Chapter 7

“Did you miss these, Shane?” He stood approximately two feet away from me and reached for his dick and balls with his hand. He lifted the cock, dropped his balls, and added, “These are yours for the taking, but only if you want them.”

I wanted the man, unable to tell him otherwise. Nervousness came over me, and I couldn’t speak. It felt as if my throat had completely tightened up and prohibited words from spilling out.

Aaron had the situation under control, just as he had when we were together, prior to Marcus Mulldune ruining us. Never did I have to worry about who was in control in the bedroom since he had taken on the position as if he were a duck to water. Truth told, the look he gave me—concentrating eyes and a dazzling smile—clearly told me that he was ready to fuck me. He had power over me, but he wasn’t about to hurt me.

“Come closer,” he challenged.

“What if I come on you if I do?”

He chuckled, just as I suspected he would. “Maybe I want you to come all over me.”