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I was mesmerized by the sight of our hard cocks rubbing together, pre-cum and Brodie’s saliva creating a smooth glide.

The pleasure ignited when he tapped my hole.

I swiveled my hips back and forth, unable to decide which sensation was better—the heated grip on my dick or the tormenting finger teasing the rim of my asshole.

“Table. Lube,” Brodie whispered as his hands suddenly stopped touching me. “Lie down.”

I sat back and did as he ordered, stretching out on the couch, while Brodie reached over to the coffee table beside us. He yanked on the drawer, pulled out a small tube, flicked open the cap, and poured a generous amount into his hand. He rubbed them together, and I caught the scent of vanilla.

Then he was all over me, gripping our dicks in one slick hand while the other slid underneath to torment my ass.

He kept rubbing and circling my hole, but that was it.

I needed more.

“You’re driving me insane; just do it,” I growled as I lifted my hips, encouraging him.

“Patience, honey. I want you to enjoy this. I want to make it good for you.”

A shiver rolled through me when he called me “honey.”

“Every time you touch me, it’s good. And I know what I want. Please.”

I was not above begging if I had to. But Brodie still didn’t do anything but continue to rub my sensitive rim as I panted and writhed.

Tormenting witch.

Two could play this game.

I reached down and cupped his smooth balls and rolled them in my palm, then gave a gentle tug.

This time, he was the one who jolted.

My other hand roamed over his taut stomach until I reached his nipples.

“Jesus, don’t. You know how sensitive I am there,” Brodie panted.

“Then shove your finger in my ass, or I’m going to tease your nipples until you come all over my hand.”

Brodie groaned. “Fuck, Van. You talking to me like that is so goddamn sexy.”

His callused finger pushed gently into my ass, and then I had nothing more to say.

I jolted from the sting of initial pain, but it was followed by awesome pleasure. I shuddered from the intense sensation and the knowledge that this was Brodie inside me.

He was a part of me, just like I was a part of him.

There was no uncertainty. I could ask, and Brodie would answer, and vice versa. We were partners in every sense of the word.

He drilled his finger deeper, and crooked his fingers. A pleasure I’d never felt before had every muscle in my body lighting up.

“Câlisse, mon coeur, do that again,” I demanded.

“Welcome to the magic of your prostate.” Brodie chuckled as he began to finger fuck me.

Magic was the least of it.

Every time he hit that spot inside me, I was gripped by a cascade of euphoria that had my dick twitching, my toes curling, and my heart kickstarting.

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