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His smile was teasing. “Yes, pet?”

“Get your dick inside me. Now.”

“Anything you wish,” he said, voice husky. His palm pressed into the bed beside my head. “Lift a little.” I did and felt him at my entrance. He pushed in a little, and I goddamn gasped. It was different than the fingers. Bigger. Harder. Taro kissed my temple, my cheek. “Breathe, pet, breathe.”

Sucking in a breath, I nodded.

“Look at me,” Taro ordered. Lifting my gaze, I saw the strain on his face and knew all he wanted to do was thrust in me to get clamped on. I’d felt the same way the first time inside him, but Taro wouldn’t want to hurt me. There was something to be said about a little pain; it was a rush to the head. Chasing my need, I gripped his arms and pushed down on his dick. He slipped in further. Another rush hit me.

“Taro,” I groaned.

His eyes flared as if understanding what I was feeling. “More?”

“All of it,” I ordered.

Taro bent, kissed me, and thrust inside. I groaned around the kiss and held him tightly to me, grinding up onto his dick.

Panting, Taro pressed his forehead to my shoulder. “Oh fuck, pet, you feel so good.”

I hummed under my breath and rubbed his back when he pulled slowly out and plunged back in.

“Fuck me,” I cried when he hit my prostate and ground against it.

“I am, pet. I am.” He pulled out again and pushed back in. I gripped his hair and tugged his mouth down to mine. That was when he lost control and fucked me into the bed like he’d been possessed. His hand wound around my right thigh. He brought it high and went deeper.

“Christ,” I grunted against his mouth before tangling our tongues together in a hot and wet kiss. “Baby. Baby, close,” I warned. My body tensed, my arse tightened around him, and I was coming in the next second without even touching my cock.

Taro groaned, pulled back, and got to his hands above me. I kept coming with every thrust. Taro made a noise in the back of his throat, and he swelled inside me, drawing a strangled cry from me, and I felt his seed coating me inside.

Gently, he pulled out but stayed between my legs. I opened my eyes, breathing heavily and feeling the loss of him. His gaze was between my legs. His hand dipped in. I shuddered when he slipped a finger inside, pushing his cum back in.

He bent, kissed my stomach. “Never had better,” he mumbled, pulling his finger free. I wrapped my arms around him, tugged him down, and rolled so I half lay over him, resting my cheek to his shoulder.

“This was where I was always supposed to end up,” I told him, honestly believing it.

“Josh,” he whispered, curling his arms tightly around me.

“Don’t get tired on me, baby. As soon as I’m ready, I’m gonna fuck you, ’cause I wanna seemycum drip outta your arse.”

He chuckled, rubbing my back. “Then lift your head and kiss me so we can get started.”

I did.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Ruin

By the time I left the club after overseeing some renovations, it was late. There was no need to rush home, though, since Taro would be out at a business dinner. I walked down the street towards the car park area not far from the club and passed a Japanese restaurant. The scent drew me in. I was starved. Knowing there’d be plenty of food at home didn’t stop me from looking in and drooling over the plates I saw on people’s tables.

I stopped. “What the fuck?” I snarled. My eyes caught on Taro sitting at a bar with some tattooed guy.

They talked.

They smiled.

Even laughed.

Anger slipped into my veins.

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