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“Answer the question, Valor.”
“Yes.” The admission hurt, but what was the point in lying? Despite my efforts to hide my emotions, he could apparently tell how much I wanted more.
“So, now that you’ve made Tarryn feel guilty for fucking me, you’re thinking about letting me fuck you, too? Maybe your parents should have called you Scoundrel instead of Valor.”
“It’s not cheating. We talked about things ahead of time and agreed.”
“You told her you hoped I would fuck you again?”
“I…I didn’t hope that. I don’t.”
He grabbed my cock, and all the air whooshed out of me. His hand felt huge.
“You should unzip your pants before you come in them.” He left the ‘again’ unsaid, but I could tell by his tone that he knew what had happened at the hotel room the first night.
I shuddered, wanting his hand on my bare cock more than anything, but my body wasn’t only mine. “I can’t do this without talking to Tarryn.”
“Such a little slut for me.” Loïc’s voice was warm with approval. “Call her if you like. If you hurry, I may even wait for you to discuss it.”
Shaking, I reached behind me to grab my phone off my desk.
Already, I was far too close to coming. If he made me go off in my suit pants, I would die of humiliation.
I swiped open my phone and hit the call button for Tarryn, praying she would pick up.
But wait—what time was it? Almost everyone had gone home the last I’d checked. The corner of my phone said seven-thirty. Shit. It was still too early for Tarryn to be awake unless she had an early day.
I stared at my phone as the call went through, and then put it to my ear, watching Loïc watch me as he palmed my dick through my pants.
I counted rings, mentally calling out to her to pick up. We could practically read each other’s minds some days, but there was only so much she could do while she was asleep.
The call eventually went to voicemail, and I hung up, clutching the phone to my chest and gasping as I tried to think about anything other than the tightening in my balls and the nagging urge to come.
“What’s the matter? She wasn’t home?”
“It’s like—four thirtyin the morning there.”
“You would wake her up so you can get some guy-on-guy action?” He shook his head in disapproval. “Don’t you think about her well-being at all?”
“I think about her well-being all the time!” I snapped, clutching the phone tighter, feeling my cheeks heat. I wasn’t lying, but he also wasn’t wrong that I wanted to wake her up to get permission before things went any further with him. The evil me perched on my shoulder, whispering that obviously if she was sleeping with him that I could, too, but she deserved a call first.
He flipped open the top button of my dress pants, and I slapped a hand over it, blocking him from grabbing the zipper.
“I need to talk to her first.”
He arched an elegant brow. “You expect me to do what? Sit here and wait so you can get permission from yoursubmissiveto submit to me? That seems backward, doesn’t it? Don’t you usually order her around while you do whatever you want?”
“That’s not how it works at all—your brother is a dominant, so you should know. Why do you think what he does with his submissives is fine, but what I do with mine isn’t?”
“Because he would never share them with anyone.”
“There’s nothing wrong with sharing, as long as everyone is on board. Think about it—when your brother and Minnow let Rodrigo into their relationship, it wasn’t like Minnow had no say, right?”
“That was different. To them, he was a relationship. To you, I’m a kink.”
“So was Rodrigo, at first.”
“So, you’re saying there’s a chance I might not be temporary someday?”
