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RHETT
Reality leaked into my brain, pulling me from sleep, but I ignored my mind’s desire to fire on all cylinders and start planning for the day.
Ash’s back plastered to my chest and groin made grinding my morning wood against his a*s a necessity as it always did when I woke up hard and horny for him.
I splayed my fingers over his abs—and realized soft skin pressed against the back of my hand.
The scent of coconuts registered in my mind at the same time, jolting my length against Ash’s backside.
A simple lift of my head, a few blinks to clear my sleep-hazed vision, and my suspicions confirmed as truth.
Skylar snuggled into Ash’s front, her hair a wild mane of red over our pillows.
Images from the night before flashed through my brain—Ash’s hand on her thigh beneath the water, t
