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He laughs, a sound I’ve never associated with sex but which somehow doesn’t feel out of place. “A woman, then?” He arches a thick brow.

“Seemed more likely.” I reach around with my free hand and cup his balls, rolling them between my fingers.

His head falls back with a contented little groan. “You’re open to either, then?”

“I am.”

“Me, too.” He meets my gaze as his hips rock forward, grinding himself into my hand. “I haven’t been with a man in ages, but I live out of my suitcase, I’m always ready.” Fingertips graze over my hole, so lightly I’d think I imagined it if my hips didn’t buck into my fist.

“Are you a top or bottom?” I nip at the plump bottom lip that’s been taunting me all evening as my ass tries to seek out the finger teasing it.

“I’m good with both.” He kisses me back. “But I haven’t bottomed in a while.”

“We’ll take turns then. You should grab the lube.” I swear he whimpers when I drop his cock to grab a condom from my wallet. As I roll it on, I watch him walk to his suitcase, his rigid length bobbing slightly with each step. Though slight for a man, lean with sinewy muscle, his dick is long and thick, and my mouth waters just looking at it.Might have to taste him before the night’s over.

He sits at the end of the bed and tosses me a bottle, fisting his erection with a look that sayshurry up. “Save enough for me to fuck you later.”

Propping his feet on the mattress he leans back, slowing stroking his sex as he watches me move toward him. I squirt lube on my fingers and press them against his hole. It puckers from the cool gel, but relaxes as my fingers warm it up.

Between the slow, measured way his hand slides along his dick, and the glistening ring in front of me, I’m not sure where to look as I slip a finger inside. I settle on his hand, matching the pace of my finger to the rhythm he’s setting. When the resistance starts to fade, I add another finger, stretching him as gently as I can.

As I work him Jace swivels his hips, straining to take me deeper. The sight of him laid out for me, eyelids fluttering closed in bliss, has my cock dripping with need from where it hangs heavily between my legs. I give it a quick tug to relieve the building pressure.

Jace’s knees fall open and his hips lift off the mattress as I find his prostate and massage it with my finger, coaxing the sensitive nerves to life. “Oh fuck,” he gasps. “Fuck, that’s good. Give me your cock, now.”

I withdraw my fingers and coat my dick with lube, wishing for the first time in my life it wasn’t covered in a condom.Maybe one day, if I find a guy, or girl, who isn’t just passing through town.

Using my hands, I spread Jace wide and press against his opening, sliding back and forth with exaggerated restraint. “Good?”

“Not yet. I need you inside me.” He lifts his head up to meet my gaze with a heated look of his own. The desire in his nearly black eyes almost makes me lose control.Almost.

I grip the base of my dick and push forward steadily, ready to pull back at the first sign of discomfort. But Jace doesn’t resist, wiggling against me as if that could force me deeper. I don’t breathe until I’m fully seated, and even then, the pressure surrounding my cock is so mind-blowing it’s hard to fill my lungs with air. Then I hear Jace’s strained voice. “Move.”

Rolling my hips back gently, I slide out, then press forward until I can’t go any deeper. Despite the interference of the condom the friction is mind-blowing, Jace’s tight ass bearing down all over me. I repeat the motion again and again, driving slow and deep, as Jace pants underneath me, squeezing his cock in his fist to help relieve the ache I’m sure is building there.

“Faster,” he whispers as he starts tugging on his junk.

“Let me.” I kneel on the bed and push his hand away so I can pump him in rhythm with my thrusts.Damn he feels good in my fist.

What begins as slow and steady quickly turns frantic and desperate, both of us too amped up and needy to take our time. A stubborn burn creeps into my stomach and thighs as I drive my cock into Jace, the constant strain on my muscles testing my endurance. But I don’t relent. The promise of an orgasm is a powerful motivator.

“Squeeze hard. I like it tight,” Jace pants as he gives me control of his pleasure, and something about that sends me spiraling.

“Oh shit,” I cry as I pound into him, my fist sliding to the base of his cock each time I bottom out. “I’m close. Tell me you’re with me.”

The words are barely out of my mouth when tiny contractions kiss the length of my cock, and his dick starts to throb in my fist. Hot, white liquid spurts from the head and trickles down my fingers, the sight of his release triggering my own.

My spine arches as my cock pulses inside him, and pleasure like I’ve never felt ripples from my core to my limbs. A near feral growl rumbles from my throat, so violently it takes all my focus to stroke him through the finish.Holy hell – whatever that was, I want more.

Chapter 4

Jace

“FuckIneededthat.”My chest heaves as I try to catch my breath. Sex is always good but getting fucked while someone plays with your junk is next level, and the way Blake worked my dick—I honestly don’t think I’ve ever come so hard.

“My turn next,” Blake licks his lips as he withdraws.

There’s a hint of anticipation in his tone, like he can’t wait to feel me, and for lack of a better term, it makes me giddy. I like that he wants me in every way. That he’s already thinking of the next time.

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