Chapter 49

His eyes lit up, and he gave me a parting peck on the lips.

I had never felt as giddy as I did right then, having just had sex…with Jeremy.

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A fresh cup of coffee was delivered to the bathroom door after I flushed. We took a few sips, setting down the cups, then started his shower—a large tiled affair with a jet on the ceiling and two hitting us from each side. Heaven. In his arms.

We washed one another with tender, sensual hands. Jeremy was especially gentle around my asshole, spending extra time exploring with his fingers. As he probed and rubbed, he watched my expression to gauge my reactions.

“I’m touching your asshole, now, Theodore,” he marvelled, smiling like a schoolboy.

We kissed anew, his finger sliding inside me, up to the second knuckle. I gasped, squeezing him tight. My muscles contracted around his finger, wanting him deeper.

“Fuck me again, Jer!”

“I thought you said your ass wasn’t up to it.”

“Fuck that. I want it now.”