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HALEY
We didn’t thump the headboard.
Wyatt swallowed my cries while I erupted around his d**k and he moaned his pleasure over how much I pleased him.
He kept the vocal evidence of his c****x to whispered groans, smothering his face against my neck while coming.
While we hadn’t spoken about Garrett being on the other side of the hallway with only two doors separating us, we were both considerate of his presence.
I couldn’t believe Garrett had told Wyatt about his mom. It had taken me months of being vulnerable with him before he’d opened up to me.
Lots of s**t had gotten dragged into the evening, but I wasn’t upset or felt like the date had been ruined. Far from it. My best friend and…whatever Wyatt was to me had connected in those few minutes of revelation between the two men.
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