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Me: I can’t stop thinking about it. I’m sorry our night was ruined.

Phillip: Doesn’t have to be.

Me: Did you jerk off after I left?

Okay, so sending nudes—bad. Sexting—good. Apparently? I don’t know. I’m wound far too tightly, and I can’t take it anymore. I need to come, and the fastest way to do that is with Phillip.

Phillip: No.

Me: Liar.

He sends me a shocked GIF, and I chuckle, even as I squirt some lube into my hand and wrap it around my aching shaft.

Phillip: I didn’t. I wanted it to be with you.

Ngh.He can’t say things like that to me. It scrambles my brain.

Me: I’m here now.

A video call comes through, and I can’t answer it fast enough. As soon as I hit accept, I’m met with the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Phillip, lying totally naked on his bed, a hand wrapped around his glistening hard cock as he jerks himself off. All his muscles are pulled tight, and I just stare at him in absolute awe.

“Kellan...” He sounds breathless as his eyes meet mine through the screen. “This doesn’t work if you don’t do it too.”

I swallow hard, my mouth going totally dry at the sight. “I think you broke my brain.”

His sweet smile meets mine, and his hand stops moving. “You do this to me. I’ve never...” I like the pink forming on his cheeks. “I don’t do this ever. But...”

I start to stroke my own cock, making sure to kick off the sheets and aim the camera down to show him just what he does to me. “It’s a first for me too.”

He groans, low and deep, and holy shit, my cock jerks in my hand from the sound alone. “Good,” he gasps, his head falling back, but it’s like he’s fighting with himself—between getting lost in his own pleasure and watching mine. I know the feeling. “So good.”

I nod and start moving my hand faster, matching his speed. He’s the first to go over, and I watch in fascination as his cock explodes, his cum spraying over his taut abs. I try to keep it down, biting on my bottom lip as I follow him over, spurt after spurt of cum flowing from my cock, draining my full balls.

He watches, licking his lips, and I come some more, my whole body tensing and relaxing at the same time.

When I finish, I look right into his eyes, and he’s smiling right at me. “Best date ever.”

“Agreed.” I grab a tissue and start to clean up, but I don’t want to say goodnight yet. “I wish I was in your bed though.”

“Soon,” he says, and there’s a promise there that settles me. “See you tomorrow? I think I’m going to go take a shower. Maybe a hot bath.”

I whimper at the thought of sliding into a hot bath with him, having his naked body against mine. “Maybe that’s why I didn’t like the whole bath thing. You weren’t with me.”

His smile is sweet as he cocks his head to the side. “We’ll try that too. But also... warm water and bubbles.”

I grin. “It’s a date.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I nod exuberantly, because even knowing I won’t be able to touch him, I’m happy as hell to see his face any time.

It’s clear to me just how quickly I’m falling for him, and it’s all so new and scary—doomed to fail if I’m being honest—but I’m still clinging to the hope that maybe it can work out.

Another first for me. Having hope.

TWENTY

“You did not tattle on me to the social worker...” Raegan says when she sees me walking up to the store at the same time Kellan and she are.

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