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I hear Beau chuckle as I scroll through videos in the category. “You’re welcome to watch. But that’s one thing that we are absolutely not trying.”

I pause, surprised by his comment. He’s been so intent on me exploring. It’s interesting that this would set him off.

“But what if I want to?” I ask sweetly, batting my eyelashes at him.

“I don’t share,” Beau growls, the expression on his face suddenly harsh.

I don’t want to share either, but all of my pent-up sexual tension is making me want to push his buttons.

“You might not,” I shrug casually, trying to hide my grin. “But I’m sure there are lots of guys out there who would be interested. So sad that our relationship is over before it even really got started.”

Beau’s eyes flash with a predatory hunger as he reaches for me, pulling me onto his lap so that I’m straddling his crotch, just like last night. “Didn’t I say earlier that you’d be punished for playing games with me, Claire?”

I grind my hips against his erection, knowing that I’m taunting him, and quite frankly not giving a damn. “Yes.”

“And yet here you are, practically begging for a punishment?” He narrows his golden-brown eyes on me. “For someone who just found out that my kink involves bondage, you’re feeling awfully brave.”

“Bondage Beau,” I muse, turning the words over in my head. “I kinda like the sound of that one.”

“I still prefer big boy Beau.”

“Do you?” My voice transforms into a seductive purr as I rock my hips against him. “Doesn’t feel that big to me.”

I’m joking, obviously. The man has a porn star dick.

And I would know—I’m officially a porn enthusiast.

“Now I know you’re really playing games,” he hisses, pinching my cheeks between two of his fingers. His hips grind against mine, and I swear I’m getting dangerously close to orgasm from simply dry humping. “You feel how big I am now?”

I groan as the ache of arousal pulses through me with his dominant tone.

“You think these lips could take my cock?” His fingers tighten on my cheeks, pushing my lips out like a fish as he forces me to look at him. “I bet I wouldn’t get halfway down your throat before you gagged.”

I swallow as I imagine taking him in my mouth.

“Trust me when I say that my cock is more than enough for you. You won’t ever think about another man once you have it. My cock is going to ruin you for the rest of your life, pretty girl.”

He releases his grip on my face and collides his lips against mine, kissing me with a wild hunger.Beau is normally so controlled, hyper-aware of everything I do and intent on making sure I have what I need before he does. But this version of him is unhinged, as if my taunting has caused him to glitch. He’s claiming my mouth like I’m giving him my last breath, his tongue overtaking mine in a dance that only he can lead.

I open for him, letting him explore every inch of me as my body grinds against his truly impressive erection.

He’s right. I don’t need anyone else, nor do I want them.

Chapter 29

Beau

Ihaven’t woken up next to a woman since undergrad. We would both reek of beer and bad decisions, and I would race out of the room, not wanting to make things awkward with post-coital chatter. This morning, however, the last thing I want to do is race anywhere other than between the legs of the woman next to me.

After my little experiment last night, I had every intention of making Claire go to bed needy because of the jokes she made. Unfortunately, my bleeding heart couldn’t follow through. When I pulled away from her kiss, once again stopping things between us before they went too far, she looked at me with those crystal blue eyes, and all I could think was how I needed more.

So I carried her up to my loft, and did what any reasonable man with a smoking hot woman in their bed for the first time would do—wrapped my arms around her and went to sleep.

Was it painful? My blue balls were painful.

Was it the right thing to do? Regrettably.

I’m being overly cautious not to push things too far, or too fast with her, which is ridiculous considering I was crowned the king of one-night stands in college. But with Claire, I want her to know that my first priority is her—her pleasure, and her progress. And last night, I was so keyed up from thinking about her with another man that I wouldn’t have prioritized either one of those things.

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