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“Yes,” Garrett agrees. “Fuck me, Cooper. Fuck me like I’m yours.”

A shot of red-hot possession races through me.

“You’re mine.” I pull out and quickly thrust back in as I wrap my hand around his throat and stand him up.

I bring my lips to his ear before thrusting back in.

“All.”

Thrust.

“Fucking.”

Thrust.

“Mine.”

My free hand slides down his body, and I wrap my hand around his cock.

He’s hard again, and in only minutes, his entire body is trembling with need.

“Are you going to make a mess all over my kitchen, baby?”

He nods frantically, unable to form words.

“Tell me.”

“Yes,” he forces out.

“I want to watch you come. I want to feel you clamping down on me, begging for me to finish in your ass.”

I grit my teeth as I consider the possibility of being able to take him bare one day.

I’ve never done it before.

Whether I’m with a man or a woman, the risks are too high.

And honestly, it’s not something that’s really bothered me before. But suddenly, all I can think about is how Garrett would feel with nothing between us.

“Cooper, fuck,” Garrett groans before he explodes, his cum covering the kitchen island in front of us.

The sight of that, and the thought of taking him bare, is enough to send me flying over the edge with him.

“Holy fuck,” I gasp, reaching out to steady myself on the counter. “That was⁠—”

“So fucking good,” he breathes, twisting in my hold so we’re face to face once again. “Tell me I’m not the only one who thinks it gets better every time.”

I shake my head, a smile twitching at my lips.

“You’re not the only one. I usually get bored, but I can’t see that ever happening.”

His eyes search mine. I’m not sure what he’s looking for—the lie he suspects might be there. But he won’t find it. I don’t think I’ve ever said something so painfully true in my entire life.

Satisfied that I’m being honest, he wraps his hand around the back of my neck and his lips find mine.

I let him lead the kiss, and it’s not long before I’m ready for round two. Or is it three, seeing as he started this back in the car?

We eventually make it up to my bedroom, and after showering together—which predictably takes longer than it should—we finally fall naked and exhausted into my bed.