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CHAPTER 92: The Heat Felt Good
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“Well…” I began, tugging the oversized hem of the plain black t-shirt I was drowning in, “then I would have to need some changes of clothing.”Captain turned from where he was slipping on his shoes, looked me up and down once, and smirked—slowly, like he was enjoying what he saw way more than he was letting on.I was in his clothes. His shirt, which came down halfway to my thighs, and a pair of soft gym shorts that kept slipping down my hips because the drawstring was shot and he didn’t own a belt. My legs were bare. I probably looked ridiculous, like someone who’d been kicked out of their own house and was now loitering in a department store.But he didn’t laugh. He grinned.“Could’ve fooled me,” he said, eyes lingering on my legs for a little too long. “You wear it better than I do.”“Shut up,” I muttered, tugging the hem lower. “I look like a kid who snuck into his big brother’s closet.”Captain cocked his head. “Kinda hot, actually.”I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, which jus
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The first thing that hit me when I stepped out of the bathroom—still warm and foggy from the shower, cheeks flushed pink from the heat—was that Captain had cleaned the entire room.Like, actually cleaned it.No more chaotic mess of twisted sheets, no socks hiding under the bed, no stray T-shirt hanging off the chair like a forgotten flag of war. The pillows had been fluffed and arranged with near-military precision, the floor was clear, and that damp shirt I definitely saw crumpled in the corner? Gone. In its place, a subtle, clean scent lingered—something soft and soapy, probably his detergent, floating on the air like a quiet reminder that someone had been here.I stood there for a beat, towel still snug around my waist, droplets of water sliding lazily down my spine. My hair was dripping onto the floor, but I couldn’t stop staring.Then—just like that—a smile tugged at the corners of my mouth before I even realized it.I padded across the wooden floor, the boards cool against my da
Breaking The Ice Between Us CHAPTER 92: The Heat Felt Good
My hand had slid from his throat into his hair, fingers curling tight as I yanked without holding back—digging in like I wanted to rip him apart. It had to hurt—I was practically pulling at his skull—but Captain didn’t flinch, didn’t make a damn sound. He just kissed me harder, rougher, like he was devouring me from the inside out. His chest was crushed to mine, all burning skin and slick muscle, our bodies glued together with sweat. We were a mess—filthy, feverish, smeared with cum across our abs, panting into each other’s mouths like we couldn’t get enough. Like we didn’t care if we drowned in it. Every breath felt like it came from the other person, every inch of me pressed against him like I was trying to crawl inside his skin. Just a tangle of teeth, tongues, and want—raw and fucking relentless. We’d kept kissing until I couldn’t even feel my lips anymore—just a numb, pulsing ache. The air had turned cold around us, sharp against my damp skin, raising goosebumps down my arms a
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Captain squirted the lube into his palm, then circled my rim with his slippery finger.My breath hitched at the sensation, and I bit back a moan, my cock growing even harder as he circled my hole. He pushed a finger inside me, and a shameless moan tore from my throat. A smirk stretched his lips as he slid in a second finger.“Fuck!” I gasped as he stretched me open with steady, deliberate pumps of his fingers. My hips jerked, cock twitching against my abs.“That’s it,” he growled. “You’re taking my fingers so fucking well.”My breath left me in broken, shaky bursts as I pressed back against him, matching the rhythm of his fingers with slow, needy rolls of my fucking hips.I felt like I was losing my damn mind.“Lube me up, Andrew,” Captain said, tossing me the lube. “Get my cock nice and slick so I can fuck you.”It was a fucking miracle I didn’t come right then. And an even bigger one that my hands stayed steady as I squeezed out the lube. I leaned in, and slowly stroked my palm down
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“You brought me here, Captain,” I said, arms still folded loosely across my chest, trying not to let my nerves leak out into the air between us.He chuckled under his breath—deep, quiet, and way too attractive for my peace of mind.“I did that, didn’t I?” he breathed out, voice dropping just a little lower. Just enough to send a ripple across my skin.He stepped forward.I instinctively took a half-step back, hitting the edge of the wall beside the front door, nowhere left to retreat. My breath caught as his hands found my hips, thumbs brushing just beneath the hem of my hoodie.Then he dragged me closer, chest to chest, our noses barely an inch apart.And he kissed me.Not with the heat and desperation from earlier—but slower. Firmer. Like he had all the time in the world and wanted to savor every second.His lips were warm. Confident. The kind of kiss that unraveled you gradually, not all at once.I sighed into it before I could stop myself, my hands instinctively finding the edges
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