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“Just…” His voice was thick. “Just take these off, okay?”
“Okay,” I breathed.
“I’ll…” He yanked his inside-out shirt off too. “There. Fair’s fair.”
I grinned at his body uncovered as I removed my shirt and bra. “Not even close to fair, really, because you can go out in public like this. I have seen pictures of you like this in magazines.”
“Yeah, if anyone tried to publish a topless picture of you, I’d rip their heads off,” he said in a thoughtful voice, no real inflection. He was gazing at me. “Uh, I’m kind of a nipple guy. Please tell me you’re not one of those girls who finds it really uncomfortable when men touch your nipples.”
“No,” I said.
“If they’re not very sensitive, I don’t care,” he said. “It’s for me. As long as you don’t mind, that is.”
“Definitely don’t mind,” I said, grinning.
He rubbed both of his thumbs over my nipples.
I sighed.
“Oh, good,” he said, voice deepening, rubbing his thumbs back the other way.
My nipples started to get stiff. I shut my eyes.
“I like that you like that,” he said in a heavy voice. He kissed my temple. “Please make noise.”
Sinclair, from the other room. “Can’t I watch this?”
“No,” said Rohan in a harsh voice, still thumbing my nipples this way and that.
My nipples were getting very hard, and I was starting to get that feeling I did when I was tunneling into a nice place of pleasure and arousal. I wasn’t on the road to an orgasm or anything, just wading into a warm bath of good. I did make noise. I sighed and gasped and whispered his name.
He just kept playing with me, his attention entirely there. Once he had them very stiff, he alternated between plucking them gently and rubbing them. If I reacted vocally to something, he doubled down and did it even more.
It went on and on and on.
I was woozy with it, my legs unsteady, happy to let him do whatever he wanted with me.
When he finally put his mouth on my nipples, they were crazy sensitive. I let out little moans as he licked me and sucked me and grazed his teeth over me. He rubbed the stubble on his chin over them and I groaned.
Only then did he start getting more forceful. He put a little more pressure into his plucks and when I responded to that with deep moans of pleasure, he increased it until he was pinching them, hard, and they were little throbbing points of sensation on my chest.
“There,” he said, then, his voice dark and satisfied. “Go show those pretty swollen nipples to Sinclair.”
I wavered on my feet, gazing up at him, awash in arousal. “I can’t walk.”
He chuckled, hand on the small of my back as he guided me back into the bedroom.
There, Sinclair was lying on the bed, totally naked, stroking his cock and staring at the ceiling. The room smelled like his scent, and it made me perfume and go very slick between my legs. I whimpered.
“Oh,” said Rohan at my ear, his voice a gentle rumble, “you want to take off your bottoms, too? So they don’t get ruined and wet?”
“Too late,” I gasped, but I was shimmying out of everything.
Sinclair made a noise in the back of his throat. He wasn’t touching himself now, but was sitting up on the bed and watching me.
I stepped out of my pants and underwear and ran for the bed. I scrambled up onto it with him.
He pulled me down under him and started kissing me, our naked bodies slipping deliciously against each other. My nipples rubbed into his chest, so sensitive.
