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opposite Will and being able to look at him as much as I wanted.
    By the time we got home, all I wanted was him. He followed me around as I locked up, his hands on my waist under my shirt, ready to strip it off. Will made me feel like a virgin cheerleader with the captain of the football team—I worshiped him, and I wanted him more than I’d ever allow myself to admit.
    “Thank you.”
    “For what?” he asked, pushing the bar through my nipple back and forth.
    “Everything.”
    “You forget, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. So really, there’s nothing to thank me for.”
    I had to laugh at that, even though my eyes were filled with stars and him. I grabbed hold of his hips and pulled him onto the bed, on top of me, and then my lips were on his and nothing else mattered.
    Clothes were discarded all over the room as we kissed, slow and easy in contrast to the sharp movements of our fingernails on each other’s skin. I wanted him inside me again, that easy reconnection and confirmation of our relationship. Nothing told me I was his quite like this.
    “Too long,” he murmured as his mouth traveled over my chest, kissing and licking and biting softly, teasing me and making me curl my fingers into his sides. “It’s been way too long.”
    “I know. I’m sorry.”
    “It’s not something you have to apologize for, Jesse,” he said, hauling himself up on his arms so his body covered mine completely.
    “I know,” I repeated.
    “Where,” Will asked as he kissed down my chest, “might I find some lube?”
    I laughed breathlessly as he started to tease my cock. “Shit. Um…. Will, I can’t think when you’re doing that.”
    “Sorry.”
    He didn’t move his hands, though, and raised his eyebrow in a question.
    “Bathroom. Bathroom!” I gasped as he started to massage and squeeze my balls, a bit tighter than what was comfortable.
    “Mm. Be right back.”
    He rolled elegantly off the bed, and I admired the view of his ass disappearing round the corner. For a guy who was a confirmed top until he met me, he really did have a deliciously tight rear end. It was almost a shame I’d never let anyone else get near it.
    When he came back, Will had the tube of lubricant in his hand and an already shiny cock. I pushed any disappointment that I wasn’t going to get to suck it this time out of my head and found my legs spreading unconsciously, without me telling them to do it.
    Will was smirking as he settled down next to me, pushing his slick fingers against my hole without preamble, while he cupped my jaw and turned my head to meet his kisses.
    “Ready,” I told him breathlessly. “I’m ready.”
    I’d been ready for hours. Weeks. It was one thing I’d never felt ashamed of—wanting him was an extension of loving him. Sex was a way of being incredibly close to each other. He didn’t stop kissing me as he moved between my legs and I wrapped them around his waist, opening myself for him.
    “Love you, Jess,” he whispered as he pushed inside me, his cock stretching and twisting and hurting just a little bit. I curled my arms around his back, clinging to him, urging him on, lifting my body to meet his.
    I couldn’t quite find my voice to tell him I loved him too. He knew that, though, and my lips managed to give him the message with a slow, careful kiss rather than words. He understood.
    “Missed you,” he said. His nose traced the path from my collarbone to earlobe. “I missed being with you like this.”
    “Me too. Not again.”
    “No. I’m keeping you close now.”
    And I was. Close, that was. Our chests were pressed close together, making it almost impossible for me to get a hand on my cock. Any pleasure I wanted needed to come from the movement of Will inside me, and fuck, did he know how to make that feel good.
    The months apart seemed to melt away as we rocked together, Will instinctively knowing how to turn me on. I tightened my hands around his arms and lifted into his thrusts, taking