A little context: Connor and Ash's relationship is all hunky-dory, at least for now, and Ash's thinking how he welcomed Connor home...
Ash opened the door to the cafe. At 6.30am he should have been tired. Instead, he was buzzing.
Connor had returned from Dublin the evening before and Ash had stayed overnight in the hotel. He'd already been stripping off before Connor had slammed the door shut. They hadn't even made it to the bedroom. Ash rubbed at the base of his spine, at the small patch of sore, chafed skin. Jude's chatter washed over him as he thought back to the previous day. He'd been hungry for Connor's return, and the man had fed him without stint, holding nothing back. Their fucking had been a frenzy, full of heat and need, consuming them both.
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