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“Did I say you could do that?”
“And what are you going to do about it?” He grinned wickedly.
“Slow your hand.”
His pupils blew wide as he obeyed.
“Yeah, just like that.” I fisted my own cock but didn’t stroke. “Now a little faster. Twist at the head.”
He moaned softly, his eyes glistening.
“So good,” I praised. “Now squeeze tighter. Good boy.”
He let out a happy little sigh and relaxed against the bed.
“Taste yourself.”
He swiped his thumb over his slit and brought it to his lips.
“Show me how you like it. How you’d want it if that was my hand.”
He returned his hand to his dick. His strokes were slow and tight.
“Good boy. Now fuck your hand.”
He smiled darkly. Watching him slide his perfect cock through his fist as he thrust his hips was almost my undoing. More. Fuck, I needed more.
I needed it all.
“Stop.”
He growled out a frustrated breath but obeyed.
“Good boy.”
I climbed back onto the bed and gripped his briefs so I could yank them off. When we were both naked, I lay over him and kissed him nice and slow.
He melted against me and kissed me back with so much passion and need that something inside me burst open.
I was in love with Graham, and I knew right then, I had been for a while.
He might be one of the most frustrating people I’d ever met, but he was also kind and sweet and surprisingly humble. He needed someone to take care of him. To show him that he mattered and to remind him that he didn’t have to be the strong one. He could let go and let someone love him.
Me. I wanted to be that someone, and not just because the sex was fire. Graham was by far the best I’d ever had, but it wasn’t because of his model-perfect face or incredible body. It was how he looked at me in that shy, trusting way. How he surrendered to me, and yet, he wasn’t afraid to flip the tables and fight back.
That night he’d taken care of me was burned in my brain. He’d been there when I needed someone. He’d fed me, distracted me. He’d opened up and shown me the sides of himself he kept hidden. The sweet side. The sensitive one. The silly and funny one.
Graham slowed our kisses until they were long and languid and more about passion than foreplay. Christ, I could get lost in him. Just kissing him was beyond erotic. His taste, his scent, the way he wrapped himself around me and fully gave himself over to the moment…
The kind of moment that made that little voice in my head loud.
Mine.Mine.
He bumped his hips up and whined into my mouth. Still kissing him, I reached over and tugged the drawer to my bedside table open. I fumbled around inside and pulled out the lube, a condom, and the paper I’d put in there earlier. I dropped all three on the bed and gave him one more, sweet kiss.
I untangled myself from him and sat up, my ass on my heels and my dick rock hard and pointing straight up.
“Babe?” He pushed up on his elbows.
