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He pu desire wrapping around me With my other hand, I clasp his hard jaw, but I can barely feel him in my clutch

Drea…just a dream

“AskAsk me if I want to be kissed

His hoarse, deep voice says so under the almost-there, the so-close, the one-breath-away of this moment This second

“Long Beach…” My nickname is faint

I glance down ath roan erupts from my throat

“Long Beach”

I jolt awake

Oscar shakesin the aisle of the private jet Our eyes meet, and a new type of heat bathes me Mortified

I’ sex dream! Dude, dude, dude, Jack I’m a smooth operator I flirt, date, and sleep oo for a dive and end up belly-flopping

Again, mortified

“We’re about to land,” Oscar says, his hand still on my shoulder and we both suddenly zone in on that fact, his breath and my breath stilted He pulls back, but no lie, I wish he wouldn’t

Did he hear roan?

Oscar has a black bandana, already rolled, and begins to tie it around his forehead “If you need to use the bathroom, now’s your chance” His eyes dip for half a second To my crotch

I glance down Oh, fuck, Jesus, I have a boner I’ainst my dark jeans

And I orried that he heardme more “Yeah, thanks for the heads up”

He grins, hopefully just at my choice of words “Hey, it happens to the best of us” He pats ain, the placement of his hand on me catches our breath

I stare at his hand for a second too long That hand was just wrapped around my shaft, and it’s not just an act I want to stay in my head

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