Enduring Liam: A High School BL Novel
Asher smirks and points towards his letterman jacket I didn’t even see laying on my desk.
“Oh,” I say, and his smile widens.
“I came prepared, babe. Now put that jersey on, or should I make you?” he asks, sending a yummy chill up my spine, but I shake my head. After roughing me up in the shower, I don’t think I can go another full round with him. Asher in bed is like a porn star with a permanent boner, and I could only handle so much.
After I eventually put on the damn jersey, He gestures for me to come to lay in his arms, which I do. He wraps his arms around me, then kisses my forehead, and I revel in the feeling of his naked torso against me.