It wasn’t that kind of summer fling. If you’re hung up on Eric of all people, you seriously need to get laid.”
“It hasn’t been that long.” Damn, I’m killing it with the honesty thing today. Mature sex “I was talking about here.” Then he pushed back into me. Xander was a twenty-three year old business major from Tampa spending the summer housesitting for a friend. It might have felt nice if I wasn’t so god damn pissed. “Fuck yeah. His drool-worthy muscles allowed him to keep himself propped up and balanced with only one arm while the other was free to explore my body. Every time I even got close, he backed off until I came back down. “Eighteen, and I was eighteen when we met, but does that really matter?”
He quickly crossed the small distance I had put between us and caressed my face with his hands.
