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He studies my eyes. “Ask nicely.”

I bat my eyes in an exaggerated way. “Oh, please, Whisper. Please take off your clothes and show me your big dick.”

A smile tugs at his mouth as he drags his thumb over my bottom lip. “You’re pretty even when you’re being a brat.”

“I can get even prettier.”

“Show me.”

I push him gently so he sits on the edge of the bed, then I begin to roll my hips to the music playing. It’s soft and not something I’d usually choose, but I can work with it.

Slowly, I dance and peel out of my clothes until I’m only in my lace underwear. Whisper has an obvious bulge straining against his jeans as he watches me with hooded eyes.

“Like what you see?”

“Since the moment I laid eyes on you.”

I move closer then dip forward, dragging my tongue up his cheek. He hooks his hand around the back of my neck and draws my mouth to his. He might not get off on control, but I like that he’s taking it now.

“Tease,” he murmurs as he kisses me.

“I thought you liked my teasing,” I say, so close we’re sharing breath.

“Oh, I do.”

He pulls me onto his lap, digging his fingers into my ass cheeks as he grinds his cock into mine.

“I want your cock inside me.” I brush my lips against his. “Bare.”

His breath hitches. “Uh… really?”

I pull back so I can look into his eyes. “For the record I never do it. I don’t actually…” I pause, unsure why I’m opening up so much to a man I don’t really know.

“Don’t actually what?”

“Bottom often,” I admit. “I usually have to build up to it, but you cracked my resolve.”

A sexy smirk appears on his lips. “Oh yeah? Why is that?”

“Dammit, Whisper. You’ve been watching me for weeks and seemed immune to my charms, so I figured if you ever said yes, I’d go all in. You know, in case it was only once.”

“You flatter me.”

“Yeah, yeah. Your dick is amazing and I want to feel it completely.” I exhale, dipping into a more seductive tone even though I’m talking about medical records. “I’ve been tested in the last six months, I’m on PrEP, and you’re the only one I’ve been with since my last screening.”

Whisper searches my eyes. “You’re trusting me?”

I nod. “You give off ‘take care of your body’ vibes.”

“You’re very perceptive. I do take my health seriously.”

My stomach flutters. “Is that a yes?”

His hand crawls up my back. “You’re sure?”

Nodding, I bite my bottom lip before saying, “So sure. I’ve been thinking about it since you texted.”

“Then yes.”