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Nate let his fingers trail through the long, silky red strands of Iris' ponytail as she kneeled before him and unfastened his pants. He thought his expression was probably as sappy as Iris sounded. "No," Nate agreed, "I want your mouth or your hand or anything else you want to gift me." Had she followed through and invited her entire household to the party? If she had, he was going to take full advantage of her empty house to show her all the ways he wanted her.
The warmth of her mouth around him made Nate moan low in his chest, eyes closed, his hands pressing to the wall behind him to steady himself and leaving scorch marks in his wake as he tried to rein in the effect that she had on his magic.
Exhaling, Nate finally looked down at her as she worked over his length. Iris' big, brown eyes focused on him were his undoing, thighs tensing before he lost control.