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    Within an hour they lay in the mess of sheets and blankets, their skin drying under the creaking ceiling fan. Rob tried to get his brain to still, to stop sending him images of him, with her, forever. He had no forever and no reason to think otherwise. She ran a finger down his jaw, tracing his neck then his pecs, making him shiver. “You’re pretty amazing.” She kissed his shoulder then lay back, flopping a bare leg over his. He fought off the impending, refractory nap. He’d cornered her in the laundry room while the others ate, yanked her sweats and his jeans down and fucked her hard up against the wall, grunting and crying out, wordless, intense and a little angry as his lack of self-control.
    Afterward, she’d kissed him so long and so hard he’d gotten a strange feeling of rightness, of perfection. A sense of completeness he rejected in favor of lifting her up and carrying her the few steps to the empty bedroom. He dumped her on the sheets and dove between her luscious legs, using his lips, tongue and fingers to bring her a near operatic series of orgasms. His scalp still hurt where she’d yanked his hair while giving him direction, guiding him to her hot spots; teaching him shit he thought he already knew, but clearly had more to learn.
    The taste of his own cum as he licked her sweet lower lips had not been unpleasant, and by the time he’d been about to burst, she’d flipped herself over, and exposed her amazing, heart-shaped ass to him, handed him a tube of lubrication, making him nearly dizzy with need.
    The sensation as she released herself to him gave him that odd, completely happy feeling again. He’d come so hard he’d nearly passed out from the effort, filling her, as she guided his hand around to her clit drawing yet another climax out of her body.  They’d had a quick shower together, kissing, groping, laughing, ending with them on the bed.  She propped herself up on one elbow. Rob sensed her stare but kept his eyes closed.
    “I didn’t mean to presume anything about you and Jack.” She kept her voice low. Rob’s skin prickled as her leg moved against his.
    He shivered, realizing he might as well own up to it, at least to her. “It’s okay. I try to be completely honest with myself. We’ve done a lot of shit together. One girl wanted us to kiss once and we were so drunk we did it. I never thought I’d like it.  I did. But right now, I’ll just say I’m damn glad you decided to join us.” He pulled her down to his face, kissed her slowly, letting his lips and tongue say more than words could. His eyes burned. The sudden need to have her in his arms forever terrified him.
    She tensed. “Okay, well, you know since we are being honest, I have a boyfriend. Back at school.” Rob stared at her. “I mean, um, we are on a break right now but...”
    He sucked in a breath, and rolled out from under her, sitting on the side of the bed and bunching the sheets in his fists, lest he launch himself out into the stratosphere of really stupid behavior. She sat beside him, resting a hand on his thigh. He pulled away, his brain already going into self-protection mode. “Good. Because I don’t get attached. You are, however, an amazing lay.” He stood, and walked out, getting shitfaced drunk with the rest of the group and ignoring her when she emerged, unwilling to meet her eyes when she tried to capture his as she’d been doing for the past two days.
    Fuck that shit.
    Jack guided him to a couch at one point, throwing a quilt over his limp form. “Wait,” He clutched his friend’s arm. “I..., I’m…,” he’d revealed so much about himself in the few days, too much. It made him nervous, and relieved. Jack sat next to him, his blue eyes bright. Suzanne joined him, gazing down at him. Worried looks on both their faces. “Shit.” Rob threw a hand over his eyes. He knew that look and he did not want it. “Go ‘way. Leave me ‘lone. Keep her,” he pointed blearily over to