Chapter 65

After a few more kisses, he collapsed beside me and I laid my head on his shoulder. “That was…” I said.

“Yeah.”

Eventually, he got out of bed and returned with a wet towel and cleaned me up. Then he crawled back into bed and snuggled close. With our limbs entwined, we fell asleep.

* * * *

When I woke up, the bed was empty, but Beckett couldn’t have been up for long. His pillow still had a Beckett-shaped indentation and I burrowed my nose into it and inhaled. His scent lingered, too. Memories of the night before flooded my mind, and my dick twitched, eager to do that—and more—again and again. A happy smile spread on my face, and I stretched my limbs, doing my best to wake up my body. I lingered for another minute, before jumping out of bed, hurrying into the bathroom, splashed some water on my face and finger-brushed my teeth.