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“Yes,sir,” I said, flipping over on the couch.

I suddenly had no idea what to expect. Emmett really was the one who had to be more in control, here—he’d done this before, and I had no idea what I was doing.

“You have a perfect ass,” he said. I heard the click of the bottle cap opening.

I gasped as I felt his hand spread me from behind. No more hesitation. It was slick and cold at first as he gently felt around my hole. He started to swirl his fingertips around it, and the slickness heated up.

And then it felt good. Really fucking good.

There was no way I was going too far—if anything, I wasn’t going far enough.

“More,” I said. “More of that.”

I felt the bulk of him come down over the top of me. He leaned over me, stopping to gently bite my ear.

“I’m just getting started,” he growled near my ear, and then in one smooth motion, I felt him push a finger inside me.

I moaned.

Goddamn.

That was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. I looked forward past the couch, my eyes fixating on the fireplace, suddenly hyper aware of every sensation in my body.

I tensed up and I knew Emmett could sense it. “Just breathe,” he told me. “Relax.”

The idea that he was inside me—inside me andcommandingme above me, made my cock throb where it was pressed up against the couch.

“Give me more,” I said, even though I had no idea if I could take more, yet.

He didn’t hesitate. I felt a slightly painful stretch as he pushed the tip of a second finger inside me, and I let out a strangled sound.

“Breathe, breathe,” he repeated above me, and the desperate desire flooded through me again. “You doing okay?”

“God, I like having you inside me,” I said. “Give me more.”

“I’ll give you more. We have to go slow.”

“Just push me down and take me,” I said. “I don’t care if you hurt me. I want you toclaimme, Emmett. Like I fucking belong to you.”

I pushed my hips back, shoving against him and fucking backward onto his two fingers, forcing the matter. It hurt, and a bit of sharp pain went through me, but I couldn’t care.

I didn’t feel like I’d just been waiting for this tonight. I felt like I’d been waiting for something like this for a very long time, but I hadn’t known what I was looking for.

Emmett was someone I could really level with.

Itrustedhim, actually. Being vulnerable with him earlier had felt so right, even though it didn’t make any sense logically. I wanted to be more vulnerable with him. I wanted to be raw. What did I have to lose?

We could fight right, and it only made sense that we wouldfuckright, too.

He moaned deeply as he felt me shoving back against him. His free hand came down to grip against my waist.

“You’re so eager,” he said.

“I go all the way, or I don’t go at all.”

He hummed as he pulled his fingers out of me. I heard the sound of the condom wrapper opening, and I leaned over, turning to look up at Emmett.

He was slicking himself up, looking down at me.

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