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“There were eight hot naked med going at it right in front of me. Of course I wanted to have a wank.”

“Wanking in a stranger’s bathroom’s not on the list,” I murmur. “I’m liking the creativity.”

“Would this count as fucking with an audience?” he asks.

A weird burst of pride shoots through me at his words. It’s the first time he’s actually suggested ticking something off the list. Up until now it’s been me pushing him and him bitching about it.

I lean down to murmur in his ear. “Only if you scream loud enough for them all to hear you. And trust me—when I’m inside you, you’re going to scream.”

He gives a full-body shiver and I reach for him again, crashing our lips back together. I feel like I could just kiss him all night, which is a little alarming. I’m craving his arse more than I’d like to admit. But his lips...

Finally, I manage to tear my mouth from his and, using the tiny strip of light under the door, manoeuvre Jack around so he’s bent over the vanity counter. I press him down firmly into the marble surface as my fingers find his hole again, teasing him with my touch until he’s a panting, groaning mess of need.

“Fuck, get in me,”he groans.

More than willing to comply, I pull my fingers out and straighten up, lining my cock up with his hole. Then a thought hits me, and I pause. “You know, this’d be a lot hotter with the lights on.”

“No!” he cries, sounding desperate. “Lights off.”

I let out an aggravated sigh and lean down to issue a warning in a harsh whisper. “Fine. We can stay in the dark if you really want. But when I’m inside you, you’re going to bloody well know it’s me. You won’t be able to pretend it’s...someone else.”

I feel his body shiver again at my words and it makes my dick twitch in anticipation. Bloody hell, if he’s this responsive from a few simple words, what’s it going to be like when I’m actually buried inside him?

“Just stop teasing and get the fuck inside me, arsehole,” he grates out as if reading my mind.

I let out a soft chuckle and press my hand firmly into his back, pushing him down harder onto the vanity. I lean over him so I can murmur in his ear. “Are you sure this is what you want, Macey? My dick in your arse?” I slide the head of my dick around his entrance as I taunt him, prompting him to let out a soft gasp. “I remember you saying you wouldn’t even go near me if we were the only two people who survived a nuclear apocalypse.”

“I rememberyousaying you weren’t that desperate,” he bites back.

“Touché.” Iamfucking desperate. I can’t even remember the last time I was this desperate to get in someone’s arse. “You’re on PrEP?” I confirm, almost forgetting to check in my eagerness to be inside him.

“Yeah.”

“Good.” I am as well, of course, and I get tested frequently. It’s a requirement for attending parties like this one. Condoms are way too much of a hassle so it’s just easier if everyone is stringent and transparent about their health.

“I swear to god, if you don’t get your dick inside me—”

I don’t give Jack an opportunity to finish his threat, thrusting in hard and deep.

“Ah, fuck,”he groans, and I hear what sounds like his hand slapping against the surface of the vanity.

“You were saying?” I taunt.

“Fuck. You,” he grits out.

“Actually, I think the opposite is happening.”

I’m sure he’s about to snipe something back, but I snap

my hips again and all he can manage is a string of curses. Fuck, it feels good. Too good. Being inside Jack Macey should not feel this incredible. But it does.

I remember once Xavier alluded to Trent being a better root than Jack. Well, all I can say is that Trent must be some kind of sex god, because I’m finding it impossible to believe that anyone could top this. He’s so responsive, so eager, so desperate as he begs for me to fuck him harder, push deeper, give him more.

“Fuck yeah,” he groans. “Fuck. So fucking good.”

I tug on his hair, growling in his ear. “Who’s good?” “You are,” he pants.

“Who?” I ask again, taunting him.

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