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"I was young and dumb."

"Don't tell me anything else, Fee. For now, this is just…bodies. Physical need." I kiss his cheek beside his nose, his lips, his jawline. Whisper in his ear again. "We'll share everything. I promise. Later. For now, we just feel. Can you do that with me, Fee?"

He nods jerkily. "I'll…I'll try."

"Good." I take him by the hand and lead him out of the bathroom to the bed, turn us to push him backward until the bed hits his knees and he sits, falling backward to lean on his hands. "All you have to do is let me make you feel good and we'll figure the rest out later."

His eyes lock on mine as I stand between his knees. "Ember, you're so fucking beautiful."

I trail my fingertips up his thighs. "So are you, Felix."

Heart palpitating, pulse thundering in my ears, I grasp his cock, stroking him from tip to root—I sigh in anticipation and pure female appreciation as his thick hard shaft slides slowly through my loosely curled fingers, and I relish each stutter of his veins, the smear of his essence on my palm and fingers, the delicate give of his fat round head as I squeeze.

Felix throws his head back, groaning. "Jesus."

I grin at the raw wonder in his voice. "I'm just getting started, Fee." I lean into him, kiss him as I caress his length again, a long, slow slide of my fist down his shaft. "You have an absolutely gorgeous cock, by the way."

All he can do in response is groan, and I'm okay with that.

I sink to my knees between his powerful thighs, kiss his chest, his belly, lick the grooves of his abs, plunging my hand around his cock in slow sensual strokes. He moans, eyes closing, hips tipping up. I clutch his cock in both hands and carve them down, but I don't stop when I reach his root—I keep my hands caressing down to cup his balls, squeezing delicately, massaging gently. His groan goes guttural at this, and my smile of enjoyment makes my cheeks hurt.

"You like that?" I ask.

"Fuck yes," he snarls. "So fucking amazing, Ember."

"This?" I breathe, twisting one hand around his glans, smearing his leaking essence while I stroke down his throbbing shaft with the other. When I reach his root, I cup his balls again, kneading and squeezing and playing with them while I caress his length with my other hand, down, down, down. I trade hands, bringing the first back up to his plump, straining head while massaging his balls with the other.

"Oh, fuck—fuck, Ember. Jesus, that feels so fucking good, I—fuck." His voice is raw and ragged.

"Watch me, Fee," I whisper.

HIs head snaps up and his eyes fly open, and he watches me repeat the process, massaging his balls with one hand and stroking his cock with the other, and then trading, and then caressing his hard length with both hands and playing with his balls with both—and then one hand and the other again, repeating the process until he's growling nonstop and his hips are flexing.

When I sense he's close, I focus on his balls, and now I lean close to him, kissing his hipbone, his belly, his other hip, his thigh, his belly again, everywhere but where I know he wants it most.

He falls backward to the bed and his hands clench into fists, press into his eyes, and he groans, bucking upward and sinking back to the bed as I continue to massage his taut, heavy sack with both hands.

"Ember," he whispers. "Fuck. Fuck, I—"

"What?" I whisper. "Say it. Tell me what you want. Tell me what you need."

"Fucking hurts. So hard it hurts."

"What do you need, Fee?" I ask again.

"I need to come," he hisses, voice hoarse and rough.

I laugh. "Oh, you're gonna come, trust that, baby." Baby? Fuck me. Where did that come from? My heart twists in my chest, but I shut it down, push it aside, shove it all behind the shield and focus every shred of my attention on him, on his big, beautiful cock.

As I continue to play with his balls, ignoring his cock, Felix starts to thrust, needing more. "Ember, fuck. I—please."

"Please, what, Fee? Say it. Ask me for anything."

"Put your hands on me."

I grasp him with both hands, give him a soft, slow, lingering caress. "Like that?"

"Fuck yes."