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He nodded. “Okay. But so you know, I didn’t take off because you kissed me. I took off because…”

“Because what?”

He looked to either side of him, making sure we were alone before he answered. “Because I was embarrassed. You made me come in my pants like some teenage kid. That’s why I took off.”

I stepped into his space again. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Knowing that my kiss alone was enough to make you come was the hottest damn thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it the last few weeks. If I’m being completely honest, it was why I showed up here tonight. I was hoping to see you again.”

“Really?”

I chuckled at the surprise in his voice. “Yeah, really.”

The grin that spread across his face was breathtaking and assured me I had done the right thing by telling him the truth. “That’s why I showed up tonight too. To see you, I mean.”

My heart skipped a beat at the knowledge that he’d wanted to see me too. We stood there, grinning at each other and letting the moment sink in. Eventually, another couple came along, reminding us of where we were. We each took a step back, allowing them to pass, but our eyes remained locked together. How was it that I was in a house full of all sorts of tantalizing sexual activities taking place and yet, I would have been perfectly content to simply stand there and talk to him all night?

“Maybe we should keep moving so we’re not in anyone’s way.”

Without giving it a thought, I reached for him. He stared at my hand for a second before he slid his palm along mine. Our fingers intertwined and it felt right, natural, almost like we’d done it a million times before. “Come on, let’s go see what else is going on.”

Chapter 7

GAVIN

Hand in hand, we made our way up a large staircase to the second story of the house. The first doorway we came to was a large bedroom with a massive four poster bed in the center. A man lay naked and spread-eagle on top of the sheets, his wrists and ankles secured to each of the posts with thick ropes.

There were three other men in the room with him, each of them lavishing attention on the man who was tied up. One was kneeling between his legs, drilling into his ass while another straddled him, his head thrown back in ecstasy as he rode the tied man’s cock. The third knelt beside the bound man’s head, feeding him his cock. The man sucked at it eagerly, his eyes rolling back into his head.

The hand holding mine tightened and I turned to see a glazed look in my partner’s eyes as he tried to take in everything that was happening. I scooted closer and leaned up, so my mouth was right next to his ear and whispered. “Look at him. He looks completely blissful. Stuffed full at both ends and with a tight hole riding up and down on his cock. Can you even imagine how good that must feel? To know you’re the center of so much attention, to have all those sensations happening to your body at once. They’re going to make him come so hard.” I felt him shudder as he let out a shaky breath.

Glancing down, I saw a prominent bulge in the front of his pants that matched my own. The scene we were watching was hot as fuck, but it was this man’s responses that turned me on. We watched for a few more minutes until the tied man began to come. It caused a ripple effect throughout the other three and soon, they were all coming. With the other man’s hand still in mine, I tugged him farther down the hall.

Another room showed two couples fucking missionary style side by side on a bed. The two couples kissed passionately before the two bottoms turned their heads to the side and locked in a fiery kiss of their own. After a few minutes, the tops pulled out. The bottoms quickly scurried into a sixty-nine position while the tops exchanged their condoms for new ones and then switched partners. This apparently drove the bottoms wild because they began moaning loudly around the cock they each had in their mouths.

Sweat beaded across my brow and I looked over to see my partner staring at me. Before I could even ask what he was thinking, he stepped forward and slammed his mouth down over mine. And holy Mother of God, if I thought our first kiss was hot, it was nothing compared to this one. The fact that he was the one taking the initiative made all the difference and I felt myself melting into the kiss.

I let him lead for a few seconds, exploring my mouth with his delectable tongue and then I took hold of the reins. Spinning him away from the doorway, I pushed him up against the nearest wall. He landed with a thud and I was afraid I might have hurt him, but he slid his hand behind my head, making sure I didn’t get away. Not that I wanted to go anywhere else. I was exactly where I’d wanted to be for weeks and Oh. My. God. was the reality of his kiss so much better than the memories.

I slid my hands up over his chest, feeling his rock-hard muscles beneath the thin material of his shirt. “Your body is insane. You must work out all the time,” I whispered. Before he could respond, I slanted my mouth over his again. My roaming hands found a pebbled nipple and I brushed my thumb over it several times then pinched it lightly between my fingers, swallowing the needy sounds he was making in the back of his throat.

His head fell back against the wall, exposing his neck to me. I took a second to savor the view of all that smooth golden skin and then I stuck my tongue out, tracing a line from his clavicle to his jawline. Nibbling my way over to his ear, he shivered as I bit down on his lobe then blew warm air across his skin. I was aching with raw need for this man, but I refused to push him any further than he was willing to go.

“What do you want?” I whispered as I pulled back enough to look in his eyes.

He bent his head down, panting as he pressed his forehead to mine. “I want more. More of this. More of you. Please.”

“Come with me.” I took his hand again and pulled him behind me as I began moving down the hallway, searching room by room for a private area.

The last room we came to was a large library with floor-to-ceiling, built-in bookshelves. I made sure the room was empty and then pulled him inside, shutting and locking the door after him. I leaned against the door, giving him a bit of space in case he needed it. He stepped farther into the room, turning in a complete circle as he took in his surroundings. “This place is incredible,” he said with a smile before turning back to me. He tilted his head to the side. “What are you doing all the way over there?”

“Giving you ample time.”

“To do what?”

“To change your mind, if you want to.”

His forehead creased in confusion. “Why would I change my mind?”

I slid my hands inside my pockets, my lips pressing together as I thought about how to say it without making a mess of things. In the end, I figured honesty was usually the best policy, so I went with that. “Can I be completely honest?”

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