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“Do you have any idea what you’ve done to me?” He asks, parting our lips just enough to form the words. His breath still floating across my mouth. “Watching you parade around in that suit. My damn suit. That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
He slams his mouth to mine and I press my hips against his. He’s hard and feeling his cock pressed against mine is almost more than I can take.
“Well, it was, until I watched Fynn suck you off.”
I pull back and search his eyes for the truth about that. His eyes are sparkling. His chest heaves up and down with his heavy pants. My hand floats down his chest and shirt, still sticky with his come.
“You enjoyed watching that?”
“A whole fucking lot.”
I push myself away from the door and make my way into the apartment and remove my coat and suit jacket and toss it onto the couch.
“Was I not supposed to? Like it.”
I shrug and exhale. “I didn’t know how you would feel about it.”
And I didn’t. I didn’t know how I would feel about it. I’ve never had a third before. Fynn’s hands on him…that was bothersome to me. But not to him. I could tell he was comfortable with Fynn in the room. That’s the only reason I let Fynn even lay a hand on him. And Fynn is, well, Fynn. A chance to toy with a virgin. He could hardly be expected to not be let in on that.
“I want you to treat me like that, like you treated Fynn.”
I stop unbuttoning my shirt and look at TJ and shake my head.
“No, you don’t.”
“I do, I really do.” His plea is tempting, so, so tempting. And I know he means it. I know in this moment he believes that’s what he wants. But there is a lot more to it than just what he saw with me and Fynn. There are rules. Boundaries. Understanding. Trust. So, so much trust.
“I don’t do that here.” I look at TJ. “And I don’t do that with virgins.”
Virgin. TJ laughs. It doesn’t seem an apt description of someone who has slept with more women than he can count. But it is an apt description here, tonight in this place. In all the ways I want to have him. Want to own him. But tonight…tonight is not about that…it’s just…
“Does Fynn have a safe word?” That’s the second time tonight he has asked about safe words.
“Of course he does.”
“Do you?”
I grin at him. “No.”
“Then you are always in charge.”
“Yes.”
“Should I have one?” TJ asks. He’s almost giddy asking as if it is some special present.
“You don’t need one here, TJ. Stop will be sufficient. That’s all you have to say, and you only have to say it once.”
I turn and continue to unbutton my shirt.
“Stop,” he says, and I do and stare at him. “Stop running away from me.” He takes the few steps needed to reach for me and I can’t control the smile. “I may be a virgin in this situation, but please don’t treat me like I’m fragile. I’m not.”
My fingers twitch and reach for his throat before I can stop them. I swear they go there on their own accord. TJ smiles as I wrap my long fingers around his neck, my palm pressed firm against his Adam’s apple. The swallow that follows brings a grin to my lips and a smile to his eyes.
“Rough? You want it rough, TJ?”
I feel the swallow again. “Please,” he says. I duck my head.
Fuck. This man begging me. “Is this where I say, sir? Please, sir.” He’s mocking me now and I love it. I love the tease. Testing me…pushing my buttons…
