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And to my horror, Ruth moans lightly, followed by a small gasp. Like that small noise embarrassed her beyond repair.
“Don’t do that. Please don’t fucking do that.” I don’t recognize my own voice. It’s rougher than gravel. Darker than midnight in hell.
“I’m sorry. We can fight this, right? We must.”
I nod, though I’m still breathing in her scent like it’s the only drug I’m on. My mouth parts against the edge of her ear, and I can’t control myself. I can’t stop the hot breath that whooshes out of me. Can’t fight the way the wet inside of my lip catches on her skin.
That is my second mistake.
Her back arches abruptly as if I’ve pushed the right button. As if I’ve pulled the right string. She delicately grinds against my throbbing length, and it’s gentle, slow. She’s trying to go unnoticed.
It ignites the base of my spine. I hold my breath. Go completely still.
Ruth rocks her narrow hips back once more, and that does it. My lower body jerks forward, pinning the center of her ass with my hard cock.
“You have—an erection,” she observes under her breath.
“I’m aware.”
“Well, get rid of it.”
I blow out a laugh. “It doesn’t exactly want to leave. And you’re not helping by arching for me.”
Neither of us move an inch.
“I don’t want to be here either, okay?” I snap. This is the worst-case scenario. She doesn’t want this. I’m a monster for holding her down with my aching erection. She’ll never forgive me if it goes any further than this. She’ll never be able to go near me again.
“You don’t?” Offended. She sounds offended. “Not even when I do this?”
Ruth takes my hand in a smooth, calculated motion, and…fuck, she places it around her throat. My fingers react without my command, curling around her skin with added pressure.
This will be how I end. Death by exploding erection. Death by blue balls.
“Ruth,” I warn, growling against her hair.
“Yes?” Her tone is taunting, dripping with seduction.
“I can’t do this to you. Not like this.”
“Like what?”
Reminding us where we are, someone falls in front of us, being fucked in missionary.
“I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself.”
But the smoke around us is irresistible, rearranging my values, my morals, my inhibitions. The man I know is losing to this beast that wants her. Needs her. Is desperate to choke her while I fuck her.
“Then don’t have all of me. Just, I need” Ruth wiggles her ass underneath me “release. Please, don’t make me beg.”
Beg.
That word.
It fucks with my head.
It undoes my last feeble string of restraint.
“You want me to give you release, my little rebel?”
