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Holland watches him lazily but intently at the same time. He can tell by the flutter of lashes what Kell is doing and just that knowing is enough to make him sink deeper into the water. There’s a warmth that starts to pool low in his belly again and he shakes some water off of his hand before running his fingers back through his own hair.

“How do you know it’s me and not just sex with men that you can’t get enough of? You’ve finally indulged and now you’re insatiable. That could have little to do with me, you know, and more to do with having something inside of you for a change.”