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I let her move for as long as I can take it, but finally I say, “I can’t hang on.”

She actually scoots her ass closer to the end of the table. “Okay.”

I shake my head. “So greedy.”

“Yes.” She meets my eyes. “Please. Fuck me, Torin.”

Fuck. I scoop under her ass and bring her the rest of the way to the edge. I notch my head at her entrance.

Then freeze.

No.

No.

I squeeze my eyes shut and breathe.

“What?” she asks. “Do you want something else? Just tell me what to say.”

Christ. The talking…

I open my eyes. “Condom,” I say shortly. I don’t have one. I haven’t needed them in a long time, and getting her here was such a last-minute thing, I didn’t think about getting condoms too. I just needed her here, at the farm site. Fucking dammit to hell. And there’s no way she has one.

Her eyes widen. “Oh. I don’t…have any.”

“I haven’t been with anyone in over two years and I get regular physicals from the palace physician,” I say.

There’s a little wrinkle between her eyebrows. “Okay.”

“I’m saying, I don’t have any…issues…” Dammit, this isn’t hot or romantic. “If you’re on birth control, we can do this without a condom. If you want to.”

“I’m not on birth control,” she says. “Why would I need to be?”

Right. She doesn’t do this.

I blow out a breath. And step back and pull my pants up. And try very hard not to look at her naked body spread out like a feast.

I fail at that last one. I brace my hands on the desk on either side of her hips and curse. “I’m sorry. I didn’t plan for this. Exactly.” I’ve been thinking about it almost non-stop, but not really planning for it.

She’s quiet for a moment. Then she sits up. “I want you to feel good too.”

I give her a genuine smile. “I feel fucking fantastic, Abigail.”

She blushes but grins. Then says, “I mean…there.” Her gaze drops to my dick. That is still very prominent against the front of my jeans.

I lean in and put my mouth against hers. It will be torture, but I want more words from her. “You mean my cock? That’s throbbing for you? Harder than it’s ever been because of you?”

She nods.

“Say the word cock for me, Abigail.”

“Cock.” She didn’t even hesitate. She didn’t whisper it. She’s already getting more confident.

And yep, I’m aching. But it was worth it. I capture her lips in a kiss. “This mouth…” I say. “I fucking love everything about it.”

“I want to help you with your hard, aching cock, Torin,” she says against my lips.

My knees actually wobble a little.

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