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With a groan, I push my cock between her lips and almost seize when I feel the resistance at the back of her throat.

Fia’s eyes flicker from my cock in her mouth to my mine as they watch her. Tears glaze her vision as spit trails down her chin.

I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.

I let go of my hand in her hair, caressing her face, catching the liquid pooling from her lips. Bringing the mixture of us to my mine, I suck on my finger, addiction forming at the taste.

“Choke on my cock, baby. I want to feel how tight this mouth can get.”

I push farther, and that grants me a small gag. I should let up, and the thought passes through my head, but I don’t. Tightening tickles up my spine, and I almost stop, until I feel her moan against my groin. Without warning, her palms reach around the backs of my thighs, pulling me closer.

“Oh, fuck,” I grunt. “You want me to come down your pretty little throat, don’t you?”

Her glassy green eyes look up at me, begging and nodding all the same.

I fuck her throat in short, quick strokes until both of us are a sloppy mess, but it’s not enough.

Fuck, it’s not even nearly enough.

I release my dick from her lips, and her eyebrows crease as she pants.

“What? What are you doing?” she cries.

“I need more.”

Under her armpits, I hook my hands, pulling her from the ground, making sure to thread my arm around her waist to steady her wobbly legs.

When we’re face to face, I can’t fucking wait a second longer to latch my lips to hers. The taste of my saltiness pairs so fucking perfectly with her sweet mouth.

“Please tell me I can have you,” I beg, needing her consent, for her to want this as desperately as I do.

“Yes, Jett. Yes.”

Not giving a fuck that we’re still in the cold, I move our bodies to the couch that surrounds the fire pit on my balcony. Setting Fia gently on her ass, I waste no time before I’m ripping my shirt over her head.

“On your back,” I growl, taking in the gorgeous structure of her body.

Leaning back, Fia props herself on her elbows, and I can’t help but pin my gaze on her for just a moment longer.

“Jett…”

I almost don’t hear the faint whisper from admiring just how fucking perfect everything about her is. When I look up at her face, I tilt one eyebrow, almost irritated that she just pulled me from my study.

“Will you put your hand around my throat when you fuck me?”

CHAPTER 53

FIA

I had no idea how badly I needed this.

As I shiver, my heart pounds out of my chest. My focus has been so heavily focused on taking whatever pain away from Jett, that the moment I laid down, I knew just what I needed to get rid of mine too.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for, Sofia baby,” he grumbles, moving his lips just inches from mine as he hovers above me.

Letting my impulsive thoughts win, I jut my head backward, making it so we’re face to face. Grabbing his head between my hands, I place my lips to his, tricking him with softness, before I gather his bottom lip between my teeth and bite.

When I pop his lip from mine, I watch his brow furrow, that fire I want to grow crackling brighter as he watches me.