Page 40 of Terms of Exposure


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The coil inside me ratcheted with each squeeze, each thrust, then spilled over.

My mouth flew open, but no scream followed. Only pleasure—cresting, breaking, flooding through me. My back bowed, searching for more, a silent plea to not loosen his hold until the end.

A dark, jagged laugh brushed my ear. "Did you come for me, love?"

Crack.

"You didn't even ask permission."

Convulsions wracked my body, but he never relented. Pursuing his own release. Pounding up into me, spearing me on his cock as he ripped me apart.

A roar tore from him and he buried himself in me, pulling me down until our bodies were flush. His cock pulsed as he filled me once more.

An unhinged laugh slipped free as his hold on my throat finally eased, his body gone still.

My fingertips trailed along the skin of his arms as he relaxed beneath me.

Satiated. And sufficiently cared for.

But as his breathing steadied beneath me, the questions I hadn't asked crept back in. Nathan. Jennifer. The numbers that didn't add up.

Eventually, I'd have to face them. Tonight, I let myself forget.

Chapter thirteen

Damien

That got away from me.

I trailed my lips along her jaw. "Are you okay?"

Her shoulders shook with laughter. "Fuck yeah I am."

My own laughter joined hers, my body lighter than it had been in days. I wrapped my arms around her and flung myself onto my back, pulling a squeal from her as I dragged her with me.

She gave me a playful slap, grinning, before nuzzling into me. Her cheek rose and fell with the pounding of my heart.

My hand around her throat. The feeling of her wrapped around my cock.

And her mouth.

That fucking mouth of hers.

"You should have led with that." The words tumbled from my mind without warning.

She trailed a fingernail along my stomach, raising the hair on my arms. "Led with what?"

"What do you mean,what?" I asked incredulously.

"Oh, that—" She waved it away. "That's nothing."

"The fuck do you mean, nothing?" The memory of my cock down her throat would be ingrained in my soul until the day I died and she was shrugging it off like a goddamn party trick.

She gave a delicate shrug. "I might be a complete basket case, Damien. But I know how to suck dick."

I huffed a laugh, stretching my arms above me. "You got that right."

She lifted her head in mock offense.