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I wasn’t surprised. Drake had always topped me in my fantasies. I would be perfectly content to bottom for him every day—twice a day—until I breathed my last.

He stepped into the shower and held out his hand to me. The longing in his eyes revealed our thoughts and emotions toward one another aligned.

My heart had already been ruined for anyone but him.

But we could never be free together in the way I’d always wanted: accepted and loved by our families.

Chapter 17

Drake

I washed Preston from head to cute toes, kissing every inch I mapped out with suds and trickling water. His sweet ass tempted me to have another little taste, but I knew if I started anything, we’d end up fucking again.

I’d been serious about needing rest.

Exhaustion had lined Preston’s eyes when he’d shown up at my hotel room’s door, but no fucking way would I have been able to sleep without being inside him first.

Our lovemaking in the beginning and the harsh fucking on its heels proved a better reality than any daydream I’d cooked up in the years since I’d met him. Even though I stood close to six inches taller than him, his longer torso allowed us to fit together perfectly. His mouth was in easy reach while I’d driven us both out of our minds with slow, teasing strokes.

And his ass…

Fuck, I’d never had anything so lush, so hot, clasping at my dick.

I wanted him bare. Needed to feel him skin on skin with nothing between us.

Pressing against his back, I rubbed my hands over his slightly swelled pecs, down to his soft cock and balls. “Are you negative, baby?” I murmured against his ear.

“Yeah. You?”

“Yeah. Elite provides a full panel every week, and I never go without condoms. Ever.”

“Neither have I.”

“Next time…” I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him tight.

Preston nodded against my shoulder before turning his face toward me. “I trust you.”

“Same.” I sucked the shower water off his lips, top and bottom, before pressing my mouth to his in a chaste, lingering kiss. “We need to sleep first.”

He huffed and pouted, making me chuckle.

“Come on. I’ll get us towels and tuck you into bed.”

I did as promised, smiling as two yawns cracked Preston’s jaw before I got him between the soft sheets.

He curled up on his side, and I flicked off the light and climbed in behind him where I belonged. Still grinning, I pulled him in closer against my chest, his hips and ass cradled by my groin and thighs.

A relieved sigh sagged him in my arms, and I closed my eyes, my nose against his wet hair.

“Feel free to push that perfect dick of yours back into my ass during the night if you need to,” he whispered. “You don’t even have to wake me up first. Just lube up and slide right in.”

I groaned, squeezing him tighter. “Kinky fucker.”

“Mmm,” he agreed, sounding sleepy.

“Good night, baby.”

“Night,” he murmured.

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