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But from the way he talked, I was starting to think I was the one who wouldn’t be able to handle him. What he described sounded like a first-class ticket to clinginess and a farewell to my dignity.
“You’re fine and all, but I value my life sweetheart.” My head snapped up at that and I looked at him, my forehead wrinkled in confusion. “What are you talking about?” “You’re off-limits,” he said, deepening my bewilderment. “Says who?” I snapped. “Says Midnight.”
“You’re the best thing that’s ever been on my tongue, Tyler and I will never let you forget that.”
“Look at how wet you are, baby.” There was pure awe in his voice. Like it was a miracle for anyone to be this aroused. “You’re out of your mind if you think I’m letting another man touch you.”
I knew exactly why I was crying. It was all the common sense seeping out of me. Because deep down, I knew nothing that felt this good could be good for me.
“All I want is to give you whatever you want, Tyler. But I can’t do that when you pretend you don’t know what we are to each other.”
Even when I fucked up a few times while living with them, she always told me that I could try again tomorrow. Because as soon as midnight hit, I had a brand new twenty-four hours to get it right. She told me that midnight meant a clean slate. Midnight meant that I had made it to another day to try again.
It was unreal how good everything felt under his touch. Most people would be jumping for joy to find a partner like that. Me, on the other hand? I didn’t need those problems. If an orgasm could make me cry, there was no telling what else he had up his sleeve and I didn’t want to find out.
His lips grazed my ear as he spoke directly into it, “You don’t get to cum all over my hand and then tell me we’re nothing, Ty. So, I saved you the trouble. You wanna cum? Figure out why you run every time I make you feel good.”

