Peyton Williams
Turning over in bed, I wrap my arm around Zeke's waist. After his therapy session, he crawled into my bed and crashed. I must've moved in my sleep, because my face was buried in his neck.
He backs up into me, groaning in his sleep. My hand slips under his shirt, running my fingers over his smooth stomach. Then tracing patterns on his bare skin. He pushes his hips back into me further, and my hand slips down sliding over his growing bulge.
He whines in his sleep, and I palm him gently. His eyes start to flutter, and I pepper kisses along his neck. "You awake baby?'' I murmured, biting into the skin of his neck.
A low moan comes from him, before he whispers. "Yeah" he turns slightly, and my hand slips into his boxers, before wrapping my fingers around his length.
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