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“Patience, sunshine. Do me a favor and get up on your hands and knees.”

He let out a thready laugh. “I don’t know if my arms will hold me.”

I pulled a couple pillows from the head of the bed and propped up his hips so he could lean forward and I could still get to his dick. It hung fat between his legs, throbbing and leaking, and I ghosted a touch over it, then curled my palm around his balls. With my free hand, I grabbed a cloth and wiped him free of as much lube as I could, then I spread his ass to the side and leaned in to kiss his hole.

He still tasted like lube, but none of that mattered when he let out a chest-deep groan and pushed hard against my face.

“Jarek. Jarek,” he begged.

I spread his cheeks with both hands, then dove in, pushing my tongue in as far as it would go. I felt drunk on the noises he was making, my cock so hard it could cut steel, and I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to last. I had no idea listening to him fall apart like this would be so erotic, but dear god, I was so lost to him.

“I need to come,” he gasped as I swirled a lick around his entrance. “Please, please. Let me come.”

I sure as hell wasn’t going to stop him. Pushing my hand between his legs, I gripped his cock and pulled away far enough to say, “Fuck my fist,” before diving back in.

He clenched around me, pushing back against my face with lush rolls of his hips as he brought himself to the edge. I felt when he was close and when he was about to let go. I tightened my grip as he grunted, and then he tightened around my tongue as he spilled.

Cum hit the pillows, dribbling over my fingers as I stroked him through the aftershocks, and after a moment, he collapsed face-first.

My body was trembling from how badly I wanted him. I would have given anything to push inside and mark him, but I knew he wasn’t ready for that. I took a breath and reached between my legs, squeezing my dick to try and hold myself off.

“Did you finish?” he asked.

“No. Don’t worry about me,” I assured him.

He glanced over his shoulder with hazy eyes and blinked. “On me. You could…um. If you wanted.”

My vision damn near whited out at the thought. “Are you sure?”

“I want it. I want to feel you.” He shuffled back a little, then reached behind him and spread himself wide. “Frotting?” he asked.

I knew what he meant. I grabbed the lube and slicked myself up, then let my cock rest between his ass cheeks and began to pump my hips. I’d held myself off, but I was still on the edge, and it only took two thrusts before I was coming. Squeezing my eyes shut, I groaned as I spilled, decorating his skin with each thick pulse.

He moaned softly as I collapsed against him with my face in the crook of his shoulder, and I kissed along the side of his neck.

“Tell me you can stay again,” I murmured. “I don’t think I can drive like this.”

He snorted softly and turned his face to look at me. “As long as we can clean up. I don’t think this will be very fun in the morning.”

“It won’t,” I told him, then took his chin with slightly sticky hands and held it as I kissed him. “I just need two minutes.”

“I need ten,” he said. “I had noideait would be like that.”

“Neither did I,” I confessed. For all the times I’d done that in my youth and with Gio, it had never felt so good. I had never come so close to an orgasm just from watching a lover fall apart.

But here we were. I knew it had to mean something—more than just liking him. I just wasn’t sure I was ready to face the truth because I had a feeling it would hurt.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

BEAN

I had a headache.

I didn’t even need to do the self-scan to figure that out because it announced itself as soon as I opened my eyes. There was pressure in my head, a low throb in my forehead and behind my eyes.

No wonder since I hadn’t slept well, spending most of the night tossing and turning. Something told me that wasn’t an isolated incident, but I’d have to check my notes for that.

On any other day, I would’ve considered calling in sick, but not today. When I checked my notebook, I discovered Zayd was absent today, attending a friend’s wedding, so I needed to be there. With some painkillers, I should be fine. I had to be fine.