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“What’s your blow job fantasy?” Remy asked him.

“Blow job fantasy?” Isa asked.

“Yeah. Guessing he’s had several, all featuring you. Know I have,” Remy muttered.

Isa’s eyes went wide. “Really? What is it?”

Loki tried to calm his breathing. “It’s this, I guess. Or where I’m like watching a game on TV and you’re between my legs, sucking my cock.”

“Think we can make that work, aye, Isa? And a distraction might help.” Remy winked at him.

Asshole.

But he thought it with less heat and more affection.

Reaching over, Remy grabbed the remote and turned the TV on to a rerun of an old football game. He didn’t know how well the distraction would work.

But he hoped like hell it did.

The game started and he stared over at it. For about two point five seconds.

Until he felt her cool hand touch him. He frowned for a moment. Maybe Remy was on to something with making her keep warm. He couldn’t remember her hands being cold like this before.

“That’s a good girl,” Remy praised her. “Wrap your hand around it. Use a firm grip. Good. Now, run your tongue along the shaft.”

Oh, holy fuck.

This was . . . too much.

He stared down at her. At all that blonde hair against his tanned skin. The low noise of pleasure she made because she was enjoying running her tongue all over his dick. Her small hand around the base of him.

Christ. He’d fucking died and gone to heaven.

“That’s it, baby. Loki fucking loves your touch. Now, take just the head into your mouth. Good. You’re doing so well. Such a good girl for your Doms.”

Christ. He wasn’t sure whether he wanted Remy to shut up or keep going. Because his words only seemed to be spurring her on. His heart was racing.

“Now, suck and look up at Loki. Look up at your Dom.”

Fuck.

Fuck. Him.

Having her stare at him was his every fantasy come to life. It was all he could do not to fuck her mouth. Not to spill down her throat.

“Isn’t she beautiful like this?” Remy pressed.

Fuck. Yes, she was.

Shit. She might need to hear you tell her that, asshole.

“You’re so beautiful, Tink. So fucking gorgeous. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you. Take more of me into your mouth, gorgeous girl. That’s it. Fuck.” He groaned. He had to close his eyes for a moment.

Think about something else.

Gary’s ass crack.

Gary’s hairy ass crack.

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