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“How do you know?” I ask.

“I don’t.” He sighs again. “I don’t fucking know anything. And I also don’t know if I can stop doing it, but I want to because I think I need to.”

I frown. “Are you trying to choose right now?”

He gives his head a small shake. “I don’t know.”

“Because you don’t have to,” I say. “We can keep this as casual as you want.”

“What doyouwant?” he asks.

“Honestly, I’m not sure, either.” He’s given me a lot to process.

“Because I really like this,” Isaac says.

“I noticed,” I say with a smirk.

He presses his lips together and lowers his gaze. “Was it the eighth or ninth time I came that gave me away?”

“It was all the times,” I tell him.

“Yeah, well… I didn’t realize my ass was so empty until you came along.”

I laugh. “If it helps, I didn’t realize how well my cock could fill one.”

“Yeah, you’re pretty good at it.”

I run my hand up and down his arm. “I feel like I can do better than pretty good.”

“I might be downplaying it. Are you getting whatyouneed?”

I nod, because being whatheneeds is more than enough for me. The fact that I get off as hard as I do is a bonus. I don’t really care how it happens. If I want something in my ass, I’ll stuff a plug in, but so far, with him, I haven’t felt the need. I’ll be curious what my therapist thinks about all this, but I already know he’ll be more interested in what I think about it. I’m not looking forward to that conversation.

Isaac draws closer and presses his mouth to mine. It’s a gentle kiss at first, but then his tongue teases my lips, and I can’t help but let him in. I fucking love kissing him.

“Date me,” he says when he pulls away. “Casually.”

“Is this a casual date?” I ask.

He rubs his nose against mine and nods.

“What about the other guy?”

His gaze narrows, searching mine. “What do you want me to say?”

“I’m not sure,” I admit.

“Because I can go cold turkey.”

That makes me grin. “You think?”

“Probably.”

“I think you probably shouldn’t. Not until you’ve put it all out there.”

He rests his forehead on mine. “I told you. I can’t.”

I cup the back of his head. “Your reasoning was weak. Saying it’s complicated just means you should simplify.”