God, this is like a dream.

My skin is fevered, sensitive, my core clenching painfully. Needy. I lean up and press our lips together, licking the seam of his mouth lightly. "Do you want to give me an orgasm, Locke?"

"Yes," he chokes out. "Please."

How is this real? This big, gorgeous genius is all but shaking with the need to please me, his erection like a torpedo in his pants. He has no idea how easy this is going to be. Getting me off. I'm already poised right on the edge just having his ...