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My heart thumped. My cock throbbed, against my own will.
What Kace was sayingterrifiedme. But it also made me feel like I could come in an instant, imagining doing the unthinkable.
Kissing Kace publicly.
Kissing anothermanpublicly, even though I’d never thought I would do anything like that.
“I know when I make you scared,” Kace said, coming forward and straddling me on the couch, pushing me back so that I was lying down, back on the sofa. He was above me on all fours now, looking down at me like I was prey he’d just hunted.
“When you fucking push me?” I offered, but there was no bite in my voice.
“When I push you and youlikeit.”
Liquid-hot recognition pooled in every bone of my body, like I’d been caught in the act of something. Kace palm brushed against my cock and he gave it a gentle squeeze through the denim, clearly feeling exactly how much I liked it.
He brought his lips to my neck, dragging them over my Adam’s apple as I leaned back, revealing more skin for him to touch. I wanted him everywhere. When we were like this, it was no secret at all. There was absolutelynothingI could hide.
One of his hands came up to grab one of mine. He laced his fingers through mine and pushed my arm back up above my head, pinning it onto the couch as he sucked a kiss against the skin below my ear.
“I want you,” I uttered, the words coming out sounding so much more desperate than I’d meant them to.
And I’d meant them in every sense of the term.
I wanted Kace so much more than I could process. More than I could properly function with. My body rocked under his touch, my hips bucking upward against him in some needy approximation of a dry hump. Anything for more contact. Anything to be closer.
As I brought my other hand up above my head, I felt a cold sensation at the back of my palm. The districtclangof glass on glass rang out as I knocked over a glass that was on the back table, and Kace gasped.
“Fuck, that’s cold,” he said as he sat up straighter. I saw a pink liquid settling over the side of his shirt.
“Wine?” I asked.
“Fresh strawberry lemonade,” Kace said. “From earlier. No biggie. Most of it’s on my shirt. Little on the couch, I can get it cleaned up.”
“I’m sorry.”
He reached to the hem of his shirt and pulled it off in one swift motion, revealing the vast landscape of muscles that comprised his torso.
Kace must have seen me staring at the drips of strawberry lemonade on his abs, because his dimple was showing again when I looked back up at him.
“Lick it,” he said.
“What?”
“I know you want to do what I tell you. Lick it.”
He watched me, waiting above me. “I’m not your cleanup crew.”
“Baby,” he said, with a devilish mixture of command and begging in his voice. “Come here.”
“Not your baby,” I said, but I was already propping myself up, getting on my knees on the couch to lean forward. I put my tongue out, starting at the deep V of his hips, putting my tongue out and touching it to his skin.
The moment I made contact and started licking a slow stripe upward, Kace moaned. His hand landed on the back of my head, guiding me gently.
“That’s all I wanted. Thanks, Daddy.”
I let out a sound close to a growl as I licked off the rest of the lemonade from his abs. “You drive me fucking crazy.”
“Feeling’s mutual.”
