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“You won’t have to worry about that, trust me. But you should really get that temper of yours under control.”
Caz looks down as I draw in a breath. His hand skims down my waist and I watch as he traces his fingers across the pink band, then drops his head, planting his lips on the hollow of my neck.
“I can’t do this,” he finally whispers.
“Why not?”
“I just…can’t. It won’t do either of us any good.” A pause. “You should go back home.”
Ugh. Why must he still put up a fight? I mean, I get that he’s wary about the Tether, but come on. “What if I don’t want to go back home? What if I want to be here? With you?”
He picks up his head, eyeing me. “Then I’d tell you what you want is unjust.”
“For myself?”
“No,” he says, and a breath falls through his parted lips. “For me. Staying here is suicide for you. If anyone outside of the people in my circle find out about you and me, that’s not only a threat for myself, but you as well. I’m used to it, but I can’t have that with you.”
“Then we keep it here…right?”
“Not sure. Rami came close to knowing. Who’s to say no one else noticed?” My breath hitches as he drags his hand down, farther, farther, until it’s between my thighs. “I’ve never touched another person as much as this without...” He wrenches my thighs apart, gliding his fingers along the flesh inside of one of them. “No burning. No pain. Just...pleasure. I never thought it’d be possible.”
I sit up as he does, and I sense that he wants to pull away. I hear him battling himself, wanting to retract, but finding it hard to. I don’t want him to.
“Can I try something with you?” I ask.
He cuts his eyes to me. “Try what?”
I bite into my bottom lip, too nervous to say it out loud. My face becomes hot when the thought hits him, and when he gets a whisper of the idea, it registers all over his face. His eyes are rounder, brighter, and he blinks several times as he digests it.
He sits up straighter on the edge of the bed, drawing in a breath. “All right then.”
I climb off the bed, moving in front of him. One of my knees presses outside his thigh, and I cradle one side of his face in my hands.
Trust me?
His eyes soften.I do.
I hold his blue eyes a moment, and he stares back into mine, then I drop my leg and climb on the bed to get behind him. While he faces forward, I spread my legs outside of his, so my feet are dangling off the bed, then I guide my arms beneath his, wrapping them around his waist. From behind, I spread his shirt open a bit, splaying my fingers on his bare chest.
His breaths become ragged as my palms rest on his body, but I don’t stop. I inch them farther down, spreading them over his abs and resting my cheek on his shoulder blade. He shudders as I reach for his belt buckle, then he rapidly grips my hand. I freeze, breathing evenly, and he slowly releases my hand, putting his back at his side.
I continue unbuckling his belt and listening to his heartbeat through his back. When the buckle is undone and the pants unbuttoned and unzipped, I lower them just enough to reach his briefs. He lifts his hips a bit, helping me get them down. When they are, I pull out his dick, freeing it, and he expels a trapped breath, dropping his head to watch what I’m doing.
“Is this too much?” I whisper, lifting my head.
“No.” His voice is thick with arousal. “Keep going.”
I wrap my hand around his hardening dick, sliding my thumb over the tip. It’s wet with pre-cum, and I use it to dampen the head. I lower my hand and, slowly, I stroke him, working from the base to the top. As I swivel my wrist, his dick grows twice as hard in my palm.
“Has this been done to you before?”
“No. I don’t let anyone touch me like this.”
“And this doesn’t hurt?” I ask, still going.
“Not at all.” He places the back of his head on my shoulder, exposing his neck. He smells like sweet tobacco and ocean air. I place my lips on the crook of his neck, and he groans, body tensing.
“You’ll make me come.”
