“Cole,” Jasper said, guiding a staying hand to my chest. “I’m yours, Cole. Nothing can make me go back on that. Nothing ever again,” he amended. “Prove it,” I snarled, before assailing him with a frenzied kiss. I slammed him to his back, catching his wrists and locking them down on the table at either side of his head until he yielded. Once I was sure he’d no longer fight me, I lifted his legs, sending them around me. “Cole, wait,” he protested, trying to back off the crown of my cock now seeking shelter inside him, his hole still wet and slack enough to take me again. “I can’t.” I pleaded for
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