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“You started having some other urges?”
A stormy conflict clashes in his eyes, and I tip his face towards me to cover his mouth with a strong, forceful kiss that only ends when he half turns in my arms and ruts against my thigh.
“Easy, firecracker. Listen to me. If you want me to work you up to taking things in your hole, I can do that. You can either tell me when it’s something you want or I’ll ask if there’s something I want to try.”
He pushes away, and for the moment I let him. “I hate this.” Immediately he turns back to face me with a stern, determined look. “Not this. Fucked up or not, I want this. I hate that I have to question everything about myself because I caught feelings for the wrong person.”
I coax him back into my arms, and though he gives me a nasty look, he doesn’t fight when I lower my lips to his neck and start marking my property.
“Get back in position. I want an excuse to wreck this ass.”
Chapter 12
Shiloh
Corvin wasn’t lying when he said he had a heavy hand. Even the way he scrubs his rough palm on my burning skin feels like being stabbed with a whole pack of threading needles.
I’m bent over the bed now on my knees. My face is wet and pressed into his comforter, and the wet kisses he leaves on my neck only make the tears come faster.
The bastard.
“Ready for more?”
I clench my fists in the sheets and grumble a half-assed reply. He doesn’t care what I say, just that I’m paying attention.
“How do you feel about oral?”
My cock throbs as I remember the pseudo-blowjob in the library. I turn my head to the side so he can hear me.
“Giving or receiving?”
He rubs the heel of his palm over my dick.
A reward.
“Both.”
I rest my cheek on the mattress and savor the touch.
“I’ve always liked giving oral, but I’ve never…. You know, with a guy.”
“Is that a maybe?” He rubs a hand over my lower back, teasing the top of my crack.
“Maybe leaning towards yes.” I crane my head back. “You know, I haven’t actually seen your dick yet.”
Corvin chuckles and slides his hand down to grip one of my ass cheeks.
“I haven’t seen yours either.”
I groan and press into the hand resting on my cock. “I think you’re perfectly acquainted, jerk.”
This time, the smack lands on my covered dick, and I cry out into the blanket.
Fuck that hurts. But it also makes my dick swell.
“I’m not a ‘sir’ type of person, but insults won’t get you very far either.”
“Asshole.”
