”

“It’ll all work out,” he said, grinning up at me.“You’re not secretly freaking out right now, are you?”

“Nope.Even if we have to work to make it happen, I have faith in us,” I said.“Faith in our love.”

Jay beamed at me, and that one big smile was worth everything we’d gone through to be together.

“Besides,” I added.“I’ve discovered how good your dick feels inside me.Can’t stop me now.”

Jay narrowed his eyes.“I’m the bottom.I need to be fucked, Aiden.”

“Most of the time,” I agreed, turning off the shower and reaching for a towel, drying my cute little bottom off.

“All the time.I can’t live without it.I need you deep inside me to survive.”

“That’s a little dramatic,” I said.“But I like it.”And I couldn’t help myself.I dropped to my knees and ate him out until he was hard and writhing for me again.My boyfriend loved to be tongue-fucked, and he made the cutest noises as he gripped the shower curtain rod and rode my face.

When he was good and ready, I stood and pinned him to the shower wall, his back against my chest, and drove roughly into him.

“I’m gonna miss this,” I whispered, thrusting harder and faster.

“You’ll still have it.Always,” Jay breathed.And he turned his head and we kissed with a wild, desperate need as we came together.

thirty-nine

Jay

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