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Josslyn unfastened his pants. “You’re still not helping.”
He took over, stripping out of his ruined shirt and pants, making sure to take a condom from his pocket before he tossed both pants and boxers aside.
Josslyn looked him over, starting from the ground up. “First time I’ve seen you fully naked.”
He was in…okay shape. There were things he could work on, but right now he was too turned on to manage self-conscious.
Ilias gripped Josslyn by the waist, yanked her against his chest, and turned them both so the ottoman was behind him. He sat, pulling her down on top of him.
Josslyn half fell on his chest—her breasts pressed nicely against his naked chest—then knelt astride him. Her hands were braced on his shoulders as he gripped her hips.
“Does this mean I’m in charge?” she murmured.
“It means you’re on top. And you can be in charge as long as you hurry up.” He shifted to reach between her legs, testing her pussy for wetness. The feel of her was familiar now, but this time when he touched her, she ground down against his hand, and when he thrust two fingers into her vagina, she rocked forward and back. Before now, she’d always been still, either obediently, or thanks to bondage.
Now there was no power exchange, only the push and pull of two people who needed to feel one another, be with one another.
This was just sex, though saying “just” when it came to sex oversimplified something that was both primal and complex.
He’d never had “just sex” in Las Palmas before. He’d never had “just sex” with a woman who subbed for him.
He could lie to himself and say this was because of the game, that because she was assigned to him, somehow this was different. He could lie to himself and say what he felt for her wasn’t different and special.
The one thing that wasn’t a lie was that he’d barely known her 24 hours. This might be a flash in a pan, burning bright only for a moment.
And if that was the one truth, he’d intended to revel in it, and in her.
“Condom,” she gasped. “Because I need you in me. Now.”
He ripped open the package and started to hand it to her. Her lips twitched as she shook her head, sitting back on his knees.
“You like to watch?” He pinched the tip, then placed it on the head of his dick. His cock twitched as he rolled it on.
“Not normally, but I’d watch you rub one out.” Her hand slid down between her thighs, and her eyes slid closed as she touched herself.
Ilias grabbed her wrist, yanking her hand away.
“Hey,” she protested.
He brought her hand to his lips and licked her juice from her fingers. Her breasts heaved as she took deep breaths while watching him suck and lick her fingers.
He pulled her hand from his mouth, kissed her palm, then placed it on his shoulder.
“Come here, baby.” He gripped her hips and yanked her up so she was kneeling up, her breasts right where he wanted them.
He buried his face between her breasts, inhaling the scent of her skin. Then he turned his head to the side and bit the inner curve of her tit.
She gripped his hair. “No biting.”
“You sure you want that.”
“Good point. Bite away.”
He smiled against her. She was fun to be with, fun to talk to. When was the last time he’d thought that about someone he was with?
“Have I told you how much I like these tits?” He nuzzled the one he hadn’t bitten.
“No, you barely touched them. I thought maybe you weren’t a tit guy.”
