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She beamed up at me. “If I’d known what I was missing out on, I might have taken you up on your offer sooner.”

I gave her my patented smolder. “You just let me know when you’re ready for an encore, kitten.”

“How about right now?”

“I mean, I’m always down to eat pussy.”

“No, not that. I want more.”

“More?”

She bit down on her bottom lip and nodded as she sat up. “More.”

Chapter

Thirty-Six

MERRI

Sin stared at me with something like awe written on his face. I knew this was the right decision. I’d never given oral sex to anyone. Jimmy and I had gone from kisses and heavy petting directly into the loss of our virginity with all the finesse of the inexperienced teens we’d been. Aside from practicing on a toy or two, these were uncharted waters. But Sin had proven he’d be the safest person for me to dive in with. Not only had he understood how to keep the others safe while I fed, he’d known exactly what I needed because he and I were the same. And not once had he pushed for more or tried to take advantage.

He also hadn’t come.

His cock strained against the fabric of his sweats, a damp patch betraying how needy he was. I knew a man’s tells, and this man’s dick was telling on him in a big way. He needed release.

“So how should we do this? Personally, I’ve always loved The Way of the Hound. But I’m a fan of them all, really. Missionary. The Flea Bag. The Big Lebowski. Cowgirl. Reverse Cowgirl. The Praying Mantis, although that one can get a little messy and painful.”

I gaped at him. “The . . . the . . . did you say The Way of the Hound?”

He nodded. “I’ve always felt doggy style was lacking in dignity.”

“Wait. I meant . . . you want . . .”

Oh dear God.

I felt the color drain from my face as I realized his head had gone straight to intercourse while I’d been planning on a nice BJ.

“Don’t you? You said...more.” He lowered his voice for the last word, and I could see exactly why he’d thought I’d meant sex.

I swallowed, struggling to find my words.

“Hey,” he murmured, reaching out to cup my cheek. “Where did you go?”

I blinked at him. “I... you know what happened the last time. I-I can’t. I’ll?—”

Understanding washed across his face, and he immediately pulled me into a hug. “Hey, hey, shhh, it’s all good, kitten. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I’m happy just holding you. But just so you know, you don’t have to worry aboutthat. Nothing we do together will harm me. I’m Merri-proof. I promise.”

“You don’t know that.” Tears sprang to my eyes at the thought of Sin meeting the same fate as Jimmy.

“Yeah, I do. Remember when I said we are the same? Remember how satisfying it was when we had our session together?”

I nodded, my stupid lower lip quivering.

“Baby, you won’t hurt me. I’m your perfect match.” He held my face between his hands, his eyes staring deep into mine. There was no trace of guile or deception there. Just raw honesty.

“You’re sure?”

He nodded. “More positive than the Virgin Mary’s pregnancy test.”

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