Chapter Eighteen
Landon
“Good morning.” He whispered as my eyes fluttered open. Angel’s arms held me against his chest, and the steady thump of his heart against my ear felt so soothing.
“Morning.” I replied, kissing his neck, and was rewarded with a deep sigh from Angel. Of all the things I never expected, waking up in Angel’s arms was one of them. His skin was warm against my cheek, and he still smelled like s*x. I glanced down and noticed s*x must have been on his mind, because his c**k was rock hard. Instinctively, I went to squeeze it, then realized I was tutoring a student at my office on campus this morning, so round two would have to wait until later.
“Damn it,” I muttered.
“What’s wrong?”
“This is what’s wrong.” I took his hand and placed it on my morning wood. “I have to go
