Stomachache

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Dash’s POV   I stay on the roof long after Will heads inside. I can tell he needs me to be more of a comforting presence to him than I’m being, but I can’t do it. I can’t think about anything but her. I should never have let her walk out that door; I know that. I shouldn’t have been so abrupt with her—so upset. To leave both of us high and dry, unsatisfied, frustrated, and desperate, moments before the climax of the most unbelievable s*x that I’ve ever had… Fuck, was that s*x good. I imagined it a thousand times before, and never once did I imagine it being that good. It wasn’t just the sight of her tantalizingly sexy naked body, or the feeling of her soft, creamy skin beneath my fingertips. It wasn’t just the warm, tight wetness of her, fitting around me like we were created out of mo

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