Did he taste how you imagined?”I clenched my fists, jaw tight. Maybe ten, fifteen minutes. Gay porn Time passed. Fuck you for making me feel this way. His hand landed on my shoulder, firm. The screen lit up the dark room. “I can Uber home.”“To where?” he cut in. My heart dropped to my stomach.They disappeared.Came back.Then the message appeared from Jason.I know you’re here. Just locked my phone, slid it under my towel, and stepped out of the steam. The door creaked softly under my palm.I don’t know what I expected. It was the same and it wasn’t. Maybe ten, fifteen minutes. My palms pressed to his hips for balance. Did he taste how you imagined?”I clenched my fists, jaw tight. I stared at it too long. “Yeah, okay.”“You think I’m joking?” he smirked. The way his body jerked if I used my tongue right under the head. You’re not gonna sleep on the sidewalk.”I didn’t say anything.“Come on,” he said, already opening his car door. Like it had been waiting for me to come to my senses.I didn’t knock. I’m gonna pass out as soon as I hit the bed.
