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I look up at him through my lashes.

“The twisted fantasies I’ve got… should stay in my head,” he says, starting to set me away from him.

I wobble, then plant my feet and shake my head. “Not leaving,” I say. “I want to know you. I’ve always wanted to know you.”

He closes his eyes, like he’s fighting for control. I guess he is. And that just makes me want him more.

I’m the moth. He’s my flame.

ANVIL

Doesforbidden fruit taste the sweetest? It’s a question that sears my mind.

The raven is on her knees, and I don’t make a move to stop her.

My cock springs free, ragingly hungry. The minute her pretty mouth opens, I push into it.

I slide fingers into her hair, cupping the back of her head. My mind reels as this fantasy plays out in real life. Her jaw is stretched wide, her eyes closed, and she sucks my cock like she worships it.

I groan and toss my head back, sucking in slow breaths, savoring the moment.

In almost no time, I’m close. This has been a long time coming, as in years. I grip her hair to hold her in place until I finally pull free of her.

She looks up, eyes bright, lips moist. She’s so beautiful it makes me ache harder.

“Not yet,” I husk. I fist my cock. “Lick me lower.”

Her small hands grip my thighs and she tilts her head. Then her little pink tongue licks my sac. She’s like a kitten and the image of her in a collar again, crawling across the floor, hits my mind like a bomb.

I grab her hair and pull her face back to my cock. She doesn’t hesitate; that warm wet mouth welcomes me back. It’s more than I can handle. I come in thick gushes. She struggles to swallow it all, some spilling past her lips.

When I let go, she sits back and uses the front of her shirt to wipe her face. It’s filthy and adorable.

“You’re good at that. It wasn’t your first time giving someone head.”

“I’m glad it was good for you,” she says, standing up.

“Who else?”

“Are you going to tell me about all the girls you’ve been with?” she challenges.

I don’t know if I even remember all the girls I’ve been with, I think. “I’m not gonna lie to you, so don’t ask questions unless you really want the answers.”

She pauses and then nods. “I’ll think about it.”

“I do want to know,” I say, pulling my underwear up.

“No, Sasha. Why?”

“So I’ll never have to wonder.”

“Wasn’t taking my virginity enough?”

“With you, there’s no such thing as enough. There’s only not enough and more.”

Chapter

Eight