The next morning, Alex was still fast asleep when Ethan woke up.
Ethan smiled as he looked at his face—so calm, so peaceful. He reached out, wanting to touch him, but stopped halfway. A memory from the night before hit him, and he slowly pulled his hand back.
''No way.'' He thought. ''I'm not waking him up.''
Alex's s*x drive was through the roof. He had made love to Ethan almost all night, and at one point, Ethan had to fake tears just to get him to stop and let him sleep.
If Alex woke up now, Ethan was sure he'd want to go again—and he simply couldn't keep up.
He loved Alex deeply, but at this rate, he feared Alex might s*x him to death.
So, he carefully slipped out of bed, silently praying that Alex wouldn't wake up before he made it out of the room.
Luckily, Ethan had already mo
