There was nothing childish about the way he bent me over the arm of the couch when he finally caught me. The laughter died in my throat, quickly turning to a gasp when he pulled the shirt up and pushed my legs apart. He was naked and hard. I was wet and ready. It would’ve been so easy to break my rule, but I kept reminding myself why I wouldn’t. True intimacy didn’t have an expiration date. And it wasn’t transactional. I wanted to keep some part of sex that I didn’t share with just anyone I lusted after.

He shoved two fingers inside of me and stroked the apex of my cleft with his other hand.

“Hell yes.” I breathed, arching into his touch greedily.

I reached back to grasp him, but he pushed me away, so I gripped the couch instead, burying my face as he worked a third finger inside me, spreading me wider while he rubbed faster. The pleasure mounted, driving away my ability to think about anything but where he was touching me.

“Come meet my family today.”

“What?!” He was trying to have a conversation with me now?

“My mom is in town and she’s coming over with my brothers later. Come meet them.”

“You bastard. That’s not part of our agreement.”

“Neither is this.” He bent his fingers slightly and found my G-spot, triggering a spectacular orgasm. When I could form words again, I panted raggedly, “Why do you want me to meet your family? That makes no sense.”

“I think you’d like them. And I need to give my mom a heads-up about you being a dominatrix. She avoids gossip because she likes to pretend we’re normal and hear things straight from me, but it’s inevitable it’ll get back to her eventually. I should’ve thought about it before.”

I got off the arm of the couch and stood to face him, trying not to ogle his nakedness and failing miserably.

“So talk to her about it. Why do you want me to be there?”

“So she can see how awesome you are?”

“As opposed to thinking you’ve lowered yourself with a trashy whore?”

“Whoa there. Somebody is projecting.” He took me by the shoulders and kissed me on the forehead in a completely perplexing move. “I think you’d like her. That’s all. She’s a force of nature. Like you.

I blamed the afterglow of what he’d just done, but I sighed and said, “Okay. But you’ll owe me.”

He looked down significantly at the proof he hadn’t yet been satisfied.

“Oh, I’m aware of the score there. But I have plans to even that out.” I slid to my knees breathless at the sight of him. It didn’t seem fair that one human could be this genetically blessed, but he was magnificent…everywhere. I stroked him a few times, reveling in the power I had to make his muscles tense and his breath catch with only a few movements of my hand. In no time at all, I’d brought us back to even.