Page 109 of Heart Taker

“Of course. I pay attention when it comes to you.”

Silas gave me a wicked grin. “Aw, Coach, does that mean I’m your favorite?”

“No question.”

It didn’t matter that he was my student, my player. Off limits. I didn’t care. There was no doubt that he was mine.

Silas put the toy back in the drawer and crawled up over me, until we were face-to-face, his lips hovering over mine, connected head to toe. So close, but too far away. I reached for him, the kiss long and deep, his tongue sliding over mine, the taste of passion so heady I was trembling again. And when his hard cock brushed against mine, I knew that I couldn’t wait anymore.

“We go slow, all right?” Silas whispered.

“Not too slow.”

“Damien.”

“Stop teasing me. I know what I want.”

Silas leaned back and reached for the lube. I spread my legs, holding onto my knees, offering my hole to him. Silas stared at me for one hungry second, then closed his eyes, like he was fighting for control.

“Baby?” I asked.

“Give me a sec, Damien,” he bit out and reached down, gripping the base of his cock. “Christ, I almost came.”

I was the one he wanted, the one who pushed him to his limit. Me.

“I like that,” I whispered.

He shook his head and licked his lips. “You’re the one who’s trouble.”

Silas reached for the lube, pouring a generous amount into his palm. With his hand slicked up, he traced a finger over my hole and damn, I was greedy for it.

“Do it. Please.”

Slowly, he pushed the tip of his finger inside me. There was pain mixed with the pleasure, but pleasure won out. I moaned so loud I didn’t even recognize myself. I’d never felt so full, and yet it wasn’t enough.

“Keep going,” I urged, wanting so much, wanting more.

Silas slid another finger inside me. He moved in and out, fucking me like we had all the time in the world. It was so damn good that I couldn’t help but writhe and beg for more.

“I’m ready.”

“Not yet.”

Silas added a third finger, and that’s when the burn became intense. Leaning forward, he slid his free hand around my cock and stroked me off. I didn’t know what I wanted more of: his hand on my dick or his cock in my ass. When he crooked his fingers and pressed on my prostate, I had my answer.

All of it. I was greedy forallthe pleasure.

“Yes, fuck yes.”

“Baby.”

I wasn’t going to last long. Silas was going to wreck me, that I knew for sure.

“Fuck me now,” I moaned. “Please.”

He withdrew his fingers, and I protested the emptiness. I watched as he slicked up his dick and fought like hell for my control.

“I’m gonna make you mine, Damien.”

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