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Kissing Eli was sucha bad idea. Now that I’d started, I didn’t want to stop this incredible, hungry moment.
I was intently aware that Kandace watched us. I should feel bad about doing this in front of her, but I got the impression she didn’t mind, and I did love an audience.
Fuck, I missed this. But this kiss was so much better than when we were kids. We knew what we were doing. Eli’s body pressed to mine was hard and unyielding. My dick was so hard I swore I was carrying forged steel in my pants. I should pause at least long enough to make sure this was all good.
I made myself nudge Eli back, and Kandace’s soft whimper gripped my shaft like an invisible fist.
“We should...” I couldn’t get the wordstopout.
“Remember back then?” Eli’s statement was open-ended and vague. It could mean so many things.
And I knew exactly which one he was talking about, because it was how the hot dog incident ended. “We went back to my trailer.”
“You asked me if my dick really looked like a hot dog after I jerked off, and I told you of course not,” Eli said.
We’d been so drunk, the entire thing could’ve been an episode of Donovan about consent. It didn’t matter to either of us back then. “I told you to prove it.”
“And I said I would if you did.”
“Did you really… you know?” Kandace looked enthralled. Pink cheeks. Swollen, kissable lips. So fuckable. Hell, I even wanted to cuddle after.
I nodded in response to her question. “It was the first time we jerked off in front of each other. We promised no touching, no kissing, just watching. That way it wasn’t weird.”
I expected Kandace to sayI should go, but she stepped further into the room. “Don’t stop on my account. I could watch.” Her voice grew shy. “No kissing, no touching, and that way it’s not weird.”
This was bad. Or good. Or… “Tell me to stop, Eli. Tell me to go. Tell me something.”
“Don’t go.” Eli grabbed my shirt and kissed me again.
The heat that flowed between us and swirled around us was blistering, and our lips and tongues danced, the more of the past floated to the surface. So many feelings I thought I’d left behind. I needed to taste more of him. To feel as much of Eli as I could.
I traveled my mouth along his jaw, savoring the scruff of five o’clock shadow, and nipping at his neck as I moved lower.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Kandace lower herself into a chair. Her gaze was fixed on us, her lips and legs both parted slightly.
Yummy. I sank my teeth into Eli’s shoulder, drawing a grunt, and dragged a teasing thumb over one of his nipples, though his shirt. I didn’t know what we were doing, just that I needed it to keep going.
I slid both hands to his ass, gripping hard and pressing my body into his until his erection dug into my hip.
The kiss became a free-for-all of groping and stroking. It felt so good to have his hands on me. To touch him.
I needed more, though. I undid Eli’s belt and slid down his zipper.
“What are you doing?” His question was breathy and curious, rather than cold and demanding.
I slid my body down his, until I was on my knees at his feet, then looked up to meet his gaze. “Apologizing.”
Kandace sighed.
My dick was going to drill a hole through my pants any minute now. But I had other priorities. I freed Eli, relishing his groan as I drew him into my mouth. The desperation in the air made every movement feel frantic, from dragging my tongue along Eli’s shaft to fumbling one-handed with my own jeans, to free my dick.
Kandace slipped her hand down her pants, and kept her half-lidded gaze on us. Her chest rose and fell quickly with her needy breaths.
Having her as an audience, tasting Eli, jerking myself off, was a trifecta of perfection.
I dove into pleasuring Eli. Stroking, licking, taking as much of him as I could without gagging. Each time he thrust into my mouth, I relished the exchange. When the jerk of his hips grew faster, when his restraint slipped, I picked up my speed as well and moved my other hand to finger his sac.
