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“What?”

“Look at me.”

I prop myself up on my elbows. Reece pulls his mouth away and sits back, but he keeps one hand on me. He rests it on my thigh as Wilson looks at me, waiting for me to obey him.

Finally, I meet his gaze, and his eyes seem to completely take over me. I don’t know what I’m going to do under that molten stare. It’s all so much to bear.

“What is it?” I whisper.

“This can be really wonderful.”

“I think so, too,” I start to say, but he holds his hand up to silence me. Instantly, I fall quiet. Apparently, he’s not finished.

“But I’m not like your other lovers.”

“Is this your way of telling me you aren’t like other boys?” I ask, winking.

“I’m not,” he says, but he’s serious. “I don’t play games, Sabrina, and I don’t mess around. I’m going to give you the best fucking orgasm of your life, baby, but you have to level with me. Asking me to touch you isn’t going to cut it for me, okay? I want to hear you say it, Sabrina, and I want you to use your dirty little mouth to get me off. Begging? Telling me how you want me to slide my fingers into your pussy and rub you from the inside until you come? That’s what gets my dick hard, so if you want to play with me, then you’re going to fucking play with me.”

Holy.

Fucking.

Dragons.

“Okay,” I whisper, because I don’t really know what else to say. I’ve never had a guy monologue like that about sex and I’ve never had anyone be so direct with me. It’s actually pretty refreshing.

And kind of wonderful.

“Let’s try again,” he says.

He reaches out and pushes my chest, forcing me to lie back down. I’m on my back now on the soft carpet. Reece still has a hand gently resting on my thigh and he’s stroking my skin softly, tenderly.

“Okay,” Wilson says. “Sabrina, tell me what you want.”

And now, I know that I’ve come to a crossroads.

I need to be honest.

I need to be straightforward.

I need to tell him exactly what I need, what I want, and I know that he’ll give it to me.

Only if I ask him, though.

Am I really ready for that?

I close my eyes.

“You can do this,” Reece murmurs. “You’ve got this, pretty girl. Tell us what you need, princess, and we’ll give you the best fucking night of your life.”

“Thank you,” I whisper to Reece. I know him better than I know Wilson, and he’s being really sweet. Reece has been my patient for a long time and there are about a million different reasons why us being together is wrong, but I don’t care about any of that anymore.

All I care about is getting off.

“Wilson, I want you to slide one finger inside of me and I want you to tease me.”

“Is that it, baby?”

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