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“D-Daddy?”

My voice cracked as I eked out the word, and he stopped a hair’s breadth away from where I lay on the bed, hard and proud of the tattooed, muscled body he’d clearly cultivated from countless hours in the gym. He frowned. “Yes, my sweet Angel Baby? What is it?”

I blinked up at him, leaning back on my elbows. “I . . .” My throat closed up, and I swallowed again.

Henry dropped to the bed beside me, brushing some curls from my eyes. “What is it, Tris? Is something wrong? Do we need to stop?”

Fuck. I was taking all the sexy out of the moment. “No! Not at all. I was wondering . . . I just thought . . .” I cleared my throat, deciding to push ahead. Worst case scenario, he’d simply say no, and even if it was a little awkward, we’d move on. But my heart raced despite my logic. “Can I fuck you tonight?”

Henry’s gorgeous dark-blue eyes widened, but as I stared into them, I saw the fire in their depths at my words. Goddamn. He wanted this. He—fuck—he wanted me to fuck him. “Holy shit, Tris, are you serious?”

I nodded, my heart racing for an entirely different reason now. This was happening. “Absolutely. I’m vers.”

“Damn, really?”

I nodded, smiling. “Yep. I take it you’re good with that?”

“Goddammit, Tristan. I’m more than good with it. Short of fucking you, I’ve never wanted anything more.”

I let out a goddamn giggle—which I was blaming on my pure relief at his words—and grinned. “Then let’s fuck, Daddy.”

“Shit.” Henry pushed off the bed, crossing the room to the nightstand and pulling open the drawer. I watched him over my shoulder as he pulled out some lube and a different string of condoms than he’d had last time. Wait—did he have a different size of condom available? Was that for me?

He must’ve noticed the questions in my eyes as he moved to sit on the side closest to him. He shrugged when he laid the condoms next to my hip. “I keep a stash just in case, not that I’ve ever had someone else use them. I’ve never actually had someone else in my ass at all. But the condoms do make for easy cleanup for my . . . er, toys.”

I sat up straight then. “Um, toys? Okay, I need to see these.”

Without hesitation, Henry pulled open the second drawer and extracted a moderately sized light-pink dildo. He held it between us, and I swore I saw it glittering in the light.

My eyes shot wide. “Does it sparkle?”

He grinned unashamedly. “You bet your sexy ass it does. They don’t call it ‘The Unicorn’ for nothing.”

I started laughing. “Is this from Heavenly Toys?”

He nodded. “Yes. Used your code, too, so hopefully you got a little kickback.”

“But of course.”

He chuckled.

“Okay, I definitely need to see you take that someday soon. But tonight, I want to be inside you. Is that okay, Daddy?”

“Enthusiastic and ongoing consent given. Tear up my ass, boy. Don’t make me beg.”

“Holy fucking shit, Henry.” I shook my head to clear it then found my inner Top. “Okay, hands and knees.”

He followed directions beautifully, putting his gorgeous, perfectly muscled ass right in front of me as he faced the headboard. “Yes, Angel Daddy.”

Holy motherfucking shitballs. “Okay, you’re definitely calling me that every time I top you, got it?” I took a breath as I reached for the lube, coating the fingers on my right hand as I decided to broach the subject. “And maybe when I’m your Daddy for an entire scene. If you’d be into that sort of thing.”

I heard his breath catch as his head whipped around to find my gaze. “Would you?”

I nodded, staring him down. My hands were frozen in the air as I waited for his response. “Very much, actually. I didn’t realize it was a thing I wanted until just a few minutes ago.”

Henry’s expression grew solemn, all straight lines and serious eyes. “I would love to try that with you, Tris.”

I nodded, glad we’d covered the preliminaries. “We can talk more about that later. For now . . .” I let my voice trail off as I prepared to open him up for me. “Have you done this with someone else before?”