“You don’t have a safe word.” “I remember.” His hand slams hard at the wall next to my head; I can’t help but flinch. “Give me a fucking safe word, Embry,” he growls. “Right the fuck now.” “We’ve never needed one before.” “I,” he says, finally taking that last step forward, and oh fuck, he’s hard, and his whole body is hot and so deliciously firm, and then his nose runs along my jaw and his lips are at my ear, “have never needed a safe word with you before.” “And why is that?” I feel him inhale, smelling my skin; his cock swells even harder against my hip. My own cock is a fucking lost cause,
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