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He pulled back, meeting my gaze. “I hate to tell you this, Horatio, but you’re not the oldest guy I’ve been with this year.”

I blinked. “It’s February fourteenth—just how many guys have you been with?”

Laughter burst forth from him. “Jealous? No, I meant since I turned twenty-six. Last June. There’ve been a few guys since then, including a guy in his fifties. Man, he had stamina. And was a little kinky, if you know what I mean.”

“No, I’m quite sure I don’t know what you mean. And I’m pretty sure I don’t want to know.”

“Oh, the stories I could tell you.”

I cocked my head. “Have you been to Club Kink?”

In response to my question, he gazed upward to the ceiling. “Is there a right way to answer that?”

“Well, this is interesting.” I’d never been into BDSM, as it wasn’t generally in my wheelhouse, but I’d consider expanding my horizons if Dade wanted.

Are you nuts? You’re willing to change your life for him?

Yes. Yes, I was. So I shoved my negative thoughts aside. I lazily drew my hand down his arm. “I’m open to trying new things.”

He met my gaze. “You know, I think you’re not just saying that because you want in my pants.”

I liked how he saw me. The real me.

Chapter Eight

Dade

Iwas, generally, a patient man. I was also known for taking action when forward motion was required.

“Let’s save the kinky talk for another night. I have…plans for you.”

He quirked an eyebrow.

I grazed my hand down his chest, along his hip, all the way to his flaccid cock. I squeezed.

“Uh, I think I told you refractory periods are a thing.”

Undaunted, I stroked him, enjoying the wrinkly, soft skin beneath my fingertips.

His breath caught. His cock lengthened. His face pinkened. “Making a liar out of me?”

“Oh, you can take as long as you need.” I offered a cheeky smile. “We’ve got all night. And since you gave everyone the day off tomorrow—which I’m going to make certain you take for yourself as well—we can go at this for as long as it takes.”

He hardened fractionally under my ministrations.

I grinned. “Shall we take this to bed?”

“Yeah.” He cleared his throat. “That would be…perfect.”

“Awesome. Now, I assume you have supplies—”

He coughed. “Uh, yes. Not even expired.”

I tweaked his nose. “You had to think about that.”

“Not going to lie…I took a moment to consider.”

Drawing my fingers along his chest, I offered a smile. “I’m clean. Was tested a couple of months ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since.”