Page 73 of Thorn Evermore

“Do you want to top me again, sweetheart? Put your fat cock inside me and wreck my hole?”

“Oh god,” he moans. “Yes.”

“Mm, same.” I scrape my teeth against his skin, enjoying his squirm and gasp. “We’re going to have an amazing life together. Starting right now.”

I run toward the edge without warning and leap over the side.

“Jesus fuck!” Kyson screams, scrambling to hold on to me.

I just laugh as we float easily to the ground and land with barely a thud. Kyson’s got his eyes closed.

“Babe. Open your eyes.”

He peels them open slowly, looking down at his feet planted firmly in the grass. “Holy shit.”

“Easy peasy. Want to do it again?”

He tilts his head, glancing up at the height of the building. “Can I do that without you?”

“Yep. Takes a little practice to get the landing right. Bend your knees like you’re going to crouch.”

He nods, swallowing hard. “And I can’t be hurt?”

“Not from there. I’m still testing to see how high I can jump from before it hurts. Yves says as high as I want if I don’t mind a broken bone or two.”

“I thought you said you can’t be hurt.”

“A broken bone will heal in the time it takes me to get up and walk it off.”

“Whoa.” He rubs his forehead. “Yeah, okay. I can’t believe I’m saying this but let’s do it again. I’ll keep my eyes open this time.”

I gently pinch his chin. “Good boy. We’ll go up the side.”

“The side?”

“Come on.” I lead him to the corner of the building. “To scale a building, you have to just do it. Don’t overthink it. Just jump up and climb like it’s a rope.”

I hop up to climb, pausing long enough for Kyson to try it. He giggles as he finds his grip with his hands and feet.

“Perfect. Let’s go. No looking down. Just trust.”

“Trust. Got it.”

I scale the building easily with my centuries of practice, waiting at the top as Kyson clumsily finds his footing, eventually joining me. Once he climbs over the edge, he sits flat for a second.

“I can’t believe I just did that. I’ve never been athletic a day in my life.”

“Sweetheart, you could pick me up and throw me over the side if you wanted to.” I grin. “If I let you.”

“No.” He laughs. “No way.”

“Do it.”

He tilts his head, studying my face. “Throw you over the side?”

“I won’t fight you.”

“Um, okay.” Kyson gets to his feet, walking over to me, but he’s still grinning. He doesn’t believe it yet.