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My gaze snaps up, just as Nolan reaches for my chin, using his thumb to pry my lip free. Smoothing over it, he stares with heavily hooded eyes.
For a second, I think he might actually do it—kiss me.
But instead he just shakes his head and palms the side of my neck, digging his thumb in the soft spot under my jaw, giving me no choice but to crane my head back.
“That’s it,” he says, and I realize I’m grinding against him, circling my hips.
His cock is so hot against mine. So silky smooth, despite how rigid it is. His pubes scratch along my lower belly.
“Seeing as how we’re both a little inexperienced here,” he rasps, “how ’bout you crawl up here and feed your dick to me. Ride my face. Figure out what you like.”
I shudder. “B-but what about you?”
He moans, cupping my waist, urging me to scoot up.
Sinking down into the pillows, he stretches his legs out behind me, and palms my ass, guiding my cock to his face. “Trust me, I’m all set. See?”
Frowning, I glance down. But he just pinches my chin and turns my head to face the other wall.
My mouth pops open, eyes widening, when I see the two naked men staring back at me.
Us.
For a second, all I can do is stare at my reflection. I barely even recognize the guy currently on his knees, dick jutting out obscenely at the bearded man laying on his back, licking his lips.
My eyes dart all over the wide dresser mirror, taking in the scene.
Nolan stretched out on his back, an arm curved behind his head, the other stretched out past me, hand slowly, casually stroking his meaty cock.
“Stunning, right? Who knew?”
My gaze whips to where Nolan eyes me with a dangerous, wicked sort of cockiness. Like he knows exactly what he’s doing to me. If he’s nervous or doubting any of this, give this man an Oscar, because you’d never know.
His mouth ticks up. “What’s that frown for?”
“You sure you haven’t done this before?”
He arches a brow. “No. At least not with a man.” He wets his lips before dragging his teeth over his bottom one.
A hot, sticky hand smooths over my ass, kneading the flesh. He guides me forward. My dick taps his lip and he opens, sucking me in.
Shuddering, I fall forward, catching myself just in time, gripping the wooden headboard so tight, it whines in my grasp.
He pops off with a long lick, leaving a string of spit between us. “So I’m your first.” Another wet, open-mouthed kiss to my crown. “Your only. No other mouth has been here.”
Eyes flaring, I nod. “No one.”
Groaning like he’s in pain, his eyes slam shut, and he slides further down rubbing his mouth and nose all over me. “Fuck, I like the sound of that. Too much.”
His hand clenches around my ass, fingertips slipping between my crack.
His breathing has picked up, and I glance over my shoulder, finding him working his cock over with firm, fast strokes.
“What about here?” he murmurs against my nuts. “Anyone touch you here? Kiss you here?”
Chills wash over my shoulder, spreading down my spine. My arms. Gooseflesh pebbling in their wake.
“No.” Thrusting up, I grind my junk all over his face, head thrown back as my moans fill the room. I cast another look at the mirror, watching this stranger—brown hair askew, cheeks flushed, lips swollen and red like they’ve been kissed and bitten to all hell, parted in pleasure.
