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“Say it, Allie. Whose pussy is this? Tell me as you come all over my fingers.”

She groans a guttural sound, more primal than I’ve ever heard from her before, and that I pulled that noise from her makes my cock throb in my sweats. She whispers, her voice almost lost from her repeated pleas.

“Yours . . . it’s yours, Dominick.”

I stroke her clit once more, and her back arches so hard I can hear her spine crackle like fireworks, her breath catching as shudders grip her muscles, her pussy quivering. I ride her through every wave, drawing every last drop of pleasure from her with softening strokes until she can’t breathe, and I tenderly squeeze her throat.

“Stay just like that.”

She freezes as I withdraw and pull my sweats down, my rock-hard cock already weeping a joyous stream of precum. I swipe my fingers through her messy pussy, gathering her orgasm, and rub the sticky slickness on my shaft quickly. I jack myself with long strokes, pumping hard and fast into my fist. My tip bumps along her clit, edging her toward overstimulation, but I like the way she flinches every time I touch her.

Allie’s eyes track my every move, like she’s memorizing the way I enjoy being touched, like she’s getting off on watching me get off.

“Fuck, Dom . . . that’s so hot. Come on me.”

I’m shaking, my thighs tight with impending release, and I’m already on the edge. “I’m going to mark you outside like I marked you inside.”

She nods, though I don’t think she’s aware she does it. And with three more strokes, I grunt, my cum splashing across her mound as I come hard. A thrill rolls through me when as soon as Allie feels the heat of it, she slips a fingertip into the puddle, spreading it and rubbing it into her skin, tracing something in silent letters that I can’t quite make out. Lifting her finger, she slides it into her mouth, moaning at the flavor of me, which triggers one more jerky spasm from me that lands like an exclamation point at the top of her cleft.

Spent, I fold over her, kissing her fully, my heart pounding at the combination of our flavors on our tongues. Her lips tilt up into a smile even as we kiss, and when I pull back to look at her, I can see the devil in her eyes.

“I think we both won that game.”

She looks so damn proud of her joke, but I tell her seriously, “Love, make no mistake. You might’ve had a good game, but I certainly came out on top.”

Her laugh is all the answer I need to know I’m right.

Chapter 11

Allie

“I swear, Gavin, I’m fine. I don’t need you in here crowding the guys while they’re working,” I tell him, exasperated by his forced all-up-in-my-business jokes. At least Donna’s gotten used to him. Actually, I think she sort of thinks he’s cute in a Let me introduce you to my granddaughter kind of way.

He flashes me a wide, white smile that I’m sure gets him plenty of pussy, especially when it’s partnered with his wide, strong body and lighthearted personality.

But the gleam of his grin just annoys me even more. He shakes his head, leaning down to keep his voice quiet enough that not everyone in East Robinsville knows who I’m seeing.

“Allie, it’s cute that you think I’m leaving while you have strange men in the studio talking to you and looking you up and down. Maybe you don’t give a shit about my balls, but I’m rather attached to them and don’t want your man chopping them off anytime soon.”

I roll my eyes, laughing. “What if I promise to ask Dom to leave your balls alone? Then will you let me get some work done?”

He pales. “For fuck’s sake, do not mention my name and balls in the same sentence ever, but especially not to him unless you’re a heartless bitch. Which, to be clear, I don’t think you are.”

He sounds hopeful and not altogether sure of whether that’s true or not. I relieve his tension with a wink and pat him on the shoulder.

“Fine, but as soon as the workers are out of here, so are you. I’m here for the long haul today, deep-cleaning for my first class next week. So my evening detail can take over when I head home. Deal?”

Gavin smirks, probably relieved. “You drive a hard bargain, but deal.”

He takes my offered hand, shaking it firmly before saying, “You know I’m not agreeing to that because you said it but because that was already my assignment for the day, right?”

I growl. “Ugh. Men.”

He laughs at my pseudo-frustration, because really, I’m not all that upset about it. Gavin’s a good guy, and I don’t mind the chaperoning, but I had hopes to get the poles installed before lunch. And it’s creeping up on late afternoon now. The hours just seemed to get nibbled away this entire morning.

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