Page 324 of Rogue Riders Duet

“Ask me again,” I command, brushing the backs of my fingers over his pink cheek. “Properly.”

“Will you say yes, then?”

“Possibly.”

He swallows. “Okay, can you help me put it in?”

“No.”

He scowls. “Come on.”

I kiss him softly. “Ask again.”

“Again?” He sighs, lips brushing mine. “Will you put it in for me?”

“No.”

He groans. “I hate you.”

“You don’t, and I’m almost convinced.”

He gives me a look, and I have to suppress a laugh. Arguing with him about this shouldn’t be this hot, but goddamn, it feels like edging.

“Then put it in for me.”

“Nope.”

“You beautiful bastard.”

I chuckle, stroking along his jaw. “One last time. Beg for it.”

“One last time?”

“Ask for what you want, and I’ll give it to you.”

He rises to his knees, kisses me hard, and whispers against my lips, “I want you inside me.”

Wait a damn minute.

“Oh?” I murmur, heart hammering. “I thought we were talking about the dildo?”

“I want you. Not that silicone shit. You.”

My brain stalls, because fuck yes, but isn’t this too soon?

“You were struggling with the toy.”

“I wasn’t with your fingers.”

“Fuck.”

“Is that a yes?”

I kiss him, my hand curling around the back of his neck. My lips brushing his, I breathe, “How could I say no to that?”

Then I kiss him again and again until he’s gasping against my mouth, and nothing else matters except making him feel every inch of what he’s asked for, of what I want to give.

I shift us without thinking, muscles working on instinct, until he’s flat on his back beneath me, his breaths coming in shallow under my hands.