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I swallow hard, forcing the memories back to the dark recesses of my mind where they belong. Where they’ve lurked for the last twenty years.

“I don’t remember,” I answer instead. “Anything before the orphanage has been wiped out.”

She nods in sympathy and then rests her head on my chest. I curl an arm around her and hold her close as we stare out at the waves rolling inland.

Only I know the truth.

This place is haunted… and the reason I became the man I am.

21.Monroe

Jin groansas I kiss and lick my way down his lean, sculpted chest. I go slow, letting my tongue trace every line of definition and every drop of ink coloring his skin. No part of him is left untouched as I peer up at him and make sure he understands how badly I want him.

It’s late at night and neither one of us could sleep after our walk on the beach. Jin hasn’t been letting himself get much rest anyway. I figured there was one way I could put his mind at ease.

At least for a little while.

He tangles his fingers in my curls, his breathing labored. My lips have dropped a trail of soft kisses across his pelvis on the way to his dick, which juts proudly into the air. A clear bead of arousal leaks from the round, fat tip.

I chase the droplet with my tongue, catching it before it rolls the rest of the way down his length. Jin’s features tense as if he’s in deep pain.

I’m not sure he’s ever allowed himself to relax and let someone pleasure him like this before.

But I’m determined to treat him to some pleasure. It’s time he gives up a little control and lets me give him an orgasm.

He tastes so good. I lick the salt of his precum off my lips and moan at how delicious he is. I seal my lips over his dick and let him slide toward the back of my throat. He’s long and generously sized, almost too much to handle.

A growly noise rumbles out of him as I let him feel the muscles in my throat contract. He’s enveloped by the wet heat of my mouth and tortured by the slow massage of my tongue. But I’m torturing myself too—his velvet skin feels like heaven to touch and taste.

I let myself choke on him. He slides so far back that my gag reflex kicks into effect. More throat muscles contract, and his jaw pulls tight at how good it feels for him.

His once labored breathing is ragged and out of sync now.

Splotches of red spread across his skin. His veins strain and protrude and his grip in my curls prickles my scalp.

“Mmm… your dick feels so good in my mouth,” I pant when I finally come up for air. I’m heaving too, squeezing at his balls. “I can’t wait to taste your cum. I want to feel it down my throat.”

My tongue swipes out for another lick at his shaft. He immediately draws a sharp breath, his dark eyes trained on me and only me.

The heat in his gaze, the clench of his features and his muscles, all make me crazy.

My pussy is slick just from pleasuring him. I reach between my thighs and rub myself, letting him watch.

Sucking him back into my mouth, the suction is unbearable for him. My head bobs up and down until he’s so on edge, he needs to dominate. Fist in my hair, he starts fucking my face, no longer able to hold back.

I relax my throat, opening myself up to let him. He slides in and out faster and faster. He reaches the back of my throat, making me choke on him. The cords in his neck tauten.The sounds coming from him are thick and primitive—grunts, growls, guttural groans that make my pussy flutter.

Jin fucks my mouth like he fucks my pussy, showing no mercy, claiming it as his own. When he goes as deep as he can, he holds me in place ’til he can revel in the flex of my struggling throat muscles.

“Fuck, Monroe… I’m close… I’m about to fucking come,” he breathes heavily, then he drags me up for air. Only for a few seconds before he’s pushing me back down, and his long, throbbing, hot cock slides deep into my mouth.

I catch him by surprise. As he thrusts up into my mouth, I push against his thighs and pop myself free. Before he can react, I’m mounting him. Climbing confidently on top, I slip him inside me and rest my hands on his chest.

Jin goes from the heat of my mouth to the heat of my pussy. His head drops back as his longest groan yet reverberates out of him. My hips take the lead, gyrating back and forth on his dick, sliding him in and out of me.

I rock against him, heart pounding in my chest. I build up momentum, the motions driving him even closer than he was before.

He reaches for my thighs, his palms so large he grips them easily. He encourages me to go faster, taking him deeper.