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“Be careful, Tatum. Don’t make him so angry that he actually follows through with those threats.”
“Pfft, I will. Don’t worry, but get this. I’m going over tonight, gonna wear something really revealing. Gonna make him really pissed.”
“Why would he be pissed?”
He shrugs again. “Don’t know, but when I told him what I was gonna wear, he got all quiet. Did that hot jaw-clenching thing. God, it’s fun to get him all riled up.”
Well, I think it’s a bad idea to taunt someone like that. But telling Tatum not to do something will only make him more determined. So I don’t say anything, just turn my mind to other things, like how it will feel to have both Cash and Ford stretching me wide open later.
After watching Tatum eat the rest of his sandwich and then gorge himself on a bagel, we sit through a long lecture that seems to never end. When I finally make it back to Ford’s place, my heart is nearly galloping in anticipation of what’s to come.
The two of them are out back, their bodies sweaty and dirty from working on a project. They’re always working like this. At the shop, at home. No wonder their bodies are amazing.
Fuck, they’re so hot.
My cock instantly perks up.
Well, that’s a lie. My cock has been perked up all day, just waiting. Now it positively aches.
“There he is,” Ford says, and I roll my lips between my teeth as I adjust my dick.
Cash’s eyes swivel down to it, but he doesn’t comment on it.
“What have you been working on?” I ask, and Cash and Ford look at each other from their seats. Their strong legs are spread out, and I wet my lips. I want to grind against them, want to come across their pants.
“We’re working on a little something for you,” Ford says and my cheeks heat as he reaches over and pulls me onto his lap. His hand sneaks under my shirt and rubs against the skin there, making my already overeager body shiver with need.
“It started off as a joke, but the more we got to know you, the more we thought it would suit you,” Ford continues on, pretending to be oblivious to my obvious needy state.
I glance at Cash, and he smiles softly at me.
“What is it?” I ask as I lean back, arching my hips up in the hopes that Ford’s hand slips down to my waiting cock. Not that he gives that to me.
Fucking tease.
“A sex shed,” Cash replies, and I freeze.
“What?”
“You heard us. A sex shed. We’re gonna put all sorts of fun stuff in there. Gonna make you scream,” Ford says with a laugh. “Cash has already been researching some fun furniture. There’s some freaky shit out there, Benjamin.”
I’m panting now, not sure what the hell they’re talking about, but whatever they have planned, I’m game. I’m ready for any of it. Freaky furniture and all.
“It’s not done yet, but when it is, you’ll be the first to know.”
I squirm on Ford’s lap and then groan when his finger slides across my waist. He’s teasing me, the two of them are, telling me about sex sheds and kinky furniture all while not touching my dick.
“Stop teasing me,” I murmur. “You’re both cock teases.”
Cash lets out a low chuckle. “Seems you deserve it.”
My head rolls back, and I arch my hips up once more. “For what? What did I do now?”
“Cash is still grumpy about yesterday.”
Oh god, I think as I slide off Ford’s lap and crawl to Cash. I settle between his legs and paw at his jeans.
He stares down at me and touches my face gently.
