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I damn well knew I should have been honest with every single one of them rather than just the select few before running off to join the Council for deceitful, selfish—but good—reasons. But I hadn’t done that, and I’d yet to find a way to go back in time to fix my mistakes. Not that I would if I could because I liked where living my life had gotten me.

“Do you want to know what I think you should do about it?” I asked him. I really hoped he liked my solution, because I was over talking about things.

He frowned at me. “I don’t think you’re taking this seriously enough. This isn’t a joke, Ariel.”

I knew it wasn’t a joke, but damn, enough was enough already. I had to take matters into my own hands just to shut him the hell up.

I sat up and grabbed hold of the hem of his swim trunks. He kept talking to me, but at this point I just blocked his words out. I yanked his shorts down and his cock was finally right in front of my face.

That shut him up, just as I had hoped.

I wrapped my hand around the girth of him and leaned forward. He sucked in a sharp breath as my lips met with his mushroom-shaped head, and I lowered my mouth down on him until my lips hit my hand and his dick hit the back of my throat. I could take no more of him in, but I didn’t need to for this to be good for him without having to choke to death.

“Fuck yes,” he hissed through gritted teeth, and I knew that was his way of giving in.

I’d won, and hopefully this would be the very end of the conversation for good.

He gripped my hair in his fist so tight it was almost too painful, but I enjoyed it. I didn’t think too much on that because I didn’t want it to fuck with my head and take me out of the moment.

I breathed through my nose as I slid my mouth up and down his length, making sure to slick him up with my saliva. I hollowed my cheeks out as I sucked and ran my tongue all along the underside of his cock.

His grip in my hair changed, and he took control of me. He was always so careful and sweet with me, but I truly loved it when this side of him came out to play. It was like his control snapped and he couldn’t rein it in anymore.

His hips kicked a fast pace as he held me in place while he fucked my face. I submitted to him completely as I slid my hands around his hips and down to the round globes of his ass. I grabbed handfuls of each cheek and sunk my fingernails into his flesh.

He grunted as his hips stilled. He pulled on my hair roughly and dragged my mouth off his cock. Drool ran down my chin, and he swiped it across my jaw with the pad of his thumb.

I wanted to be embarrassed, but the way he was looking at me with heat in his eyes made it impossible for me to feel anything other than desired and loved.

“I don’t want it like that,” he gritted out in a hoarse voice that shook. “I want to look into your beautiful green eyes when I come, and I want you to be right there with me.”

I was so down with that.

I stripped off my bottoms, lay down on the bed and spread my legs in an open invitation. I was more than ready for him, and when his eyes dropped down to the wetness between my thighs, I knew he saw just how ready I was.

“My eyes are up here,” I murmured huskily.

I almost laughed when his eyes snapped up to mine and a harsh red blush spread across his cheeks. Holy shit, Dash wasn’t the blushing type. I wished I’d had my cell on me so I could take a picture of him in all his naked, blushing glory so I would have something to remember this moment by.

It would give me something to put in my magic birthday box.

“What are you waiting for?” I placed my feet flat against the bed and cocked my knees.

His eyes dropped down to my pussy, and they practically glowed inside his face as my hands wandered down so I could play with myself. I had his full attention now, and I wasn’t about to waste it.

I spread my lips apart and ran my fingers through my wetness. I shivered as I circled my clit with my fingertip, and my nipples were so hard they were almost painful.

If I had an extra hand, I would pinch them myself.

I didn’t, my hands were too busy with something even better.

“Put your mouth on me,” I demanded. “Play with my tits. Suck on my nipples. Bite them. Just touch me, damn it. I’m tired of you watching and not acting. Fuck me, Dash. Show me.”

I trailed my fingers lower and dipped two of them inside of my tight, wet heat. Damn, that felt so good. His cock would feel even better. So would his fingers. It was always so much better when someone else was doing the touching.

I groaned as my hips picked up the rhythm of my fingers as I fucked myself with them. If he wasn’t going to do the work, then someone had to.

He stood frozen at the foot of the bed, save for his jaw that kept ticking as he avidly watched my fingers and hips move almost as if he were hypnotized or afraid to move.