Chapter 11Murphy
Murphy’s ass ached deliciously as he walked into Bluey and Glad’s home later that evening. There was something terribly naughty about feeling where every inch of Remus’ c**k had been while he praised Glad for her décor and exchanged greetings with the rest of the Happy Bookers. He’d never forget how stuffed full of Remus’ d**k he’d been.
The s*x—as f*****g awesome as it had been—wasn’t the only memory from this morning tugging his lips into a perpetual smile. Lying in Remus’ arms, with soft kisses and gentle words. They’d stayed in bed for hours, holding each other, kissing lazily, and chatting about good things. Romulus and the mess they were in seemed far from their minds for a few hours at least.
The kind of intimacy that had grown around them in their small hotel ro
