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I dart my tongue out and lick the corner of my lips.Can I handle him?It’s just arousal talking, him saying that if I let thishappen, then we’re bound to one another. But even though it’s just talk, it still sounds hot as hell.

My pulse beats a steady rhythm between my legs as I gaze at him.

“Yes. I want you and everything that comes with it.”

“Fuck,” he hisses. “You don’t know what hearing you say that does to me.”

The unmistakable bulge of his erection presses into my ass cheeks. Just the feel of it there, and the knowledge that I’m making this strong, hulk of a man look like he’s about to lose control is enough to make wet heat pool between my legs. I roll my hips, rubbing shamelessly against him, searching for friction. Slick wetness spreads over Drew’s abs where his shirt is hanging open.

His attention moves from my lips down to where his skin is glistening, a thin layer of my arousal coating the defined muscles above the waistband of his pants.

My heart thuds as I wait for him to react.

He slowly slides one hand between our bodies, trailing it over the shiny patch on his skin, before he slips two fingers inside me, achingly slow.

My body accepts them greedily, and my eyes roll back in my head. I stifle a moan as he goes straight to my G-spot and teases it.

“This for me?” He swirls his fingers, and my body makes an obscene, wet and needy sound. He presses the heel of his hand flush against my clit and rubs.

“Oh my god, that feels…” I drag in a breath as I blink at his fingers disappearing inside me. The veins are bulging in his forearm as he flexes it, causing another swell of wetness to rush from me.

“I asked you a question. Is this for me?”

I moan shamelessly, unable to react in any other way.

I’m always in control. My life only functions with control. At work. At home.

I shudder as his fingers move inside me again, making my muscles flutter around them.

Here, it’s blindingly obvious that Drew has the control. He’s turning me inside out with pleasure. My wetness soaks his hand as I grip the collar of his shirt, completely naked, pinned between his solid body and the wall. I’m a trembling, needy mess, about to come any second. And he’s done this to me within minutes.

“Drew,” I utter, my body desperately trying to hold onto his fingers as he slides them out. He brings them to his lips and holds my eyes as he sucks them with a low growl of appreciation.

“Tastes like it’s made especially for me, Sophie.”

I gasp against his lips as his hand returns between my legs, and he pushes three fingers in, stretching me wide.

“Feels like it’s made especially for me too,” he grunts as my body sucks him back in again.

I shake around his fingers, trembling with the need to come. “Please, I’m close…”

His lips curl in approval, as though he’s got me exactly where he wants me.

“You about to come on my fingers, Darling?” He swirls them again, his grip on my thigh tightening.

I nod, panting against his lips, and he drives his tongue inside my mouth and kisses me until I’m dizzy and breathless. His fingers still inside me, and I huff in frustration.

“So close, huh?” He chuckles, his eyes sweeping over my face before he runs the tip of his nose up the side of my face until his lips meet my ear.

“Tell me you’re sorry,” he rasps.

“W-what?” I say, teetering on the edge of an orgasm.

He glides his thumb around my clit at the same time as he sucks on my neck. I edge closer to release, but his fingers freeze inside me again.

I cry out and tip my head back, banging it gently on the wall in frustration.

His hand on my thigh flexes, his fingertips pressing into my skin as his cock digs into the underside of my ass. The only small mercy to this torture is that I’d bet anything that he’s finding it hard to hold back too.

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