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I bite my lip, peeking up at him through my lashes. He looks at me as if I’m a masterpiece, a shrine to worship, and I can’t deny how invigorating that feels.
I wet my lips and then croak out a weak, “Thank you. I grew them myself.”
He pays me no mind, instead swooping down and capturing a nipple between his teeth. Inhaling sharply, I arch into his hot mouth, eyes rolling in sync with his tongue.
He groans deeply before switching to the other. His grip turns punishing, and I revel in the feel of his hands marking me. I want to be covered in bruises by morning. It’ll be the last time he’ll ever touch me, and I want something good to remember him by before I ruin it.
He pulls away with a plop and then curses.“Goddamn it.”
“What, what’s wrong?” I ask, looking around to find the source of the problem. Did he lose his boner? Christ, that’d be my luck. Find a guy that can fuck like a god, but only when he can get it up.
“No condom,” he chokes. He starts to pull away, but I stop him.
“Uhm, not to be weird because we’re strangers, but I’m clean and on birth control.”
His brow pinches, a frown pulling down his lips.
“I don’t fuck without condoms.”
“Then why did you bring mehere? Why not, like, your house or a hotel?”
”Because you looked like you needed an escape. I wasn’t planning on fucking you.”
“Oh,” I say, clearing my throat awkwardly. “Well… uh, you provided an escape all right.”
There’s a hint of his dimples, and once again, I’m overcome with the need to bring them out.
Slowly, his eyes track down my curves, and for the first time, I feel a sense of insecurity. Inadequacy. Like he can see the sins that cover my body like oil.
“Maybe just this once,” he murmurs, seemingly to himself. I roll my lips together, impatiently waiting for him to decide. When his hazel eyes lift, it nearly stops my heart in my chest. He’s just so goddamn… intense.
“You’re going to ruin me,” he reiterates.
I will.
“I won’t.”
At least not like he thinks.
“You’re lying.”
I am.
“You won’t be the only one that will be ruined, remember?” I settle on, deciding to go with the truth.
I absolutely will destroy him, and later, I’ll hate myself for it more than I already do.
Chapter 4
Sawyer
“I’m clean, too,” he says gruffly. “Now, take them off,” he demands, nodding at his shorts.
My limbs are buzzing with relief, making them feel numb as I hook my thumbs into his waistband and pull them down as far as I can reach. He kicks them the rest of the way off, and my eyes widen when he sits up on his knees.
He’s not just long but incredibly thick, with veins threading throughout the length.
“Absolutely not,” I say, shaking my head. “No. No way. I change my fucking mind.” I point at it. “That will puncture a lung.”
