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“I—” She licked her lips. “I don’t think so.” It sounded like she was testing those words out for herself. She tilted her head from side to side. “No—which pictures did you like best?”

I chuckled. “I think admitting it is enough humiliation.”

“Oh, don’t be embarrassed,” she cradled my face in her hands. “I kind of like it.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, so that’s not so bad then.” Still, I bit down on the heel of her palm. A light mark there. “The real thing is a thousand percent better.”

“Well, that’s because I can touch you back, suck your cock and you’re not going to get paper cuts even by accident.” The droll delivery was what did it. I laughed.

A deep laugh that came from somewhere in my soul that hadn’t shaken like that in a while. When I met her gaze, I drank in her smile. “You good with me flipping you over and pulling your hair now?”

“Yes, please,” she said with a grin.

Perfect.

She wasperfect.

A light scuff of a footstep in the hall. “Fuck off,” I called, rising just enough to flip her over and pull her hips up. Her face was pink and her laughter seemed to glow off her as I teased my dick at her entrance.

“Lunch—”

“I said,fuck off,” I called back. “Unless there’s blood, bone, or a bomb—if none of those are involved, go away.”

A snort of laughter carried through the wood of the door, but they didn’t knock or say anything else. Grace looked back at me again as I wrapped my hand in her hair.

“You wanna do me another favor, Gracie?”

“Depends,” she said with a gasp as I stroked my dick against her entrance. She was definitely still soaking, but I wanted to torture us both.

“Will you scream for me?”

A snort of laughter escaped her. “You want to taunt them.”

“Fuck yes—and I’ve heard you scream. I want to make you scream like that.” The moment I said it, I recognized just how true it was.

She bit her lip. “Can I ask for a favor in return?”

“Anything you want.”

“What’s your real name?”

I grinned. “Whole thing or just the first name?”

“First,” she said as I nudged the tip in, just a testing push.

Tightening my grip in her hair, I pressed my lips to her ear and thrust into her as I whispered, “Legend.”

Two more thrusts and she screamed. She rocked back to meet me and her hair was the perfect handle. When she came, she screamed more.

When she came a second time, she really let loose.

Hell, yeah.

Definitely felt like more.

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