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When the final button fell free, Hayden yanked the sides of my shirt apart and wiggled down my body, forcing his knees between mine so he could slide to the floor between my spread legs.

I let him, my entire body tight with desire.

Fuck. I’d never felt this kind of need before. And I’d never been able to just be in the moment like this.

My brain was my worst enemy at the best of times, but it was downright cruel when I was getting intimate with someone.

It had taken me years to find ways to filter out the constant stream of thoughts and images that ran through my mind, but they always slipped through when I was having sex and pulled me out of the moment.

It was good in the sense that I never lost control and I could usually last for a long time. But it also prevented me from fully enjoying things, and I usually had a hard time finishing unless I forced it.

But not with Hayden.

Strong hands ran over the planes of my stomach and chest, squeezing and kneading my muscles hard enough to leave red marks on my skin.

“Jesus, Hayden.” I stared down at him in wonder as he peppered my torso with hungry kisses, his hands still roving over my stomach and sides and leaving trails of fire in their wake.

He closed his mouth over my nipple and sucked.

I jerked as white-hot pleasure exploded in my chest and went straight to my balls like they were somehow connected. “Holy shit!”

“You like that?” he asked, a gleam in his eye as he released my nipple and grinned up at me.

“Oh yeah. Never knew that was a hot spot, but goddamn.”

Hayden practically attacked my nipples, sucking and nibbling and using his fingers to tweak and tease the sensitive buds until I was wound so tight I had to pull his head away.

“Too much,” I panted.

“Can I blow you?” He dropped his eyes to my crotch.

“Yeah. If you want to.”

“I want to.” He tugged the button of my fly free. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.”

I groaned as he expertly undid my fly and fished my cock out of my briefs. I was rock hard and slick for him.

He moaned and stroked my length.

“That’s it,” I whispered as he drew my cockhead between his lips and gave it a hard suck. “So good.”

His eyelids flipped open, his eyes meeting mine as shock, then heat, flashed in them.

“So good,” I repeated, stroking the backs of my knuckles against his cheek. “A little harder.”

He moaned and did as I asked.

“There you go. You’re doing so good. More. Take more of me.”

He moved down my length.

“So good.” I pet his cheek again. “Not too much. Don’t hurt yourself. I want us both to enjoy this.”

He made a snuffling sound around my dick and did something with his tongue, rolling it around the bottom of my shaft, that literally made me see stars.

“Holy fuck.” I grunted, only just managing to stop myself from coming.

Jesus. I never had trouble lasting, but apparently, Hayden was the exception.

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