The barbecue ended with hugs and promises to do it again soon.
Mom insisted Alex stay the night.
“It’s late, and you’ve had a beer!” so he took the guest room down the hall from mine.
I lay in bed, p***y still throbbing from the pool house pounding, sheets twisted around my legs, replaying every brutal thrust.
Sleep wasn’t happening.
At 1:14 a.m. my phone buzzed.
Alex
Door’s unlocked.
Come here. Now.
I was out of bed before I finished reading, barefoot in just an oversized T-shirt and panties, heart hammering so loud I swore Mom would hear it through the walls.
His door was cracked open, a sliver of moonlight cutting across the bed.
I slipped inside and shut it behind me with a soft click.
Alex was waiting, shirtless, sweatpants slung low, c**k already tenting the fabric.
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