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“Not what you expected–right?” He taunted.

I shook my head as I pulled my lower lip through my teeth. Holy shit, I was being fucked by a toothbrush. Was this normal? Did people do this?

“Go ahead, sweet girl, let go for me.” He rasped, brushing his lips to the shell of my ear.

And I tried to fight it, but my knees went weak. I tipped my head back as my lips parted, allowing my moans to echo just above the sound of the water. Kane held me steady as my orgasm pulsed through me in waves. When the ecstasy finally wore off,I tried to pretend like nothing had happened… but I was a little disappointed.

“What?” He asked, putting the toothbrush down and grabbing a bottle of shampoo.

“I just–no dick?” I panted, still trying to make sense of his unorthodox use of that specific tool.

Kane shrugged as he smirked. “Maybe later, you just looked like you needed to feel good.”

He cracked the cap open and poured the soap on my hair before working his fingers against my scalp. Somehow, Kane washing my hair felt better than the orgasm. I wrapped my arms around him before resting my head against his chest.

His whole body stiffened as I tried to enjoy the rhythmic pounding of his heart.

“How could you tell?” I groaned as he guided me under the water to rinse the soap out.

“Just had that look on your face.”

The warm water ran down my back as I snuggled as close to Kane as possible. But, as my belly pressed into him, Sawyer protested the action. Three somewhat angry thumps came in quick succession, and I pulled away.

“Sorry.” I breathed, rubbing the spot. “Now that I don't have a fever, he's getting a bit of a personality.”

I was slightly embarrassed by Sawyer so obviously protesting the closeness… but, Kane didn't seem to mind. Instead, his hand drifted to cover mine.

“…Is there anything specific that makes him do that?” he asked slowly, his eyes never leaving my stomach.

I hesitated a minute, hoping Sawyer would kick him again just to prove he could. Instead, I felt the gentle wiggle of him getting comfortable.

“I ate a bowl of ice cream before bed yesterday, and it felt like he was doing gymnastics,” I admitted.

A sly smile tugged at Kane’s lips as he rubbed my stomach once more.

“So… what would you say to ice cream and thenmaybesleeping in my bed?”

I paused, my stomach flipping in a much different way. “Like…withyou?”

Kane nodded. “Preferably…. but if you're not comfortable, you don't have to.”

Once again, I rested my head on his chest, just happy to have him close.

“I'd like that.”

Chapter 16

Jace

In my line of work, some days were worse than others. And tonight? It was the worst night of my fucking life. Not only was it Super Saturday, but everything that could go wrong had.

I’d lost track of time watching a movie with Callie and was late for my first client. And as a punishment, he came on my face. Not only that, but his rude ass got it in my hair. I couldn’t just show up to my second client with cum in my hair, so I needed to shower. Unfortunately, that shower made melate.

My second client was much more understanding, but she wasterriblein bed—as most supers were. So, while I wasn’t running behind for my third client, I was so pent-up that my balls hurt. Then, my third client spilled a whole glass of wine on my shirt, which put me right back on the late train for my fourth and final client of the night,TitaniumJustice.

Part of me debated skipping our session, but while I didn’t exactlyneedhis money right now, I needed to save up fornursing school. We were T-Minus four-ish months until Sawyer was here, and I wanted to give Callie something to be proud of. She deserved someone who she could be proud of. Someone who bought her kid shit with money earned the honest way.

And I was going to be that man, even if it killed me.

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