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“I want to feel you come on my dick.”
“What a gentleman.”
“Woman, less talking, more fucking.” He pinched her nipples, rolling them back and forth.
“Fuck!” Her back arched and she ground herself down on him.
He remembered what she’d said about how pleasure-pain became just pain once she orgasmed and released her nipples, wrapping his hands around her waist to hold her through the last of her climax.
He used that same hold to keep her still as he thrust up, ass muscles clenching. He stared at her, and those delicious breasts, her flushed face, and that was enough. He groaned, cock twitching as he filled the condom.
Josslyn slumped on top of him, nearly boneless. He kept his arms around her, loosely, not holding her in place, just holding her, until his cock softened enough to slide out of her warm pussy.
He nudged her, and Josslyn slid off him, dropping onto the ottoman.
“I’ll be right back.”
He went to take care of the condom, and when he returned, he shifted the blanket out of the way, sat, then tugged Josslyn to lean against his chest, throwing the blanket over her.
She tugged at it, trying to cover both of them. “You’ll get cold too.”
“I’m fine.”
They sat in silence, at first companionable, then tense.
“We should talk about it.”
“Yes,” he agreed.
She sighed but didn’t sit up, didn’t break their physical connection.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
“Want to know red, yellow, or green?”
“No, because right now I’m just Ilias.”
At that, she did push up, keeping one hand on his chest, to look at him. “That was some of the best sex I’ve ever had.”
“I agree.”
“Really?” She looked doubtful. “Because as you’ve heard, my sexual history isn’t exactly inspiring.”
“I’m telling the truth.”
“I believe you.” She winced. “And I’m going to hate myself for saying this but…where do we go from here?”
“I don’t know.” He knew what he wanted, but that want was so new he wouldn’t voice it. That would be foolish.
“Can we keep it separate, enough to finish the game?”
“Separate the ‘just sex’ from our BDSM scenes. That’s realistically the only workable option.”
“How many more checklist things do we have to do?”
“Just one. We’re not going to mess around with a religious scene.”
Josslyn carefully lay back against his chest. “All we have left is rape fantasy?”
