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Unbelievable!

He feels so good, and… I should really return the favor.

I swallow, not sure how I feel about that, but politeness dictates that I really should, right?

“Did you, um… want me to… kiss you? I mean, down there?”

He grins, I can feel his smile forming against my shoulder. “When you’re ready, Satch. And not before then.”

“But… what about you? I mean, don’t you deserve an orgasm too? I want you to be happy.”

His head pops up so he can look me in the eye. Brushing his finger down my cheek, he gives me another one of those affectionate smiles. “Watching you come makes me very happy.”

“Really?”

“Yes. It’s fucking sexy, and knowing I can do that to you makes me triumphant, baby. I don’t need you to do anything else for me tonight but stay.”

A warm buzz tingles through my chest. “You want me to stay all night?”

He kisses my lips—a delicate, tender peck—before whispering, “I want you to say all night.”

So that’s what I do.

It’s really not a hard decision.

In fact, it was a no-brainer.

As soon as he rolled me to my side and nestled in behind me, I was in heaven. His big arm came around me, tucking under my right breast before he scooted forward and curled his body around mine.

Who knew spooning could be the most comfortable way to sleep?

But we did.

We totally drifted off, holding each other tight, and Ididn’t wake until light filtered between the cracks in his curtains.

It was the craziest moment, coming to and realizing I was still lying beside Wily.

He’s snoring behind me, just a soft rumble. The air spurting out of his nose hits my naked shoulder, and I smile against the pillow.

This is too incredible for words!

I just had the best night of my life. And it’s all because of him.

Closing my eyes, I let out a sated breath, my insides tingling as I wonder how we’ll spend our day. Wily doesn’t have any football commitments, I don’t think, and we might have to squish in some studying, but other than that… we can do what we like.

Me? I wouldn’t mind staying naked, eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner in bed while playingMadden, watching movies, talking and?—

My phone starts buzzing and I wince, my head popping off the pillow as I search for it.

Must be in my jacket pocket.

Still wincing, I lift Wily’s deadweight arm from around my body, hoping not to disturb him. Rustling around in my coat pocket, I pull it out and see it’s a video call from my parents.

I should just let it ring and call them back later, but what if they phone when I’m in the middle of…

My cheeks flare red, and I decide to quickly get the call out of the way now.

Snatching Wily’s massive hoodie off the floor, I pull it on and slip out of the room.