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Chapters (25)
  1. CHAPTER ONE
  2. CHAPTER TWO
  3. CHAPTER THREE
  4. CHAPTER FOUR
  5. CHAPTER FIVE
  6. CHAPTER SIX
  7. CHAPTER SEVEN
  8. CHAPTER EIGHT
  9. CHAPTER NINE
  10. CHAPTER TEN
  11. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  12. CHAPTER TWELVE
  13. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  14. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  15. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  16. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  17. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  18. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  19. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  20. CHAPTER TWENTY
  21. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  22. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  24. Author Bio
  25. Titles by Silvia Violet

Fuck. This man was too much. Dash kissed Thorne for real then, and Thorne lost himself in it. He tilted his hips, trying to get more full-body contact. Dash yanked his robe open and reached between Thorne’s legs to tug on the plug. When he’d freed it from Thorne’s body, he laid it on a towel he’d placed on the floor. “You ready?”

“Fuck yes.” Thorne turned around and braced himself on the back of the couch; no way was he taking the time to walk to the bedroom. Besides, it was fitting since he’d fucked Dash on the couch the week before.

Dash reached under Thorne and wrapped a hand around his cock. He fought the urge to let Dash bring him to release like that.

“Enough.” He pushed at Dash’s hand. “I don’t want to come before you’re in me.”

“Are you sure? What if I could make you come again before I did?”

“That’s very unlikely.”

“We could make a game of it. I make you come twice, and you do something for me. You don’t come again, and I owe you whatever you choose.”

“I want more of those cupcakes and some cherry turnovers too.”

Dash chuckled. “That sure of yourself, huh?”

“You’re not going to win.”

“Oh really? Don’t you even want to know what I want?”

“No.” Thorne could hold out. He was sure of it.

Dash squeezed his cock more firmly and teased his head on the upstroke. “Don’t you want me to win? Wouldn’t that be better for you?”

“I…” Thorne was no longer sure what he wanted. Dash’s hand on his cock was making him crazy. “I don’t know.”

“If I win, I say what we do next weekend. You can say no if it’s a hard limit, but otherwise, you have to agree to try something new.”

“Fine, but I really wanted to come with you in my ass.”

“Oh, you will.”

Thorne shook his head. “No. Can’t let…you win.”

Dash worked him faster. So close. So close. “Fuuuuck!” He shot, coating Dash’s hand in his seed. Dash kept going until the storm of pleasure ceased. Then he lined his cock up and drove into Thorne’s ass.

Thorne choked on a shout. He’d forgotten just how fucking big Dash was.

“I love how I just slid right in because the plug opened you up.”

“Not…as easy as you…make it sound!” Thorne panted.

Dash didn’t slow down. He didn’t seem to care that Thorne had never caught his breath after his searing orgasm. He relentlessly pounded Thorne’s ass until Thorne was no longer certain he could hold himself up.