Page 51 of Breaking Free

“I know. You normally top.”

He cradles my face, his thumb tracing the edge of my bottom lip. “When it comes to you, nothing that I’m doing is normal.”

“What does that mean?” I ask.

He shakes his head. “Doesn’t matter. I’d let you fuck me.”

“Yeah?” I ask, my breathing becoming heavier as his hand travels down my neck, giving me goosebumps.

“Yeah. And you need to start preparing yourself to take my cock.”

“How?”

His arms wrap around me, his hands on my ass through my jeans. “There’s toys.”

“O-Okay.”

He smiles. “I want to watch.”

My eyes bulge. “Um.”

“Mm,” he moans, leaning in and kissing my neck. “I’m getting hard just thinking about it.”

“I’m always hard around you,” I say, grinding myself against him.

“I like that.” He backs up a little, but stays within reach. “You gonna be hard when you see me tomorrow around all your friends?”

“Tomorrow?”

“Dex’s pool party.”

“Oh, you’re going?”

“I’ll be there for a little while before I have to go to work.”

“Well, shit. Please tell me you’re going to the pool party in a hoodie and sweats.”

He laughs. “Afraid not.”

“Great.”

“Do you work?” he asks, changing subjects as he hops onto the counter.

“No. My parents want me to focus on school.”

“I’m assuming they give you money then.”

“Yeah. They have a good amount of money. Plus my grandparents on my Mom’s side died and left me a good amount”

“What do your parents do?”

“Mom’s a lawyer in her own firm. Dad’s an investment banker.”

He nods. “Cool.”

“And yours?”

Dominic twists his mouth to the side, chewing on the inside of his bottom lip. “I’m not like your friends, Campbell,” he says. “You all seem to be pretty well off with perfect families and perfect lives.”