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When she cupped her fingers around his balls and slid her fist back to his root, he gave in. He planted his hands against the wet tile and braced his feet apart as instructed. The position put him at a good angle to watch her hand as she jacked him, the strokes slow and easy. Her wedding ring flashed into view when she rolled her palm over his flushed head.
She released his sac and traced the seam of his ass again. “Has anybody ever been here?”
“No.”
“That’s it? Just ‘no’?”
“There isn’t a story to tell. Just ‘no’.”
“Would you let me?”
His whole body tensed. Hunter closed his eyes, which was a mistake. Vivid images surged to the front of his awareness, most of them featuring Kat and the strap-on she’d verbally thrown at him the night before. He hadn’t given her words more than a passing thought at the time but now he had no choice but to acknowledge them. She forced his hand when she rubbed hers over his hip and dipped her thumb between his cheeks.
“Hunter?”
“Do you finger Liam?”
“Sometimes. Sometimes he’s up for more.” She found his entrance and flexed her fingers.
He shuddered. Her touch was light but firm, and her intention was transparent. Despite her instruction to relax, he couldn’t shake the tension knotting his shoulders. He had to know. “I want to watch you do it.”
“You want to watch me fuck him? I can’t say yes to that. It’s Liam’s choice.” She continued to pump his cock, faster and harder, but took her other hand away.
Hunter didn’t answer. He didn’t have the greatest command of speech anyway, not with her nipples stabbing his back and her fist bumping his groin. His breath hissed through clenched teeth. He couldn’t shake the image of Kat kneeling between Liam’s legs, a fake dick poised to plunge into Liam’s ass. When she reached around him and plucked the bottle of lube off the soap dish, the visual became more vivid.
He barely registered when she touched his hip and parted his cheeks again, but he heard her pop the top off the lube. The new pressure at his rear passage was unmistakable. Kat’s slippery fingers slid into position but instead of pushing into him, she hesitated. He reached down and clasped her wrist, holding her hand still on his cock.
“If you’re going to do it, do it.” The words came out harsh, but he didn’t have any softness in him at that moment. Every muscle was wound tight, every tendon strained to its limit as his balls waited for the cue to blow.
Kat rested her cheek on his back and the exploratory quality of her touch changed. She swirled her fingertip around his rim one more time before she started to probe. The heat of his skin and the steam of the shower loosened his muscles, allowing her in more easily than he’d expected. Goosebumps broke out over his arms as the foreign sensations spread through him. This was new territory, physically and mentally. The thought of such a small woman possessing so much power was explosively hot. It was also at complete odds with his sexual self-image. His body responded on an instinctual level and his muscles tightened up reflexively. Kat squeezed her fingers around his cock, managed one short stroke before Hunter could stop her. That was all he needed. He relaxed into her hand long enough for her to slip through his barriers, and Jesus fuck, he didn’t expect the darts of pleasure that little touch fired inside him.
She rubbed her lips below his shoulder blade and slid her finger a little deeper, staking her claim with incremental movements that set off a new ripple of tingling sensation. His nipples drew up into tight points and his cock jumped in her grip, begging for attention. Needing her touch, but also needing to control the pace, Hunter covered her fist and guided her to a rhythm he could handle.
Kat’s appreciative moan was audible even over the sound of the shower. She worked a second finger alongside the first in his ass. Once she was settled deep inside him, she paused. “Hunter?”
“Yeah?”
“I want to watch Liam fuck you. Will you let him?”
“Jesus.” A shudder ran through him. Kat pumped both hands slowly, waiting for him to answer. Opening his eyes, he stared at his splayed hands. The truth was, he didn’t have an answer for her. When Hunter pictured himself with Liam, he was the one in the position of power while Liam accepted him. He’d even taken charge of the pre-dawn blow job, covering Liam instead of kneeling at his feet. Would he give that same power over to Liam? Could he?
“I don’t know,” he finally said. “Is that going to be a problem?”
Kat eased her fingers from inside him and loosened her hold on his cock. Braced for the worst, Hunter let her go and turned. “If it’s a problem, tell me.”
“You’re allowed to have limits. If this is one, say so. I don’t know how Liam will feel about it, but neither will you if you don’t talk to him.” The beginnings of a smile lightened her expression. “Would you let me do it?”
Hunger plowed through him, fierce and unexpected. “Yes.”
Her lips parted in surprise. “Really?”
He shut off the water and grabbed the condom. “Yes, really.”
“But not right now.”
“No.” He pushed open the shower door and urged her out. Before she had a chance
to grab a towel, he caught her by the hips and lifted her to sit on the sink. “Spread your legs, kitten. I’m finished playing.”
