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As far as I knew Daire wasn’t exactly the churchgoing type—unless it was the club—so to know that I was giving him somesort of religious experience made me feel damn good about myself.

Also…powerful.

As I drew my lips up him, I smoothed my other hand up his thigh, kneading the tense muscles as they flexed and shifted so he could piston his hips up to chase my retreating mouth.

I hummed, reveling in my dominance over him in that moment, until those fingers in my hair tugged me closer and directed my mouth back over his cock.

“Fuckin’ tease.” Daire shoved deeper inside, and his pre-cum painted a salty line down the center of my tongue. “You get off on torturing me, don’t you?”

Maybe I had a little, but I was getting off on this a lot more.

I lifted my gaze to his, letting him see the delirious haze of arousal I was experiencing—and the next thing I knew, the hand in my hair was yanking my mouth free of him and he was cradling my face, stroking a thumb over my swollen lips.

“Turn around and face the other seat.”

I glanced over my shoulder to see the chair behind me had been turned to face the person in the back.

“Stay on your knees, Gavin.” Daire shifted forward on his seat until he was bent at the waist and his mouth was hovering over mine.“Turn around and bend over the seat.”

“I don’t?—”

“You’re gonna need something to hang on to if I’m gonna fuck you on our way back to school.”

If it had been six months ago, I would’ve tucked tail and run at the ferocity of Daire’s words. But as of a week ago, all I’d wanted to do was experience the potency behind them. The intense hunger I could feel vibrating in him whenever I was near.

I’d never had anyone be so physically affected by me before. Joey had been attentive but not…hungry. He’d been possessiveof me like one would a shiny penny. But Daire’s possession was primal, instinctive, like an animal who would fight for its mate to the bitter end.

I turned to face the seat behind me, swaying slightly as Scotty weaved in and out of traffic. Once I was steady, I reached for the button of my pants and popped it open. Then I hooked my thumbs in the waist and drew it, and my tight briefs, down over my hips.

A feral sound echoed through the van, wrapping itself around me like someone’s arms. Most would’ve run from a sound that fierce, but it only served to excite me.

Daire liked what he was looking at. So I decided to give him an even better view, shoving my tightfitting pants down to my knees and bending over until my cheek was on the cushion, just as he’d told me.

“Damn, but you’re fuckin’ pretty.”

I didn’t need to turn around to know Daire was moving closer. It was as though every nerve ending in my body was hard-wired to his.

“You have the smoothest ass I’ve ever seen.” Daire swept his palm over the curve of my behind, his fingers flirting with the crack, making me squirm. “Pale, soft, and smooth. Like ice cream.”

Oh yeah, Daire definitely sounded hungry, so I decided to tempt him to indulge in what I was offering.

“Why don’t you have a taste?”

“Because I might not ever stop.” His fingers dug a little harder into my hips.“And I need to,” he muttered. “But not yet.”

His words were soft, as though he was talking to himself, and that became abundantly clear when his large hands moved to cover my ass cheeks and spread them wide.

“Not until I get in here…”

I shivered at his intention, the cool air in the van hitting my exposed skin and making my hole clench under the scrutiny. The groan that filled the silence was full of frustration as Daire pressed his thumb to the most vulnerable part of my body.

“I don’t wanna hurt you?—”

“You won’t.” The two words were out of mouth before he could finish his thought.

“I will. But it’s too late now.” He dragged his thumb down between my legs until he was cradling my balls. “You’re mine.”

The warm heat of his tongue flicked across my tailbone, making me flinch under the unexpected touch. The low rumble of laughter as he kissed his way up my spine was about the sexiest thing I’d ever heard.

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