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352 pages, Kindle Edition
Published March 25, 2026
Once word had gotten out that I’d repeated ninth grade, those assholes had never let me forget it. But that extra year—and the size and strength it brought—had been an asset on the field, so the teasing was good-natured. People liked you when you could help them. They were willing to overlook a lot as long as they could get something from you they couldn’t get anywhere else. That, more than anything, was the lesson I’d take away from college.
No matter what I said or did, Jesse van der Meer was going to get his way. And, damn, that fucking did it for me.
“You’re a mouthy one, aren’t you? That’s okay. I don’t mind turning this pretty ass red when the situation calls for it. But I need a color, sweetheart. Otherwise, you’ll pull up your pants like a good boy, and you can go the rest of the day without the orgasm you’re seconds from begging for.”
“To answer your question, Mr. van der Meer, I don’t consider myself vers. I am, in fact, a dedicated butt slut.”
“And you’re something else.” When he didn’t elaborate, I looked up and met his wolf-bright eyes. “What?” I whispered. “Mine.”
“Only good boys get to come, Caleb. And right now, you’re being very bad.” My balls tightened. Shit, did I have a daddy kink, too? Why the hell not? The more the merrier.
“This belongs to me. And when I decide to use what’s mine, I’m not going to be rushed.” I rubbed a slow, deliberate circle around his rim, and his breath stuttered, a soft moan easing past his lips. I shook my head. “Make all the sexy, slutty sounds you want, baby boy. It won’t change my mind. I decide when this hole gets filled, and I hate to break it to you, but I’m going to be a bastard about it. I want you crawling on your hands and knees. I want you heeling at my command, my leash on your dick and tears in your eyes because you need it so, so bad. I want you so desperate that you’re crying for it. I want to watch your hole clench around nothing while you beg me to fill it.” I brought my mouth to his ear. “So, no, baby. You don’t get my cock just because you’re pretty and you want it. You get it when I say you can have it.”
The people in his life had offered him nothing but judgment and rejection. He’d had twenty-three years to learn he couldn’t trust anyone. It might very well take another twenty-three to undo all that damage. But I was up for the challenge.
He put up a good front with his smart mouth and tough exterior. But his hard shell was so thin in places I could see the bruises underneath.
“Mark me, sir. Write your name on me.”
Easing back, I trailed my fingers down his armpits to his sides. He sucked in a breath, then released a breathless giggle. I knew my smile was wicked. “Oh, we could have some serious fun with that.” He sobered. “Tickle me, and I’ll mule kick you.”
“You’re more than good enough, Caleb. You are everything good.”
“I’m never going to get used to your mouth.” He picked a piece of grass off my shirt. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be so crude. I cordially invite you to drill my ass.”
“What do you want to do next?” “Everything,”