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He’s wearing nothing underneath.

Volik kicks his clothes away and stands before me naked.

Hard.

His chest is rising and falling.

Our hearts are thudding.

And here, in his home, there’s no reason to hold back.

I want to touch it.

I need to touch it.

I reach for his length.

My fingers wrap around the end of him, and his skin is hot under my touch.

I step closer as I slide my hands down toward the base.

It’s so smooth.

So big.

Hands clamp down on my hips as he hisses. “Nix.”

I glance up at him. His lids are lowered. His muscles are flexed. And gods, he’s so damn sexy.

My mouth opens, and I start to bend.

His eyes widen. “What are you⁠—”

My lips meet the head of his glistening cock.

He growls.

I lick.

He tears through the side of my thong and rips the material away from my body.

Mint fills my nostrils, but the flavor on my tongue…

I close my lips around the head, sucking the beaded drip of his flavor into my mouth.

Dessert coats my tongue.

He tastes like…

I swallow. But I can’t focus.

My ears are buzzing. My jaw feels like it’s pulsing.

Volik reaches over my back, sliding his hand down over my ass. His fingers seek my entrance from behind.

Energy rolls through the room when he discovers my wetness.

I move my tongue against the underside of his cock, wanting to take more of him. Wanting to try. But my jaw is already open wide. And his thickness is already filling so much of my mouth.