When he steps closer to me and his stomach brushes mine, I feel the first spiky tendrils of heat in my pelvis. Surprised, I groan, and feel Atlas’ fingers curl more firmly around the back of my neck. Of all the times we’ve made out in my dorm room, not once have I gotten an erection. Evidently, today is the day that changes. “Atlas.” I lean my head back just far enough to see his face. “I apologize, but I am getting hard.” He laughs. The sort of full-belly laugh I’m accustomed to hearing from Luke, and have never heard from Atlas. Leaning his forehead against my shoulder, he drops his hand
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