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I watch all the lights go out upstairs as all the blood travels downstairs.

“I’m willing to try,” he rasps.

“Okay, good.”This time my lip bite is thoughtful.“So I really liked watching Luke dance.Do you think Hollis could do a little of that for me right now?”

He inhales hard.“Yes.But you’ve got to do something for me while I do it.”When I lift my brows in question, he says, “Get naked and touch yourself.”

My eyes widen as heat prickles all over my body.I’ve never done anything like that before.He notices the indecision on my face and leans forward to kiss me.It’s gentle and loving.It’s Hollis.“It’s okay,” he whispers.“That’s my fantasy, but if you don’t want to do it, it’s okay.”

He stands and messes with the lights, turning off the one overhead and turning on the bedside lamps.I realize he’s giving me time to think about what I want to do.

His fantasy is me, naked and appreciating him.I can give him that.Without a word, I kick off my pants and pull my sweatshirt over my head.I’m still wearing the red bra from Fantasia, and when he turns around, his eyes flutter shut.

“Fuck,” he says, short and sharp.“Leave that on for now.Lose the panties.”

I obey, and he watches with hooded eyes, his body starting to move like he’s hearing his performance music.Then he rolls his hips and slips his pants a little lower on his waist, and it’s all the encouragement I need.I run a finger down my slit and gasp.

“Tell me.”His voice is a command.

“I’m so wet,” I moan.“And you haven’t even touched me yet.”

He’s cocky as he strides forward and puts his hands on either side of my body.“Do it again.”

Our gazes lock as I run my finger through my wetness and use it to circle my clit.His hand snaps out to grab mine, lifting it to his lips and sucking my fingers into his mouth.

“The sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted,” he murmurs.“Keep going.Gentle strokes.Eyes on me.”

And then he’s Luke, seducing his audience of one.But he’s also Hollis, love in his eyes.I stroke myself for both of them.

“Watch,” he growls, grabbing his shirt at the notch in the neckline.

“Yes,” I say with a gasp.“Do it.”

He rips that shirt from top to bottom, and I moan.“Get over here.”

He walks to the edge of the bed where I’m dripping for him, and I slide my free hand under the torn edge of his shirt.“I imagined doing this the first time I saw you.”I flick a fingernail over his nipple and run my nails over his ribs.

“Use both hands.”His eyes are pinned on me as I lift my slick fingers away from my aching body and slide them up his chest, leaving a trail of my arousal.“Fuck, Liv.Yes.Mark me.I’m yours.”

I hook my fingers into his waistband and tug him closer for a kiss.It starts gentle and turns fierce immediately.He grabs my hair, doing that head positioning thing I love, holding me in place so his tongue can dive into my mouth and claim me.Stroke my desire even higher.

“Fucking touch yourself,” he growls against my lips.

I disobey.I touch him instead, and he jolts at the feeling.

“Naughty,” he groans, yanking at his pants.They are, in fact, breakaway, and when he shrugs out of his tattered tank top, he’s standing in front of me in nothing but those tiny red shorts.

“Hey, we match.”I point to my bra, and he freezes, then bursts into laughter.He’s one hundred percent Hollis as he crushes me to his chest.

“God, I love you.Take off the bra.Lie down.I’m gonna eat you like I’m starving.”

I obey, dizzy from the mix of affection and command in his voice.It’s a combination I’m starting to realize is what you get when your two fantasy men collide in one body.

He kneels in front of me, catching my gaze before he lowers his mouth to my pussy.I practically arch off the bed.

“Easy.”He laughs and presses a hand on my stomach, pushing me into the mattress.“Let me work, woman.”

He gentles his tongue and licks me up and down, groaning as he tastes me.The hand that’s holding me down travels up to my breast, and his fingers catch my nipple.

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