He moves his hand, and looks at me. “I normally last longer than that. Don’t think that’s typical.”
Maybe I’m the weird one, but I could care less how long it takes for us to get off as long as we do. Hell, I’ve been with guys who took half an hour to get off, and didn’t even help me finish. Now, that’s the selfish prick type.
We spend the next twenty-minutes, laying there, savoring our releases, until I turn over and lay on chest, playing with his little bit of chest hair. Normally hair grosses me out, but I’m not vomiting yet.
Liam is a great man, and I wish Tessa would have introduced us earlier on.. It still cracks me up that he ended up being Damon’s brother, and I asked many times for her to introduce me.
“So, it’s already two. You mind if I crash here?” he asks, his arm around me.
“Of course, you can, but let’s move to the bedroom. The bed is more comfortable.”
We pick up our clothes, and move in there,, where it only takes five minutes for both of us to fall fast asleep in each other’s arms.