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I can barely breathe, but the words come out somehow. “I want it.I want you so bad.”

“Good boy,” he says with a smile that pummels my chest worse than a punch. He pulls his fingers out. I wanna get on my knees andbeg for more.

But Nil pins me against the counter, letting me feel the drag of his dick lining up perfectly behind me.

“You’re ready for me,” he says. “Stay right where you are.”

I nod, shaking worse.

“You’re going to wait for me,” he says. “And you’re not going to move until I tell you.”

The sink rattles under me.

“I like seeing you shiver, Stan.”

My breath stutters.

“But I’m not finished with you,” he says.

His hand on my shaft twists slower. I let out a long groan, closing my eyes.

Nil smiles against my skin. I feel it. “You’re perfect.”

A full-body shiver hits me so hard I almost fold.

“Stay up,” he tells me. “And look up.”

I breathe out something close to a sob as I stare at the mirror. He rests his forehead to the back of my neck.

“I’m going to take care of you,” he says. “Every part of you.”

“Nil… I’m ready.”

“Not yet. I want you wanting.”

“I already want—”

“More,” he says, sounding so devastating. “I want more from you. More of those sounds you make.”

I gasp when his tip prods at my hole. It almost squeezes shut on instinct, but I want him in me.

My chest heaves. “You’re fucking torturing me here, Ocean Eyes.”

“Yeah,” he says. “Bet you like that I am.”

Tease.I fucking knew it.

I blink my eyes open when I turn my head to face him. His eyes pierce right through me. “Please,” I beg. “Need you inside me.”

It takes a few seconds to get anything out of him, but then he smirks.

His hand’s on my jaw, pulling me in for a kiss. That’s when I feel him slide in slow, torturously slow but so damn flawlessly at how easily I take it.

It goes past every tight ring of muscle. It hits every sensitive nerve. Hits that part of me like he pressed a button that rips a roar of pleasure outta me.

Heat rolls through me in a wave so intense my vision whites out. I cling to the sink with everything I’ve got left. The only reason I don’t hit the floor is Nil.

Not caring if I collapse, I roll my hips, needing more of him.