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“I already have it.” I raised an eyebrow. “And I’m gonna continue to have it, hear?”

He raked his eyes over my body, his mouth turning up slightly at the corners.

“Minus.”

His eyes met mine and he grinned again. “You want Minus, Cricket… or Jase?”

“Whoever’s gonna behave.”

“I’ll surprise you, then.”

I shrugged, leaning down to run my tongue between his pecs. God, I loved the taste of him. I kissed my way down his body, stopping at his cock, already hard and waiting for me. I wrapped my hand around the thickness and licked the precum off the top, before wrapping my mouth around the tip then taking him deeper.

I slid my hand up and down, cupping his balls with the other, and drawing him in so deep I nearly choked. I couldn’t get enough. I wanted him as much as I did before… if not more. I might not be willing to admit it out loud right now, but I loved this man. More than life. The feelings had never gone away, and I realized pretty fucking quickly that the reason none of my relationships had worked after Jase was because none of themwereJase.

I gave a gentle suck and without warning, found myself hauled up and flipped onto my back. “I was in the middle of something!” I snapped.

“Minus doesn’t give a shit,” he growled. “On your knees, Cricket.”

I wanted to argue. I wanted to smack the smirk off his face, but I also wanted Minus to fuck me… hard. That desire won out and I scrambled onto my knees, ass high and ready.

I heard foil rip and then his dick was blissfully buried so deep in me, it pressed against my womb. I cried out, pressing back against him.

“You okay?”

“God, yes,” I breathed out.

He grabbed my hips and squeezed, moving slowly at first, then slamming into me until I knew I couldn’t wait another second. “Minus!”

“Hold it,” he growled.

“I can’t!”

His palm landed on my ass and I came…hard.

“Minus,” I whimpered out, falling to the mattress.

He fell with me, rolling us so we were on our sides, and continuing to move inside of me. One hand slid between my legs and he cupped my pussy, palming my clit as he buried himself deeper inside of me. Even though my orgasm wasn’t fully over, he built me up again and he bit my shoulder gently.

“I’m gonna come,” I warned.

“I can feel it, baby.”

“You slap me again, it’s gonna be all over… just F.Y.I.”

“But you love it.”

“I do.” I closed my eyes. “So, so much.”

His hand left my clit and he gripped my hip as he slammed into me twice more, landing another slap on my ass, and we came together.

He kissed my shoulder, whispering, “Come to Savannahwith me.”

“When?”

“Monday.”

“That’s in two days.”

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