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“What are you trying to prove? I can feel how desperately you need to. Your cock is dripping everywhere.”

It was true. My cock was leaking alarmingly, embarrassingly. “Just do it. I’m not going to get off from this.” I sounded stubborn, petulant, but I didn’t care. I was never going to see this man again anyway.

He gave a roll of his hips and gasped in pleasure. “Of course, you are. I can feel you trembling around me. You feel so good squeezing my cock with your tight little hole. Does it ache, pretty boy? Do you enjoy suffering for me?”

I shuddered hard. I didn’t want him in my head, but his voice stroked at my brain the way his hand stroked my cock, and his dick felt huge and hard and far too horrible and perfect deep inside me.

A stray breeze, a wrong word, and I was going to lose my last shred of dignity.

I whimpered, grinding my teeth, but the tension in my balls was too tight, and I was quaking with the force of the orgasm trying to slip its leash.

One thrust. Another. I was doggedly trying to outlast him, and he knew it. His fingertips brushed over my balls. I choked. The next brush of his fingers and every muscle in my body tensed, letting me know there was no holding back for me now.

“Ugh. Fuck. Yesss,” he hissed.

His sound of surrender, the vocalization of his pleasure, tipped me hard over the edge. Hips stuttered, and his cock bucked in my ass. My own pleasure snatched control, refusing to be repressed another second. Every muscle in my back and thighs seized.

I whimpered a curse, but my brain entirely shut down as the first long, long spasm of my orgasm held me in breathless ecstasy. My eyes slammed shut. The hand on my cock had frozen, squeezing too hard, as though his fingers had forgotten what they were doing. He stirred his hips, riding out my orgasm, his cock still pulsing inside me. My cum squeezed past the chokehold he had on my dick, and I sobbed. The orgasm seemed to go on and on, and then the aftershocks kept coming. Each of his thrusts forced cum from my ass, and the hot slickness stung.

I’d come so hard I felt like I was high.

Gradually, reality came crowding back. My body was happy and satiated, other than my ass, which felt like it had become acquainted with the wrong end of a fire extinguisher.

He slid his cock out of me. It felt weird as hell.

I’d let another man into my body. I’d let him top me.

Coward that I was, I stayed safe behind my eyelids. I didn’t want to look at either of them.

He went into the bathroom, and I felt the bed dip. My mind was stunned, swimming. I ached, and I had a sudden, very real appreciation for how Tarryn must feel after I got rough with her. Tired—so bone tired that I felt like I hadn’t slept inmonths.

Sore, like someone had beaten me in the street and stolen my wallet.

And my clothes.

And my dignity.

“Valor?” She pressed near and kissed my temple. “Are you okay?”

I swallowed, trying not to let my stinging eyes overflow again. She wrapped her arm across my back, draping herself over me protectively. She kissed my mouth, and her soft lips felt strange and sweet.

“I’m fine.” My voice was a croak.

“I don’t think you are.”

Neither of us said anything for a few minutes, and then the bathroom door opened. I pushed myself up and turned over, taking her with me and holding her in my lap. Guiltily, I realized I was using her as a shield so he wouldn’t see how messed up I was—at least not right away.

Loïc strode into the room, completely dressed. He looked around like he’d never been in the room before. He went to the sideboard and poured himself a drink and downed it. Was he trying to wash the taste of us out of his mouth?

“Are you leaving already?” Tarryn voiced the question I was too rattled to ask. He turned with an unruffled, casual air as though he hadn’t wreaked havoc on us and potentially our entire relationship. But then, that would be my fault, not his.

“Thank you for the invitation,” he said formally, as though we’d had him over for dinner. “It’s been…an experience.”

He gave us a nod and walked out the door, not giving us a backward glance.

“Um, okay. Bye?” Tarryn stared after him.

The door shut with an emphatic click.

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