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I shiver. “I want that too.”
“There are many ways to fuck someone,” Heath continues. “But for your first time, I think it’s important that you be very turned on. Achingly so.”
I nod, in full agreement. I’m already halfway there.
“And you should be in charge.”
I blink in surprise. “Me? I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“But you will know what feels good—and what doesn’t.” Heath nips at the soft spot at the base of my neck. “And once you’ve done it a few times, then you can endlessly pretend play that it’s your first time, and that big, horny beast behind you can pin you down and take you as much as you want.”
“I want,” I breathe, and he chuckles.
“I know, little miss.” His mouth latches on to my skin, sucking hungrily.
Making me hot.
My shirt comes off next, leaving me topless on Heath’s lap. He sucks at my nipples, back and forth, my breasts plumped up in his hands, until I’m writhing against him.
“Ready, little one?” He looks up at me, his gaze hot and hooded.
I nod.
He pats my ass. “Stand up and take these off.”
I climb off, my legs and arms shaking, my heart racing, and when I turn around, I see Wyatt sprawled on the couch, naked. His cock is thick, rising up against his belly like a staff, and between his legs, his balls rest full and heavy, on display like it’s nothing at all.
My eyes go wide, and he crooks his finger. “Come here.”
I cross to him, an eager fawn, stripped bare.
He takes my hand and pulls me onto his knee, ignoring the fact that we’re both naked. His gaze is locked on my face, and his arms hold me tight. “We’ll only do what feels right,” he whispers, the ragged edge of his words the lone betrayal of any nerves. “Can I touch you?”
I nod, burying my face in his neck as he strokes his fingers between my thighs. My legs fall open, and I picture Heath sitting across from us, watching Wyatt slowly pet my glistening folds.
That turns me on even more, heat swirling to my core, my limbs going liquid.
Wyatt croons to me, “You’re our beautiful girl. Look at your pretty pussy. I can’t believe it. Can’t believe how lucky I am.”
Next, I feel his fingers circling my entrance. I whimper, my legs tensing up, and Wyatt eases his touch back to safe ground, to my clit, where it only feels good, and I’ve got nothing to fear.
Then from across the room, Heath says, “Who’s in charge, Emily?”
I peek over at him. “Me?”
“Is that a question?” God, his stern, no-nonsense face does something wild to my heart.
“No.” I take a deep breath. “It’s just that I like it when he plays with me. Both of you. I like being your…” I like my lips. “What did you call me yesterday? A little slip of a thing?”
Heath’s eyes darken and his jaw flexes. “You are just a little slip of a thing. A little girl playing grown-up games, is that it?”
Wyatt hooks my legs over his lap, turning me so I’m braced against him. In very much the same position Heath held me yesterday. Now it’s Wyatt’s turn to present me to the other man. “Is that right, Emily?” he murmurs in my ear. “You like Daddy watching you get fingered?”
Shock ripples over Heath’s face, his whole body tensing as he surges out of his chair. “Wyatt—”
“Yes,” I gasp, the wild need that has consumed me since last night crystallizing now. “Watch me…”
Wyatt groans in my ear. “Say it, little miss.” He strokes between my legs again, and this time, I don’t tense up. This time, I go languid and soft for him, because Heath’s gaze is locked there, where his friend’s fingers are circling my untouched entrance.
