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Tase stands up, towering over me. His cock gets harder with every step he takes and when he stops in front of the couch, the glistening tip bobs right in front of my face. I take the shaft in hand and work it up toward the tip.

“I’m too old for you,” he grunts out.

Still holding eye contact, I bend my head and swipe my tongue across the head.

His hips jerk when I take his dick in my mouth.

“You’re young and beautiful. You could have anyone you want.”

I suck Tase deep until he hits the back of my throat. My gag reflex is strong and I swallow down over it, holding him there for another long second before I release him and draw in a breath.

“But your mouth,” he groans, “is so sweet.”

Chapter 32

Gilli

The compliment fills me with heat.

He thrusts his hips forward and sinks deep between my lips, forcing me to take him all the way to the hilt and I taste myself on his cock.

We do have the whole night, and I plan to make it last. Because I want him that badly.

Tase is panting, our eyes locked while I gag on him, and it’s the perfect sight. There is only the slightest hint of restraint as his fingers knot in my hair.

“Your lips, your tongue. You are perfect.”

I pull free and lick my lips, relishing the way he groans. “Then let me do this for you.”

I lick the underside of his cock, taking my time to trail my tongue along every edge. To memorize him this way from the base all the way to the tip and back again, keeping control of him with my fist. My other hand moves to his balls to cradle them while I suck.

I like this, too. The gentle way I take my time rather than him fucking my mouth and coming down my throat.

We’ve all taken what we need from each other.

This is different.

This is giving purely because I want to and becauseI expect nothing in return. With him, with the glint of hunger burning in his eyes becoming mine to share, I feel like we’ve barely started on this journey.

They say they won’t let anything happen to me.

And I’d step in front of a bullet for any one of them.

I bob on Tase’s cock, licking and sucking and offering him a respite from reality. When he’s had enough, he drags me up, laying me down on the blanket in front of the fire and slipping into me easily.

He finds his release inside of me and I take every drop. Time means nothing. Outside, the haze of a moon casts silver rays of light inside the house, tangling with the golden glow of flames.

And through the exhaustion, Tase guides me up to his bed, tucking me underneath clean sheets.

“Your eyes are closing.”

His voice filters through me, around me, and I burrow deeper into the covers that smell like him.

“I’m about to fall asleep. You’ve got me relaxed.”

He replies with a soft chuckle. “Not just me. You’ve had a busy few days.”

“Few years, more like.” I blow out a soft breath and slowly bat my eyes open to find him staring at me.

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