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I grab him under the arm, jerking him to his feet.

NOAH

The room spins as I’m forced to my feet. “What’s your problem?” I gasp.

Robbie doesn’t answer me. He leans forward, snatching the condom off the bedside table and tearing it open with his teeth. He glares at me as he rolls it down the length of his cock.

“I told you to tap my leg when you needed to breathe, not to wait for me to make the decision for you.” He grips my thighs, lifting me clean off the floor.

His fingers prod at my entrance, and I suck in a breath. “Are you seriously telling me off as you’re about to fuck me?”

“Tell me what you want,” he demands.

I shake my head. I don’t want to tell him what I want. How the hell am I supposed to know? This isn’t how it was meant to go. I thought if I teased him a little, he’d get pissed off enough to pin me to the bed and take all his frustration out on me. Not … whatever the fuck this is.

My body’s vibrating from adrenaline, but not in the way I’m used to.

I can’t remember the last time I enjoyed sex—maybe never. It’s been a necessary evil, a last resort when I’m so exhausted from the nightmares I have to force my body to shut down somehow. But when Robbie pushed me against the wall and shoved his tongue inside me, my cock finally decided to wake up for the first time in years. It’s so hard it’s throbbing against the fabric of my jock. I zone out from whatever Robbie’s doing, fixating on how wet I’m getting.

I’m jostled in Robbie’s arms, and it snaps me out of my daze. I lurch forward, wrapping my arms around his neck, clinging tight. He shifts me over, and I gasp as his fat cockhead presses against my hole.

“What do you want?” he asks, softer this time.

I bury my face in his hair and try to shove the panic down. If he knew what was going through my head, he’d stop immediately. I know he would. But I need to keep going; I’m allowed five minutes to be fucking normal. My cock will go down if I ignore it.

I take a shuddering breath and murmur, “I want you to fuck me.”

He lets my weight do the work, gravity taking over as the pressure of his cock pushes into me.

Fuck. I’d never tell him he might be the biggest I’ve ever had, but I’m certainly thinking it. His girth alone is enough to steal the air from my lungs, but once the head pops through my hole and slides into me, the length just keeps coming.

“Oh, God,” I mutter, pulling back to meet his deep blue gaze.

“Rob will do,” he grins.

I roll my eyes, then gasp as he maneuvers my knees into the crooks of his elbows. He holds my arse, lifting me slowly. I link my fingers behind his neck, leaning back, trusting that he won’t drop me.

“You’re so tight,” he moans, pulling his piercing between his teeth as he bites his lip. I’m staring again, and I realise he’s right—I do focus on his mouth too much.

“Fuck me,” I demand for the second time tonight, trying not to lean over and tug on that damn piercing myself.

“Have we forgotten our manners?” Robbie asks as he lowers me, torturously slowly.

“Please,” I grit out.

“Please what?”

I can feel the heat blazing in my eyes as I glare at him. “Please. Fuck me, Rob.”

“As you wish.” He lifts me again, then pulls me back down with force. The air is punched out of my lungs, and I dig my nails into the back of his neck as he picks up momentum. He bounces me up and down on his cock like I weigh nothing, and all I can do is hold on for the ride.

Heat spreads through my body and my stomach twists into a tight knot. My cock hasn’t gone down at all. It’s rock hard and throbbing like crazy, smearing precum all over the jock.

I struggle to breathe as I realise I’m close to coming.

I can’t …

“Are you sure you don’t want to come?”