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A head shake that she backed up by trying to dislocate both my arms. At least, that was what I assumed she was going for whenshe tried to turn suddenly. She froze when I didn’t loosen my hold to let her go. “Is that my only option?”

“No. But we both know?—”

“I know. I know. That doesn’t change anything.”

I forced myself to let go of her so I could turn her and take her mouth in a rough kiss. I didn’t know a human could be magnetic, but that was the only explanation for why I couldn’t keep my hands and lips to myself. Even when we separated long enough to strip the other, I had to touch her. Had to kiss her. Had to taste her skin and bite her perfect tit until it left a mark.

Once she was naked and I was down to my boxers, I gripped her chin and dragged my thumb across her bottom lip. “You sure about this?” She opened her mouth to answer, but I pushed my thumb harder against it. “Take a second. Think about.” I met her eyes and gave her the truth. “I don’t wanna be a regret come morning.”

“You won’t be. I want you.”

Fuckin’ hellfuck.

“Prove it.”

“W-what?” The little stammer from my confident badass didn’t happen often, but it was good to know I wasn’t the only one knocked outta whack.

“Kneel.”

I watched for hesitation. An eye roll. A sign she wasn’t into it or was forcing herself to try for me. I didn’t want any of that.

Well, maybe the eye roll ’cause I liked the attitude.

I liked her snark.

I liked that she wasn’t afraid to go toe-to-toe with me, giving as good as she got.

I wanted all that.

And then I wanted her to submit to me anyway.

There was not a damn thing other than fire and grace when she lowered herself.

“Look at you. So damn pretty on your knees for me.” I dragged my thumb across her bottom lip again before sliding it into her mouth.

I was already pretty sure I’d died from lack of blood flow to my brain, but when she wrapped her full lips around my thumb and sucked, I knew I had.

Pressing my thumb against her tongue, I used my hold to open her mouth. “Thought about filling this smart mouth more times than I can count. Fantasized about it. Jacked off imagining it.”

She let out another sad whine and stuck her tongue out farther.

An invitation I didn’t have the willpower to decline.

“Keep it open, baby.” I shoved my boxers down and kicked them to the side.

Lo’s eyes went big, and the needy whine turned into a nervous one as she looked up at me.

Not like I was just anyone.

Her pupils were blown wide for me. Somehow, I had a fuckin’ goddess on her knees, looking up at me like she was the luckyone, when we both knew damn well the roles were reversed. I should’ve been the one bowing down, worshiping that perfect body.

And I would.

But I had an invitation to accept.

Fisting the base of my cock, I slid the head over her tongue. She tried to close her mouth around it, but I pulled it away. “What’d I say?”

She parted her lips and stuck her tongue back out.