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That made me sad for him. “I’d like to do it again.”
Lucien flipped us so I was on top. His cock slipped from my ass, and I felt the warm rush of his cum sliding out as well. He groaned as he slid his fingers along my inner thigh, circled my hole, and then pushed inside, fucking the cum back into me. I arched my back and rode his fingers.
“You are fucking perfect. So obedient, so needy, so slutty when we’re all alone.”
“I…”
“Shh.” He pressed a finger to my mouth. “You know you’ll let me do anything.”
“I… Yes.” He was right.
He traced a finger through the cum on my chest and then painted it over my lips. “Kiss me again.”
“Please,” I begged.
He let go of my ass and cupped my face in both his hands. I didn’t care that he was making a mess of me. I just wanted his lips on mine again, wanted to know that I was special enough to be kissed, to be given something he didn’t give anyone else.
He licked the cum from my lips, then I sucked his tongue into my mouth, loving that he tasted like me. It was hot as hell, but then he slowed the kiss, pressing his lips to mine in a way that was almost sweet. It was more than I could bear. Lucien being demanding, I could handle. Lucien making my ass burn and my cock ache was incredible. When he fucked me in his rough, primal way, it was the best thing ever, but him being tender with me was going to destroy me.
Lucien broke the kiss. Had he felt the tears I couldn’t hold back?
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Lucien
“Look at me,” I demanded.
Peter swiped at his eyes before obeying.
“Are you all right?”
He nodded but didn’t speak.
“Peter, tell me why you’re crying.”
“It’s… I don’t know exactly. The kiss. It was… I’ve never felt like that, like…”
“You’re special to me, Peter. That’s why I need you safe, healthy, and happy.”
“I am all those things when I’m with you.”
His words made my heart skip a beat. I loved him. I wasn’t ready to say it, but I couldn’t deny it anymore. “I’m going to clean you up, then I think we both could use a drink.”
I sure as hell could anyway. I kissed the top of his head and headed to the bathroom.
I’d told myself I wasn’t going to kiss Peter, no matter how much I wanted to, but after denying myself again and again, I couldn’t stand it anymore. Not after I’d watched him kneel for me, saw him surrender as I used my belt on him, and watched pleasure overtake him. I had to know how he tasted. I wanted to do everything with him, even the things that would make me fall even harder for him.
Most people thought I didn’t have a heart to lose, but they were wrong, and when I was around Peter, I couldn’t close myself off like I usually did.
When my father had told me I would one day lead the family, he made sure I knew how important it was not to let anyone think I was soft.
At eighteen, with my mother gone and my father insisting I start stepping up and taking on responsibilities, I made a decision to shut the softer part of myself away. I pushed Ash away. He was the only man I’d let myself fall for, the only man other than Peter who I’d ever kissed. He’d gone to college in California and never come back. As far as I knew, he’d broken off all ties with his family. After that, I’d made the decision to avoid anything romantic. Love would only make me weak. I loved my family, but they were all part of my world, and I could trust them to help me hide the things I didn’t want to show others.
Peter was right. When I was alone with him, I was different, more like the man I’d been before I lost my mom, but that side of me wasn’t fit to run the family business. To do that I had to stay hard.
Could I be the man Peter wanted in private and still keep my edge? If I couldn’t, I was going to have to send him away.
I splashed some cold water on my face, then let it warm up before wetting a washcloth for Peter. I almost tossed it to him and ordered him to clean himself up, but that wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted to care for him. I wanted to treat him like royalty. I wanted to make him feel special and… loved.
He deserved that. He deserved the world, and that was what I wanted to give him. But I was afraid I’d been the hard man I’d become at eighteen for far too long to change, even if it was possible for me to be the man he wanted.
