“Oh yeah.”I grinned too. We kissed for a bit longer.”When do you leave? Gay sex His face twisted in surprise, even as I came inside him. He moaned my name more than once. Are they current?” he clarified.”Yeah. Realistically, if this guy showed up and matched the photos, those briefs weren’t going to stay on long enough to matter.His hotel was about fifty minutes from mine, give or take and like some kind of punctual sex god, he arrived in forty-nine.I opened the door and, for a brief second, genuinely wondered if I’d accidentally conjured him. I could go for six. That kind of kiss that makes you question whether this is just a hookup, or the beginning of something that might destroy you in all the right ways. Third time’s the charm,” he said, kissing me again before leaving.I floated through the rest of that day with that stupid post-sex buzz that makes you check your phone every ten minutes just to make sure they haven’t vanished. “Me too.”He kissed me again, slower this time. Then I sped up. I kissed him, licked his neck, his ears, his mouth again.
