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A Wave Of Desire (BL)

After having been abandoned on the beach as a baby Ocean has lived the best life possible. He is the school's star swimmer. He is the most popular and a shoe in for the student body president. He is an honors student. And he even has the hottest girl in school as his girlfriend. But everything comes crashing down around him when the hot new Makai Rivers transfers in their senior year. Makai begins to steal Ocean's popularity, his number one spot on the swim team, even his girlfriend dumps him for the new guy. All of this just infuriates Ocean. So, why is it that Makai seems to follow Ocean around like a lost little puppy? Why can't he get this super annoying and super hot guy to stop following him? What is it that he truly feels toward Makai. And What is it that is different about Makai? Why is it that they're both so drawn toward each other? ******************** MATURE RATING ******************** This book is a LGBTQ story with mature content. There will be scenes that contain the following: ADULT LANGUAGE UNDERAGE DRINKING VIOLENCE SEXUAL SITUATIONS FOLLOW ME AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK https://discord.gg/8wrYgHqemB https://twitter.com/DCinMI https://www.facebook.com/deni.chance.71 **THE AUTHOR OWNS NO RIGHTS TO THE IMAGE ON THIS COVER, IF THERE IS AN ISSUE WITH ME USING THIS PLEASE CONTACT ME WITH ANY CONCERNS**

Deni_Chance · LGBT+
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500 Chs

Makai - Connected

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Makai

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  I was still panting from what we had just done. I let my body collapse onto the bed next to Ocean, though I rolled to the side so that none of the mess that had exploded between us got onto the sheets.

Ocean was panting nearly as much as I was, and his body was shaking just slightly. I had to wonder if that was from pain and remorse or from the exhilarating and amazing experience we had just had together.

After a few minutes of silence, I was the first one to speak. It was after both of us had our breathing calmed down, and Ocean had stopped shaking.

"A..are you OK?" I needed to know. I needed to know that he wasn't hurt. I would hate myself if I had made him hate me.

"Yeah, I'm fine." His voice was calm and steady, no hint of nerves or fear. "I'm just a little sticky now." He laughed, and I looked down at him. He was right; I had made him come in between us, and we were both sticky.