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seeing all of him I wasn’t sure I wanted that.
    “No, I like looking at you and the power you wield as you please us,” he murmured and closed his eyes, his cheeks flushing even deeper than they were from passion. He took several shallow breaths before letting out a long one. “Okay. I trust you know how to handle this. I submit, truly.”
    “Thank you.” I moved his other leg around me and worked a little more of my cock in him. “Getting better?”
    “Yes,” he hissed as his moved his hands over my shoulders and behind my neck. “I want to thrust too? Meet your hips maybe?”
    “Oh yeah. Do it. That’s half the fun. Do you like fucking women who just lie there and take it?” For a fraction of a second something flashed in his eyes, and this time I caught what it was though not the same thing it had been before.
    He didn’t like fucking women. It was all there in his expressive eyes if someone simply paid attention to him.
    And I swore right then I always would.
    “Touch your cock, kiss me, and let go. It will help and then you’ll get the pleasure of my cock deep in your ass.”
    He groaned at my dirty words and did as I wanted. It took a few more minutes, but finally, I worked my dick fully in his virgin ass.
    And it was mine for the next month. That thrilled me and killed me all at the same time.
    “I like the tingling,” he admitted as he moved his hips, letting me know it was okay to move again when I’d given him time to adjust.
    “Honestly I assumed it was just being with you,” I cooed, trying to let him see this was a moment for me too.
    He smiled at me and his whole face lit up. Gods, he was expressive, but when he smiled, he was almost innocent-looking. I liked that look, his gleaming cat-like teeth enticing me instead of frightening to show he was a predator.
    And I wanted to corrupt that innocence in the best ways at the same time. Yeah, I was just a contradiction wrapped in a dipshit.
    “Good?” I checked after a few slow, deep thrusts.
    “Yes, weird but so good ,” he purred. “Thank you, Hadley.”
    “For fucking you?” I snorted. “Yeah, because I’m not getting anything here too.”
    He narrowed his eyes at me. “You know what I’m thanking you for.”
    “Right, sorry, all my blood is in the cock in your tight ass,” I admitted, catching on.
    “So I’m pleasing you too?” The vulnerability in his tone was thick as sweat formed on his upper lip. I nodded and thought about it.
    I never would have thought any ass would be better than Chicago’s cute, tight little one, but I’d been wrong. Torr’s was better.
    But I wasn’t ready to say he was the best I’d ever been with. I couldn’t put myself out there like that when I only had a limited time with him. Instead, I went with another, but complimentary option.
    “You feel amazing. Better than I could have imagined.” He smiled and relaxed against the sheets. I kept going slowly, and he relaxed even more, the smile fading.
    He was bored.
    Oh fuck no! “Babe, you have to tell me when you’re ready for more,” I urged. “I’m taking things extremely slow for you. I’m dying to slam into you.”
    “Really? Oh! I thought this was it.” His eyes went wide at the admission, and he did a great impression of a fish when I growled.
    “No, this is not it . How flexible are you, feline?”
    “Very, why? I can do the splits standing and—”
    I let out a strangled groan. “That’s hot, and we’re so fucking like that later.” I moved his leg off my hip and folded it in between us. He gasped at the angle change and I thrust with everything I had.
    “My gods !”
    “Yes?” I grunted as I picked up the pace.
    “Yes, yes, yes ,” he screamed as I snapped my hips harder and harder. He’d let go of his cock when I’d folded him in half, and I felt it rubbing against my abs, smiling when there was precum leaking from it.
    “I adore how vocal you are, Torr.” I mashed my mouth down to his, those sweet lips calling