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Salem rocks her hips over my thumb, warm and wet and so fucking soft. I’m so hard that I can't even think straight. My cock throbs painfully, leaking into my underwear.

“Come here,” she says quietly, tugging on my hair. I release her nipple with a pop before kissing and licking my way to her mouth. “Take off your belt.”

God, I've wanted this for so long. I’ve prayed for this, spent so many nights shamefully jerking off to the memory of her, and now she's right here beneath me, naked and ready. I nearly blow on the spot.

My fingers work the buckle open quickly, and I seal my lips to Salem’s. She takes the leather from my hands and secures it around my neck, giving herself a handle to hold onto. I strip out of my pants and underwear at the same time, letting them both fall to the floor. As soon as my cock springs free, Salem wraps her palm around it, causing me to suck in a harsh breath.

I reluctantly break off the kiss to peer between our bodies, watching her stroke me slowly while I play with her clit. We're both soaked, sticky, and I move forward slightly to run the tip of my dick through her slick heat.

“Fuck,” she whispers, cheeks flushed. Her gaze meets mine when she hauls me closer with the belt, lifting her leg to my shoulder.

Every instinct screams at me to push forward, to slam inside her, but I use all my strength to pause for some common sense.

“Have you been with anyone else over the last year?” I blurt, wincing when she freezes beneath me. Her eyes widen, something flashing in their depths before she lowers her lashes and sinks her teeth into her bottom lip. Hesitating. “I'm just wondering if I should… put on a condom.”

Salem huffs and lets go of my cock, refocusing her attention to the ceiling. “I don't have anything if that's what you're asking.”

My chest aches, and I lick my lips nervously. “That doesn't answer my question.”

“Do you really want to know the answer?” she counters with a scowl. “Yes, okay? I’ve fucked around. Happy?”

Not really, because I want to know who, specifically. Or someone, specifically. Has she been sleeping with Devon this whole time? They were fucking before.

But I can't ask that. I'm too much of a coward. I just keep rubbing my cock along her warmth to get our momentum back. Salem stays silent for a few moments before reaching for my hand.

“Have you?” she whispers.

I stiffen, unable to look at her straight.

My heart rate kicks up, blood pulsing in my ears. Sweat breaks out on the back of my neck as nausea churns in my gut. If it weren't for the fact that I've wanted her like this for so long, her question would have killed the mood. My dick has a mind of its own, though. It's aching, throbbing to be inside her.

So I shake my head, adding to the long list of sins I'll be going to Hell for. “No. No one.”

Lying. Adultery. Sodomy.

Check, check, check.

Salem seems to let out a sigh of relief, twisting up my conscience even more. All thoughts disappear, though, when she grabs my length again and directs me to her dripping entrance. “Fuck me, Logan. I need you.”

Self-control has left the building. Almost of their own accord, my hips push forward and my cock eases inside her. Tight warmth surrounds me like velvet. It only takes a few thrusts before I’m fully seated, groaning at the wet heat engulfing my dick.

“Oh, God.” She throws her head back and yanks on my leash. “Move, baby. I need it hard. Please.”

Don’t mind if I do. I release a ragged breath and withdraw, only to slam back in again. The sound of her begging is like music in my ears. Usually, I'm the one pleading in our dynamic to touch her, taste her, kiss this gorgeous fucking body. Right now, it's mine.

“All. Mine,” I grit through my teeth, emphasizing each word with a punch of my hips.

Salem cries out, lifting her other leg as she pinches a nipple. Our gazes lock when I grab the back of her knee and push it to her chest, thrusting hard. That seems to hit the right spot, because her eyes roll back in her head. It's a position she's had me in before with the strap, and holy shit, it feels so good. So deep. My balls slap against her ass, the sound echoing around the room along with our heavy breaths.

“I…” Trailing off, I lean forward to bury my face in her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent. “Salem, I can't...”

“Don't you dare,” she snaps, tugging the belt until I choke. “Not until I come first.”

“I can't hold it.” I squeeze my eyes shut and drop my thumb to her clit to distract myself. If I look at her, I'll come.

“Logan, fuck.” She moves with me, her thighs slick with sweat on my shoulders. “I'm so fucking close.”

Having my eyes closed isn't helping, not when she sounds like that. I open them just in time to watch her fall apart.