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“No kidding.” I closed my eyes, ignoring the throbbing in my lower half.
“I want this gone.” His fingers tugged on the cups of my bra.
“Take it off, then,” I mumbled.
His hands were beneath my back, unclipping it before I even finished talking. They were full of my tits a moment later, and he squeezed them.
“You like that?” I whispered.
“You have no idea.” His cock throbbed against my side, and I brushed my hand over it.
He swore under his breath. “Careful, Brynlee.”
“Why should I be careful?” I struggled with the button on his slacks, but it finally popped free. “And why didn’t you sleep just as naked as me?”
“I’m still fixing the imbalance.” His voice was rough as I ran my hand over the front of his boxer-briefs.
“It’s fixed.”
“It’s not—” He cut himself off with a hiss when I slipped my hand beneath the waistband of his pants, and wrapped it around the hot steel of his erection. “Fuck me.”
“I was planning on it.” I dragged my hand over him lightly, and he throbbed hard. “Think I can get you off as fast as you got me off, Slash?”
“Brynlee…”
“Mmhm?” I slid further down the bed, lifting his hands from my breasts to my hair. They sank into the strands, tangling and gripping hard.
“You don’t have to—” His words became strangled when I dragged my tongue over the underside of him. “Fuck.”
“Feels good?” I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, and met his gaze.
He throbbed, hard.
“Too good.” His grip on my hair tightened enough that I couldn’t forget he was holding me, but not hard enough that it hurt.
I sucked lightly, and he swore again.
I bobbed over his length, and his grip on my hair tightened again.
He was trying to take control.
The man was always trying to take control. I usually didn’t mind it, but if I didn’t set some ground rules, he would walk all over me.
And obviously, I wasn’t going to let that happen.
I slid my mouth off him and met his gaze again, my lips brushing the head of his cock as I spoke. I was quiet, knowing he didn’t want the whole house hearing us. They’d probably heard my moan already, but it was too late to worry about that. “If you want to finish in my mouth, you let me set the pace. Got it?”
A vein in his forehead pulsed.
His head jerked just a little.
He didn’t want to give me control.
“You can feed from me if you ever decide you’re willing to risk getting addicted,” I added. “It wouldn’t bother me.”
His eyes closed.
That vein bulged a little more.
