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Win-win, if you ask me.

Now, that plan is somewhat muddied. Or more like a complication appeared along the way.

Preston himself.

The niggling sense of something being wrong started withtouchinghim, if you can believe it.

Well, not beingallowedto touch him, to be precise.

The way he freaked out every time I tried to, turning his panic into violence the more I wanted a taste.

He’s like forbidden fruit that’s still sitting at the top of that branch, his feet swinging as he stares at the sky.

I had to use a simple tactic to lure him.

Just dangle an ego-trip-shaped fruit in front of Preston, and he’ll take it.

He’llalwaystake it.

But maybe that was a mistake.

Thing is, I didn’t count on him asking me to hurt him—begging me, even, as his dick was throbbing in our hands. He wore the softest, hottest, and most beautiful expression I’ve ever seen.

His eyes were glittery green, bright and boyish, and so fucking titillating, my cock was rock-solid.

He turned me on.

The guy who doesn’t like touch but is completely fine with being disciplined into submission turnedmeon.

It’smorethan that, actually.

I’ve been fantasizing about that face since that night, picturing it in my head as I jerked off roughly in the shower.

The parted lips. The red cheeks.

The soft moans.

Fuck.

I run a hand through my hair and adjust myself because, once again, my dick twitches at the image.

A complication.

I’m having a slight complication in my modus operandi.

The thing is, I was entirely open to seducing Preston if I had to. If he gave a sign that he was even faintly interested or curious about men, I’d seize the opportunity.

What’s another conquest, right?

Preston presented me with the opening I needed when, during the game, I turned his god-awful provocation about my mom on him.

Sure, straight dudes would get offended, but Prestonwasoverreacting. He lost his cool in epic proportions and screwed up his game by allowing me to get into his head.

It wasn’t like him. Atall.

That was my sign.

And it only kept getting stronger with each meeting after that.