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His gaze snaps to mine.
There’s one more thing I want tonight, and I’m going to make him give it to me himself.
“Ask me.”
His eyes narrow. “You cannot be serious.”
“Oh, I am.”
“You’ve spent this entire night ordering me around.”
“And yet here we are.”
His fingers twist in the sheets. “You’re enjoying this far too much.”
“Obviously.”
I drag the head of my cock down and back, close enough to promise without giving him what he wants. “Ask.”
His jaw tightens. “Don’t make me say it.”
“That’s exactly what I’m doing.”
“Asher.”
The way he says my name almost gets him what he wants for free.
Almost.
“Ask.”
He glares at me, cheeks burning. “Please.”
I hold still.
“Oh, for Light’s sake.”
I grin.
“You smug bastard.”
“Better. Still not what I asked for.”
A furious sound catches in his throat. Then he looks straight at me and gives me the rest. “Please, Asher. Fuck—please.”
Something punches straight through me at the sound of my name like that. “Good pet.”
His eyes close, his forehead dropping against mine.
Then I push forward, the head of my cock breaching him as his whole body locks around me. “Breathe.”
He does, raggedly, the tension slowly leaving his thighs as I sink in by degrees. I watch his throat work until my hips are flush against him and there’s nowhere left to go, small tremors running through his legs where they bracket mine.
“Stars...” His voice comes out thin. “You’re... fuck, Ash. Maybe you’re too big.”
“I fit.” I set my hands on his hips. “Look at you. Taking me so well. Like you were made just for me.”
I draw back until only the head keeps him open, then drive home.
