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“Tell me to stop,” he whispered, letting his forehead fall gently to rest against mine. “Every time I’m near you, all I want to do is touch you...” he breathed, his voice thick with emotion and lust.

And something else I didn’t dare acknowledge because I knew I would be doomed, if I did.

“And I know that makes me sound like a total creeper, but?—”

I kissed him in return, my own demons clawing at me.

I knew I should have told him to stop. I should have ended things right there, and walked away.

But when Riley Evans kissed me, when he touched me... it felt like everything was perfect for once.

He made mehappy.

And I didn’t want that feeling to go away, so I said, “I don’t want you to stop.”

Riley kissed me wistfully, rolling me over so that I was on my back, my cock standing up straight with his own admission of excitement a tenting of the white of the towel.

As Riley leaned over me, his towel shifted, revealing his hip lines. The light of morning lit him up like a halo, as he pressed himself against me.

“I never want you to stop,” I breathed desperately, imploring his gaze with mine.

Alarm bells sounded off all throughout my body, my brain.

Danger, Eric!

But I’d never felt so strongly about anyone in my life, and so I didn’t know how to do anything else at the moment, except be the man Riley Evans wanted.

The man he wanted to kiss, to touch.

I wanted to behis.

Riley kissed me once more as he settled his fingers in my hair.

I slid my hands down his sides resting them on his hips.

The towel bunched in my grasp, and within seconds, I felt his hand covering mine.

“Tell me what you want,” he purred, his voice full of tenderness as he slid his other hand down my chest. My cock throbbed as I arched my back off the bed, needing to feel his skin on mine.

My head was still pounding, pain mixing with pleasure.

Riley traced his fingertips lightly along my shaft, his touch electric as he mapped each swollen vein.

“Is this what you want?” he asked sweetly, running them up and down my dick.

I found it hard to focus, to breathe, due to the overwhelming feelings culminating in me. His lips pressed against my neck, right over my throbbing pulse, his tongue on my skin felt sweet and warm.

The moan that escaped me was unavoidable.

I wrapped my arms around him, seeking grounding as I pulled him closer. I thrust my engorged cock against his touch, needing more.

“Yes,” I breathed, lost in his warmth.

Riley kissed me, his tongue caressing mine as he wrapped his hand around my cock, his palm warm and soft like velvet.

“Is this whatDaddywants?” he purred, his lips turning into a smile against mine as he slowly pumped me, brushing his thumb over my slit and through my sticky precum.

God, yes. I want this.

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