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“Say yes,” he repeats.
“No,” I whisper, grinding into him.
He immediately pulls back, languidly flicking at my clit while denying me the friction I seek. I tug at his arm, half-ass attempting to remove myself from his embrace. He tightens his hold again, his chuckle taunting me as he gives me just one more inch.
“Tell me you want this.”
I do. God, do I fucking want this. Him. All of it. But I don’t want a one-and-done. Lorenzo is addictive like that… Enough to make me go through withdrawals when he leaves because I won’t be with only him.
“You know what I want.”
“I know what you want,” he agrees, giving me one more inch.
The leisurely pace of his movements as he fills me fully drives me insane. After waking up in the throes of an orgasm, I feel as if he conned me out of the best part. He’s well aware of that, too. It’s why he’s building me up like he’s sculpting my pleasure into his greatest masterpiece. Making it more difficult for me to walk away from him again.
He’s overly gentle, refusing to speed up as he forces me to experience every sensation with him. From the power in his muscles to the confidence in his touch to the groan that vibrates in his chest as my body responds.
Lory doesn’t just fuck me; he reminds me how well he knows me, how thoroughly he can own me.
I shake, teetering on the peak of release. But he won’t let me tip over the edge until he’s ready. Until he’s done teasing the voracious spot inside me that wants to consume all the pleasure he offers.
“Lory,” I whimper, begging, “Please.”
“Come with me, Jasper.”
I shatter at his command, dragging him with me into euphoric bliss. He bites at the bruise on my shoulder that Ezra left. Blades of pain slice through my overworked system. Lory squeezes my neck, cutting off my breath as I try to scream his name.
When my vision tunnels, I tap his arm, and he quickly lets me go.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Just needed to breathe,” I rasp, flipping over so I can see him. “What time is it?”
“It was right after two when you woke me up,” he says, peeking over his shoulder at the hotel’s alarm clock. “It’s almost five now.”
“You woke me up,” I correct.
He shakes his head, chuckling. “No, Jas. You definitely started that. I finished it.”
“Tell me again why we can’t do that every Thursday night?” I haul myself out of the bed, my legs shaking as I move toward the bathroom to clean up, though I stop before I make it to the door. “I didn’t mean—”
“What is your obsession with having everyone separated by days of the week?” Lory asks, more curious than agitated. “The rules I understand, but not much else. Why not let them know who the other is if you want to have actual relationships with them instead of the flings?”
“I don’t really care who has me on which day. That was never the issue. It was easier to keep everyone separate with scheduled days, but it was also easier to know what I could and couldn’t do that day. Like I could take tough jobs on Tuesdays, because Riley understands I can’t explain certain things. More so than Kane, who wants to step in and help before he even knows what the problem is or if he can fix it.”
“And you want to continue that?”
I stare at myself in the mirror as I wet a washcloth. Did I want to continue the designated days of the week thing? Not really. No.
“I would prefer having no schedule,” I admit, climbing back into bed. “I’d rather have a natural flow to the relationships, whether that’s dinner or sex or just passing—”
“You want to be passed around like property?”
“I am no one’s property, nor am I a means to an end.”
Lory grimaces at my dry tone. “I’m just trying to understand how this is about more than sex, Jasper. I’m not—”
“I know. You didn’t mean for it to sound like that.” I give him a small smile. “I don’t know how to explain that it’s more than sex. It just is. I’m not asking you to touch anyone else, but I am asking you to keep an open mind about who’s touching me.”
