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  1. Blake’s apartment was wrapped in a kind of hush that didn’t feel like silence. It felt like anticipation. Warm, low lighting spilled across rich wooden floors, casting soft golden shadows that flickered and shifted with every movement we made. And there, on the couch, he sat beside me. Close. His thigh against mine. That cologne...spiced bourbon and something darker...drifted between us. God, it wrapped around me like hands. I was no longer thinking about the drink in my hand
  2. "Hey, cutie," Dylan said, stepping aside to let me in. "Jake's not here, huh?" "Nah, he's on a date with some girl," I replied with a laugh. "He might or might not come back tonight, depending on how his night goes." I chuckled, trying to ease the tension in the air. I stepped inside, only a bit of the lemonade left in my hand, my fingers wrapped loosely around the cup. Without missing a beat, Dylan reached over and grabbed the drink from my hand. “What are you drinking?” he asked
  3. By the time I got home, it was nearly five-thirty. The second the door shut behind me, I broke into the kind of grin that only happens after something good - really good - goes down. Not just a smile. A full-body grin. The kind that takes over your face and makes you feel a little high. I giggled. Like, actually giggled. Because I’d been holding it in all afternoon, trying to focus, trying not to drift off into full-blown blushy daydream territory. But now? Shoes off, alone in my apart
  4. You'll find out soon enough
  5. It's always going to be "Maybe, maybe not". Enjoy ❤️
  6. The morning light streaming through the window woke me up, the soft glow warming my skin. My body was aching in all the right ways, but it wasn’t just the lazy soreness of a good night’s sleep. It was the lingering effects of last night with Dylan. I woke up with a raging hard-on, my mind still hazy from the events that had unfolded in the hours before. The warmth of the blankets felt a little too much, like I couldn’t escape the memories of Dylan’s touch, his breath on my neck, his hands o
  7. It's going to really intense
  8. I like to keep my chapters under 1200 words for my readers to be able to get a quick read. I'll slowly be posting everything
  9. I went back to my apartment that night, heart still thudding from the kiss. Blake’s lips. The way he’d said “fuck it” and just—gone for it. Bold, sudden, like he couldn’t stop himself anymore. But even as I lay in bed, replaying every second of it, I could still feel the hesitation underneath. That quiet restraint he hadn’t quite shaken. Like he wanted it, wanted me, but something in him was still holding back. Even the next morning, at my best friend’s gender reveal party—surrounded b
  10. Thank you! Both of them are equally into it lol. The tease is going to get much more hotter.
  11. The tease is going to get even more intense
  12. Dylan had just spanked me - light, playful, but firm enough to leave a ghost of a sting and then rolled over like nothing happened. Like I wasn’t lying there, painfully hard, my skin flushed, my pulse a live wire under the surface. His last words still echoed: “I’ll take good care of you.” Now he was sprawled on his back, abs rising and falling slow beneath his tank top, arms folded behind his head like he was goddamn Hercules taking a nap. His lips were curved, faint but smug. Like he knew
  13. Just before the elevator doors shut, a hand slipped in to stop them—and Blake stepped in beside me. He gave me a look that was impossible to read. “Didn’t think you’d sneak out without me.” I smiled—barely. “Just heading home, Blake.” He reached out to press the button for the basement, but before he could, I leaned in and hit it myself. Our hands touched. Just for a second. Bare skin against skin. Nothing that would’ve meant anything to someone else. But to me? It was everythin
  14. It's a little bit of both. Dylan is definitely teasing Troy and he most definitely wants more.
  15. Absolutely. You are gonna love how the tease happens Keep reading go on.
  16. Thanks Chris! Next part is already uploaded ❤️
  17. Troy has Jake have been best friends since long. No, Jake isn't setting up Troy with his brother.
  18. He is just there. xD I promise he will be adding some elements to the story soon!
  19. Hi No. Jake did not set them up. Jake and Troy were just hanging out. Dylan just happens to be there caus he is Jake's elder brother
  20. “I saw you,” Dylan whispered. My body tensed. Saw me? “In my room earlier. When I was flexing.” My breath caught. I didn’t answer. “You were staring,” he added. “You think I didn’t notice?” “No, man… I—” I tried to deny it, but it came out too fast, too weak. Dylan let out a soft laugh behind me, right into my neck. “It’s okay,” he said. “I didn’t mind.” I swallowed, frozen under the blanket. Jake was still sleeping inches away. I could hear his steady breath, slo
  21. This is such a good first chapter!
  22. thanks Jason ❤️
  23. 7:15 p.m. I was at my desk, trying to work, but it was hopeless. The folder Blake had given me was open, the draft doc blinking on my screen—but all I could think about was how ridiculously good he looked heading out for that dinner. That dark green shirt. The way it clung to his chest like it belonged there. And worse, the memory of him casually peeling off his white dress shirt earlier, abs tight and golden under the fluorescents. I hadn’t seen that coming. I hadn’t recovered from it
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