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  1. Foreword
  2. Preface
  3. 1
  4. 2
  5. 3
  6. 4
  7. 5
  8. 6
  9. 7
  10. 8
  11. 9
  12. 10
  13. 11
  14. 12
  15. 13
  16. 14
  17. 15
  18. 16
  19. 17
  20. 18
  21. 19
  22. 20
  23. 21
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  25. 23
  26. 24
  27. 25
  28. 26
  29. 27
  30. 28
  31. 29
  32. 30
  33. 31
  34. 32
  35. 33
  36. 34
  37. 35
  38. 36
  39. 37
  40. 38
  41. 39
  42. 40
  43. 41
  44. About the Author
  45. About the Author
  46. Also by S.L Gray
  47. Off the Record
  48. Book 2 in Co-op Corrupted Duet

I know exactly what he’d say, exactly how he’d taunt his brother, exactly how he’d push and push until Carter snapped.

I shudder, a sharp inhale, my fingers tightening where they rest on Carter’s chest, and fuck, I need to get that thought out of my head. I need to focus on the boy beneath me, the one unraveling at my touch, the one who has wanted me for so fucking long.

Carter feels it, his hands slide up my sides, his eyes searching mine, his breath coming out uneven as he tilts his head, his lips parting like he’s about to say something.

I rock my hips against him harder, and whatever question he was about to ask dies in his throat, replaced with a sharp, choked groan. His head falls back, his fingers flex against my skin, and just like that, he’s lost again, too wrecked to notice the way my own body is still trying to process that one fleeting thought.

I drag my nails lower, my lips brushing over his as I murmur against his mouth,

“I’m not done with you yet.”

He’s too far gone to care about anything else. Carter groans, the sound vibrating through his chest, his head tipping back against the pillows, his hands tightening their grip on my waist like he’s barely holding himself together. His hips twitch beneath me, straining for more friction, more pressure, more of me.

“Fuck, Haven,” he breathes, voice barely more than a whimper, “my cock is aching.”

My stomach tightens at the way he says it, rough and needy and so fucking desperate, his words tumbling out like he couldn’t stop them even if he tried. His body is so tense beneath me, his control hanging on by a thread, every muscle locked up with restraint, and it’s so sweet, so fucking delicious watching him fight it, watching him wait, watching him give me every ounce of patience he has even when it’s killing him.

He’s waiting for me, letting me set the pace, letting me take whatever I want.

I lean forward, my hands smoothing up his chest, my lips hovering over his, teasing but not quite touching, my voice soft and saccharine as I whisper. “Good boy.”

Carter fucking whimpers. The sound rips out of him like I just shattered him in the best way, his whole body trembling beneath me, his fingers digging into my skin, his breath coming out sharp and uneven. He’s so fucking needy for me. I’m not done teasing him yet, no. I’m going to make him beg.

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Carter