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“Come on, Panther…no one’s here. Just you, me, and this nice, big bed of yours.”
“And just what exactly do you think is gonna happen if I come inside? That I’ll throw you down on that bed? That I’ll give in?”
“Mmm, a boy can dream.”
“Then keep dreaming.”
“I plan to. But it’s not all I want.”
I watched the way Panther’s chest rose and fell, his breath coming faster. Then he looked down at his helmet, and it took me all of two seconds to realize he was planning to run.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I said. “I’ll still be here when you get back, and by then, so will everyone else…”
“You wouldn’t.”
Shrugging, I sat down on the edge of the bed, spreading my legs wide, offering myself up. “Try me.”
Was that indecision I saw on his handsome face? Was he actually considering it?
I didn’t have to wait long for my answer, because Panther stepped forward, walking into the room, and my breath caught in my throat. Holy fuck, it’s actually happening. He’s giving in.
I licked my lips in anticipation as Panther slammed the door behind him and locked it, and then he set his helmet down on the dresser.
Yesss, free up your hands so they can roam over my body instead.
As I held my breath, waiting for what he’d do next, Panther stepped in between my legs.
15 Panther
SINCE SOLO WAS all about playing games, maybe the key to beating him was to let him think he’d won.
So I stepped up to the bed between his spread legs and looked down at him. Everything about Solo was a temptation, from his insolent mouth that never shut up to the way his shirt stretched across his chest when his muscles flexed, and his board shorts had so perfectly cupped his ass at the beach.
I’d noticed. Of course I’d fucking noticed. He made it hard not to want to watch him every second of every day, and it pissed me the hell off. It seemed like Solo’s primary goal was to torture me into submission, which made me want to give him a taste of his own medicine.
Solo’s eyes were in the perfect spot for getting a close-up view as I brought my hand down over the front of my shorts to rub it over my dick.
“Oh fuck,” he said, lifting his arms like he wanted to take over, but I backed away and removed my hand.
“No touching. Not yet.”
Solo nodded eagerly. “Fine, just keep doing what you’re doing.”
“Yeah?” I lowered my hand between my thighs again, giving a long, slow rub. “You like this? Me touching myself?”
“Goddamn right I do.” Solo was practically panting, moving his hand over his erection.
“Good. Then let me see what I’m working with.”
When Solo fumbled with the tie on his shorts, I shook my head.
“Your shirt. Lose it.”
He ripped it off over his head so fast that I almost chuckled, and then his eyes were darting between my hand and my face as he awaited my next instruction. It was a shame, really, because if we’d been anywhere other than where we were right then, I would’ve been stripping down and climbing on top of his willing body.
But we weren’t anywhere else, and I knew if I gave in to the hunger now clawing to break free, there’d be no going back. So my only option was to play this little game of Solo’s. Play it and win.
“You gonna return the favor?” Solo asked from where he lay back on my bed, and when I released myself to reach for the hem of my shirt, Solo’s hand paused over his cock as if he thought I might stop what I was doing if he moved.
“Do you want me to?”
“More than my next fucking breath.”
I grinned then, because damn, he was a stroke to my…ego. He was so obvious in his attraction that it fueled my own, and even though I knew where this was going, I let myself enjoy the feeling for a moment.
As I inched my shirt up and over my head, Solo pumped his hips up off the bed, a low groan rumbling from his throat. I tossed the shirt down on the covers beside him, and when he snatched it up, brought it to his nose, and inhaled, I had to squeeze my dick a little harder.
“Fuck, you smell amazing.” Solo’s eyes were on mine as he held my shirt in one hand and continued to stroke himself with his other. “Like sun, salt, and man. All man. Come down here.”
Jesus fucking Christ. That mouth was almost too much to resist, and I knew if I didn’t take control and fast, Solo would have me on that bed and between his legs before I remembered why that was a bad idea.
“Uh ah.” I shook my head and crooked a finger at him. “How about you come here.”
