Page 112 of Off Limits

I chuckled. “Kinda like I almost did the first time we hooked up.”

“You did?”

“Oh yeah.” I slipped one hand down the front of his sweats and rubbed his hip. “I had to use every trick in the book to not blow my load within a few seconds. The things I thought about to not come still haunt me, and I left a bruise on my leg from pinching myself so hard.”

“I had no clue.”

“Because I hid it.” I pressed a soft kiss against his lips. “But no more hiding things.”

“No more,” he agreed, his expression serious.

“So, do you want to switch things up?”

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I nodded,not trusting my voice not to crack or do something equally embarrassing.

“And just to be fully transparent, I got tested after we did that first cam show together.”

“You did?”

He nodded. “I wanted to make sure you were safe, even if we were using protection.”

“I haven’t been tested in years.” My cheeks flushed hot. “Not since the first time we…”

It hadn’t occurred to me to get tested since I hadn’t had sex with anyone other than him. Was that the wrong call?

He gave me a slow, sweet kiss. “I figured. We can wait if you want, but I trust you.”

“You really want me to blow my load in five seconds, don’t you?” I shot him a flat look, but the effect was ruined when the corners of my lips tugged up in a smile.

“You figured out my master plan.” He pushed up on his hands and knees and held himself over me. “Now take those pants off so you can fuck me.”

“Not helping,” I grumbled, pushing my sweats down so I could shimmy out of them.

When I kicked them off, he lay back over me and brushed his lips against mine, then dropped a line of kisses down the column of my neck.

I lay there, my head spinning with good feels as he made his way down my body. He paused when he reached my dick, then pressed a teasing kiss against my tip. “Lift your hips so I can get my mouth on you.”

Groaning, I did as he said. When my briefs were off, he wasted no time swallowing me down, taking almost all of me on the first pass.

“Oh fuck,” I whispered, tangling my hands in his hair and holding on for dear life as he worked me over with his mouth.

Dex was damn good at giving head, and before I knew it, I could feel the telltale signs of my orgasm gathering like a storm.

“Too much,” I whispered, gently tugging on his hair.

He pulled off me and immediately moved up my body to give me a deep kiss.

“On your back,” I murmured when he pulled away. “My turn.”

With one of his trademark smirk-smiles that was going to be the death of me, he shifted off me and lay on his back.

Far too eagerly, I rolled on top of him and kissed him just as hard and deep as he’d kissed me.

He moaned against my mouth and held my hips, locking me in place as he kissed me back, his need rivaling mine until we had to pull back to breathe.

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