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“Part of the Brock Steel experience?” I laugh.

“I’ll never tell…”

“I swear, Brock, you have skills I never imagined existed.”

“You have some pretty awesome skills of your own, Rory Pike.”

He clamps his mouth onto my nipple then, while plucking the other with his fingers. Jolts of electricity spark through me as he tugs and munches.

With a movement so fluid I’m not sure when it happens, Brock moves to gentleness, licking the tips, kissing my areola.

Then back to munching, as if he can’t decide whether he’s savoring beluga caviar or chomping on beer nuts.

And damn… It’s hot.

I slide my hands down his back, pull his shirt up so I can feel his warm muscled skin.

He groans and drops the nipple from his lips. “God, your touch, Rory.”

“I know what you mean.”

He sucks on my nipple again, and then he moves to the other while he replaces the fingers of his other hand on this one.

My nipples are so hard. So hard and hot, and I swear I can feel each movement in my pussy.

“Brock, my nipples. Feels so good.”

“Sweetheart, it feels good to me too. I’m so hard for you right now. But I swear to God, I could spend the whole day on your nipples alone. They’re perfect. Dark red-brown and fucking perfect.”

He bites one, the shock arrowing straight to my pussy.

It’s crazy how much I want him. More than I ever imagined wanting anyone of either sex.

Brock Steel is in a class by himself.

It doesn’t matter whether he’s male or female.

He’s Brock.

He’s Brock, and I love him.

All those other times I thought I was in love? It was puppy love at best. This? This goes beyond passion, beyond desire, way beyond lust.

It’s an emotional connection I’ve never conceived before.

If you asked me before, I’d have said I know what love is. I’d have said sure, I’ve been in love.

Now? I know I wasn’t. I know that real love—true love—is something that can’t be described, but when you find it, you know.

But until you find it? You assume. You assume the love you feel is real.

He lets my nipple drop then, and he groans. “Need to be inside you.”

He undresses so quickly he seems to be naked in a flash. Then he unbuttons my pants, and I wriggle out of them as fast as I can.

Then a condom.

I get it. I do.

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