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“Holy,” she said, laughing a little. “I forgot about your piercing.”

“It’d be better if I had an ice cube.” I smirked as her eyes widened and her breathing quickened while I returned to suck her clit, sliding two fingers deep inside her.

Her thighs trembled, and she tried to close them around my head, but I gripped her inner thigh with the hand that wasn’t busy inside her tight heat, my fingers pressing into her soft skin.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chanted, squirming against my face when I curled my fingers and tapped against her inner walls as I continued my assault on her clit with only one goal in mind.

Before she could trip over the edge, I pulled my fingers out and rose to my knees.

“W-wha… what? Why’d you stop?”

I licked away the juice coating my chin and then sucked my fingers dry while she stared at me with wild, wide eyes. I grinned down at her as I freed my cock, giving myself a slow stroke from base to tip.

“Because you’re not coming unless I can feel it around my cock.”

I pushed her leg back, supporting her thigh just behind her knee with one hand while using the other to line myself up with her entrance. The squeal that turned into a moan when I thrust into her with a snap of my hips made my balls tighten.

Fuck, I loved hearing her pleasure. Knowing I caused it made it even better.

My fingers dug into her soft skin as I lifted her other leg, angling her hips to meet mine. I pulled out, and her breath hitched as I slid my cock through her wet slit, teasing her.

The heat radiating from her core made me desperate to get back inside her.

Our eyes locked, and I saw the same hunger reflected back at me, but beneath it, I saw her vulnerability. Even if this were transactional, there was something more there I didn’t think either of us wanted to unpack.

I couldn’t.

I wouldn’t.

I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with the intoxicating scent of her arousal before burying myself deep inside her again in a single fluid motion, making her back arch.

A whimper escaped her lips as I eased my pace, taking her slowly, not ready to end this too soon.

“Cyn,” she moaned, placing her hands over mine as I pushed her knees towards her chest.

I clenched my teeth and squeezed my eyes shut as if that would block the sound of her calling my name. “Fuck.”

“Cyn, please,” she begged, her nails scraping over my hands.

What did she want? I was giving her the only thing I could offer her.

Sweat dripped into my eyes, stinging them and making them water.

Her thighs trembled, and her nails dug into my forearms, threatening to tear my skin. “Please.” Again, she begged for something I didn’t understand while looking up at me with heavy-lidded eyes.

Something snapped, and I released her legs, wrapping my arms around her middle and pulling her into my lap where she straddled my hips. I held her still, giving her a moment to adjust to the new position and depth before burying my face against her neck so I didn’t have to see those storm-cloud eyes that haunted me.

Her breath came in short pants against my sweat-slicked skin, sending a shiver down my spine. When she squirmed in my lap, encouraging me to move, I groaned.

Clutching the back of her neck with one hand and her hip with the other, I rocked her body against mine.

I kept my head against her shoulder until I could compose myself enough to look at her face again, but froze when I caught sight of Zeke.

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NO RETURN

CYN