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even hear you get in!”

Colin, already in the process of pulling his shirt over his head, juht hiuard Apparently he didn’t realize I was home either

“Holy shit,” he breathed, clutching his chest “You… you…”

“Scared the hell out of you?” I laughed

“Yeah,” he smiled “That”

I rushed over to him and threw myself in his arms His bare chest was smooth and hard It smelled wonderful; clean and musky, with just the hint of chlorine

“Swim practice?” I asked

“No practice during midterms,” he said, “so I just did laps I haven’t even showered yet, I only rinsed off and—”

I kissed hi hily, kissing , twisting… eliciting sighs and swoons and bringing hts of need and desire

Colinwas so he really kne to do

I et alh as his hands roaerly I crawled upward, until I was covering his beautiful body with mine His stomach was an apocalyptic wasteland of perfectly formed hills and valleys He didn’t just have a six pack He had a twelve

Slowly I traced his torso with a single fingernail “You have muscles on top of muscles here,” I breathed

“Uh huh” He kept kissing ainst him

“How the hell do you…”

“Lots and lots of work,” he murmured “A swimmer’s core is—”