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To my surprise, he dropped down instantly. The second his knees hit the ground, he reached for my belt, pulling it tight to release the buckle then yanking it out from beneath the belt loops on my jeans with a sharp tug.
Hoots and hollers started up again. I smirked down at Vaughn, knowing he wouldn’t follow through.
He twisted the button on my fly. Then lowered the zipper.
My pulse picked up when he reached inside my underwear and put his fingers around my erection.
Even as far as he’d gone, a big part of me still didn’t think he’d actually do it. Not here. Not with an audience.
With one hand, he ripped down my jeans and underwear.
His mouth was over me in the next instant, and he sucked me in deep, hollowing out his cheeks and licking the underside of my cock.
I hissed through gritted teeth at the contact, but guilt instantly seeped in. I’d made him do this. It was as good as forcing him, and that wasn’t who I was. If he’d done this to Rebel, I would have throat punched him.
“Get it, boys!” Queenie called happily.
Jesus fuck. I twisted, so they all had a perfect view of my bare ass, but Vaughn was blocked from their nosy eyes.
He withdrew his hot, warm mouth, then pushed forward, taking me deep until I hit the back of his throat.
I grabbed his head. It was involuntary; I had his hair wrapped through my fingers before I even realized I was thrusting into his mouth.
He took my dick so fucking sweetly my balls drew up, already thinking about coming.
He pulled off to jerk my shaft with his hand, while staring up at me. “Who’s hiding now?”
He shifted, twisting us so everyone could see again. This time, I let him.
If it was even possible, I’d swear I got harder, knowing people were watching. None of them were strangers to public sex, I was sure. They all went to Psychos. I’d heard the parties here were more of the same. I knew exactly what Vaughn and Rebel and Fang had done in the common room, this just felt like evening the score.
Vaugh put a hand between my legs and squeezed my balls, not hard enough to hurt but with the experience of someone who knew exactly how far they could be pushed before pleasure turned into pain.
Vaughn’s touch was all pleasure. He sucked me until my head spun, and I had to count backward from a thousand in my head to keep myself from coming down his throat. It was too soon. Fuck, I hadn’t thought this through. It had been so long since we’d done this, I just wanted to come. If it had only been him and me, somewhere private, I probably would have by now.
But with an audience, I would never live that down. Fucking hell, if I came too quickly, they’d probably give me a road name like Two Tug Tony.
Vaughn seemed hell-bent on making that happen though. Fuck, when had he gotten this good? I yanked his hair back sharply, and he groaned, rubbing his cock through his pants.
“Whose dick have you been sucking in the last ten years?”
He opened his eyes. “Why? The thought of me doing this with someone else bother you?”
It really fucking did.
I realized I didn’t even want to know the answer. If he’d been with someone else, I had no leg to stand on. I’d fucked my way through half the population of Saint View after he’d left. I’d tried to replace him with every good-looking brunette I came across.
But none of them had ever come close. Not until Rebel had pranced her way into my house, with Vaughn following close behind.
I’d fallen hard and fast, for both of them. But that was the story of my life. I was the stereotypical stage-five clinger, the one who felt too much, too soon, and couldn’t play it cool. I’d never stopped loving Vaughn. That feeling had only expanded to include Rebel too.
Vaughn would run for the fucking hills if I mentioned any of that though. So I didn’t. I bit my lip, held his head, and fucked his face.
I could do sex without feelings. I could.
Maybe.
Fuck.
