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“A few?” I croaked.

A hiss escaped him when I reached down with my other hand to caress his balls. Which was when I moved lower on the bed so that I wasn’t at eye level with him anymore.

It helped that he didn’t lean on his elbows as I had so that he could watch me. If anything, the breathing room made me more adventurous. Especially when his fingers moved to my hair and he started playing with a few strands.

It was remarkably liberating to be given such freedom to pleasure him.

I shuffled nearer then pressed a kiss to the tip once I let it lay flat against his stomach, then I flicked my tongue along the little slit that had pre-cum gathering there already.

I guessed his pre-cum wasn’t particularly funky or bad. Just…

“Why do you taste like salt?”

His chuckle made another appearance. “It’s what cum tastes of.”

Though I crinkled my nose, he just carried on toying with my hair.

Which was the moment it came to me—the realization.

He’d answer anything I asked.

He was free with himself.

Open.

I liked open.

I hated closed.

He didn’t talk in doublespeak and didn’t withhold information. Every word wasn’t a battlefield, and every conversation didn’t leave me feeling interrogated.

I loved that he lay there and let me touch him. He’d gotten me off so many times, but there was no rush here. Hell, there wasn’t even any expectation. He was calm and relaxed and it slithered into my bones.

I wanted this.

More of this.

All of this.

I wanted it every night.

Forever.

The thought made me woozy.

Because of that, to hide the depth of that craving, a craving that let me see how it could be ten years down the line, him still calm and caring, me irate over one of our kids, maybe, breaking a wrist…

It was a jarring image, but I liked it even more.

“Lick the tip then move down the length of my cock,” he directed. “Get it wet. It’ll make it easier if you want to suck it.”

Eyes wide, I obeyed.

There were ropes of veins and a thick, long one at the back. From human biology, I knew what it was, but seeing it in a textbook and exploring it with my tongue were two very different learning experiences.

I much preferred the practical approach when Digger was my workmate.

“Never use your teeth unless you want me to fuck you, and I won’t fuck you today so keep them to yourself.”

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