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I’ve never felt that way with anyone before.

There’s been a void in my soul for so long that I didn’t know existed. He’s teaching me how to patch it, to heal.

To love in new ways.

His tender caress, his nurturing words. He builds me up and is mending the shattered pieces that have embedded in my heart.

He can break me in any way he wants, because I know he won’thurtme.

The gold flecks in the dark sea of his eyes fade as his pupils swell.

I know I’ve said the words before, but now I know the real meaning of them.

“I trust you.”

Chapter 32

Dixon

“Char—” My hand holdingher wrists squeezes them more firmly against the rough wooden wall. “—if you’re begging to choke on my cock until I drown you, that can be arranged.”

When her tongue darts over her lip, my free thumb traces the path before circling her throat. “I bet,” I whisper as I follow the ridge of her windpipe with my calloused pad. “I could feel myself all the way down…to here.” Gently, I press into the hollow at the base of my neck.

The weight of my touch makes her swallow reflexively.

It’s a fight to hold myself. My mustache twitches as my hard bulge digs into her belly.

Her jaw sets into that sexy look of determination. Meeting my heated gaze, a smile tugs up her cheek.

“Let me try.”

My tenuous thread snaps, and I let her arms fall free. But I let my hand on her throat grow heavy enough to push her to her knees.

With a practiced movement, I have my zipper down and my swollen cock free before her knees hit the stool.

Knotting my fingers through her auburn hair, I push my tip against her velvety lips. My knuckles are the only buffer between her head and the wall when my hips thrust between her teeth.

Jesus. Watching her stretch around my girth makes my nuts tighten.

Gagging, her palms wrap my shaft trying to slow me.

Fuck, she’s amazing.

“That’s it, Char. Relax. Take me deeper.” A groan starts somewhere in the depths of my chest.

I can feel myself leaking onto her burning tongue as she struggles.

Look at her trying so hard, begging to suck me down.

My thighs quiver with each stroke in restraint.

Tears spill from her eyes and I wipe them with my palm.

Every time I pull back, her nostrils flare with a breath, and each push, I sink further, holding it longer until the pressure in my loins warns me I’m near the breaking point.

“Char,” I growl. “I’m gonna—” I try to pull back, but her hands wrap behind me and her nails dig into the ass of my jeans to bury me into her scorching mouth.

I can’t stop myself from driving into her, roaring through my release.

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