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“That’s what makes you a good little Scout. You’re a rule follower.” Something shifted, and when he spoke again, his voice was clearer and husky. “Now let’s see if you taste as good as I’ve imagined.”

And then he spread my cheeks and lowered his mouth onto me.

9

LACHLAN

IHADN’T BEEN planning to come back here tonight.

I’d spent the entire day convincing myself of that fact. The risk was too much to even contemplate for a chance to see Cooper again. Or, if I were being honest with myself, to touch him.

But as the day turned to night, I’d found my resolve slipping. The night clouded the common sense that came with the light of day, which was how I found myself pushing my mask up out of my way and risking everything. But there was one thing I was banking on:

“That’s what makes you a good little Scout. You’re a rule follower.”

Cooper’s submissive nature.

If he’d been more demanding, more assertive, this would never work. It would be a done deal. I never would’ve shown my face—myself—again. But he was willing to go along with this masked-man fantasy he’d created for himself, the one I was more than happy to seduce him with, and for that reason I knew he wouldn’t risk ending it here when he was so clearly begging for more.

I ran my hand over the round curve of his ass and took a handful of his plump cheek. Then I lowered my head and took a deep inhale.

Mmm…The fresh scent of soap clung to his body, letting me know he’d eagerly been awaiting my return tonight for this exact reason, and nothing save a natural fucking disaster was going to stop me from getting the one thing I wanted more than ever.

“Now let’s see if you taste as good as I’ve imagined.”

I gripped his other cheek in my gloved hand and spread him wide, and when I flicked my tongue over his tight little hole he flinched. I dug my fingers into his supple skin and held him in place as I licked a wet path up his shadowy channel.

A muffled curse left him as Cooper tried to push back onto me, and I nipped at his soft skin, reminding him without words exactly who was in charge here.

“God, that feels…”

I didn’t catch how it felt as I buried my face deeper, my mind shutting down everything but the warmth of his body, the musky, earthy taste on my tongue as I teased his hole.

But this wasn’t the time for a long, drawn-out fuck.This was about need, want, desire. It was about satisfying the ache that had started somewhere back in that alley. About the draw we’d felt since, to be with one another even if we had no idea who the other person was.

I wanted to equal parts consume and erase him.

I needed to free myself from him but wanted to drown in him first.

A soft moan from above had me raising my head a fraction to check Cooper was keeping up his end of the deal, and true to his word, his face was buried in his pillow. His arms were wrapped around it as he bucked back toward me, the need to feel something inside of him as obvious as the desperation I felt toputsomething inside him.

I rubbed the stubble on my jaw along the sensitive skin of his ass cheek, and a tremble racked his body.

“Fuck,” he panted. “Do that again.”

I grinned as I gave him what he asked for before massaging my thumb over his hole and spitting on the small pucker to get it nice and slick. Then I gently pushed inside, my thumb the first part of me to experience his tight, hot heat.

Cooper immediately pushed back at the penetration, and I dragged my thumb free, added more moisture, and came back at him with my index and middle finger, scissoring them apart, stretching him nice and wide.

I’d imagined the way he’d moan under me, but nothing could compare to the breathy sounds coming out of him, or the way his tight ass swallowed my fingers so greedily.

Desperate for another taste, I tongued and teased him, eliciting more of those sounds I knew would haunt me when I left.

“More.” Cooper shoved back on me, and that made my cock so hard I was surprised it didn’t burst through the leather.

I lifted my head and nipped at the round globe of his ass, making him remember his place. But I was ready for more, and I drew my fingers out of him to undo my pants.

When he heard my zipper, he gestured to the side of his bed without turning around. “I have?—”

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