Graduation was only days away. The end hung over us like a shadow, but tonight we ignored it. Reece texted me one line: “My place. 8pm. Last time.”
I showed up right on time, heart racing. He opened the door wearing nothing but gray sweatpants, his broad chest bare, c**k already half-hard under the fabric. No words. He pulled me inside, locked the door, and kissed me slow and deep. His big hands cupped my face like I was something precious. Our tongues moved together, tasting, remembering.
We made it to his bedroom without rushing. He undressed me piece by piece, kissing every inch of skin he uncovered. My neck, my chest, my stomach. He dropped to his knees and took my c**k into his warm mouth, sucking me slow and gentle, tongue swirling around the head. I moaned softly, fingers in his d
