Chapter 32

Jeff gave me a squeeze, rounded my truck, and got in before the bliss of his hand had even cooled on my dick and balls.

I slid into the cab. The drive was fast, automatic. I barely got time to stop and put the truck in park before we were out of it, kissing and pulling each other toward the door.

It took us a couple hours to move farther than the other side of the front door. A little longer to get to the bedroom. And there I learned all I needed to know about sex.

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In the morning, I woke to Jeff’s hand running up and down the hair on my chest. I felt relaxed, good, surprised.

“Hey, there.” Jeff propped himself up on an elbow to look down at me, his hand staying on my chest. “How’re you doing this morning?”

“Fine. Why? Shouldn’t I be?” I tried to stretch, but he was in the way and I didn’t want to move him.

He leaned in for a kiss.

“So no new aches and pains?” he asked with a twinkle in his eyes.