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Thea is a feast for the eyes. And I can’t wait to dig in.

So I won’t wait. I drop to my knees and dip a finger in.

“Fuck, Aus,” she whimpers.

I grab her legs and dive face-first into her heat. I home in on her clit and suck on it hard. Her entire body shakes.

“Aus, I’m going to… I’m going to…”

She lets out a scream as I pull an orgasm out of her. All that does is make me go at her harder. A beautiful woman like Thea deserves a whole night of passion, not just a stolen moment.

She begins to tremor again as she reaches the apex a second time. And then a third.

All in the span of maybe ninety seconds.

Thea is sensitive. Or I just know what I’m doing.

A little of both.

I’ve always been a people pleaser, and I want to give Thea as many orgasms as I can muster.

“Aus… Let me…” She draws in a breath. “Let me do you.”

Don’t have to ask me twice.

I lean back, wipe my chin, and look up at her with a big grin. “Sure I can’t make you come a few more times?”

“I didn’t say that.” She extends both her hands. “But I want to see what you look like under your clothes as well.”

“As my lady wishes.” I’m about to give her my hands so she can help me up when I notice a long jagged scar on her left thigh. Looks like it’s from a lawnmower blade or something. It doesn’t look like it was stitched up, either. I run my fingers up her thigh. “What happened here?”

She blinks a few times, stumbles back slightly. “Oh. Just an old accident.”

“Car accident?”

“Sort of.” She picks her robe off the floor, wraps it back around her body. “I don’t really feel like talking about it right now.”

“But wait, weren’t you going to…?” My hand wanders absently to my crotch.

“I’d love to, Aus, I honestly would, but…” She glances at a mirrored clock across the hall. “Crap. We don’t have time. I have to get into the shower. Maybe we can pick up where we left off after the gala?”

Damn it all. I shouldn’t have said anything about her scar. That broke the spell, turned everything back into a fucking pumpkin.

She closed herself off when I asked about the scar. There’s a story there she doesn’t like reliving.

I’ll tread more carefully now.

I wasn’t thinking.

And now my balls are going to be bluer than Papa Smurf’s.

She said we’ll pick up where we left off when we get back. I’ll take her at her word.

It’s been over a year since I last had sex with someone other than my hand. I haven’t had a minute to myself since Bianca Montrose handed me the reins of the Jade Sanctum. I’ve watched night after night as Wick took attractive girls home and then always returned to my own bed alone.

Maybe that’s why I can’t stand the fucker. He’s getting a hell of a lot more action than I am.

But hey, I just got a little something with Thea. More than he did, if what she told me is true.