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For the first time in a long, long time, that voice is quiet.

CHAPTER 32

DJ

A warm, wet mouth envelops my nipple and I moan, my body responding instantly. My eyes shoot open to see Tyler’s sandy hair, sleep-tousled and sexy as hell, as he licks and sucks his way across my chest to my other nipple.

“Mmm, good morning,” I mumble, my voice rough with sleep and arousal.

Tyler glances up at me through his lashes, his blue eyes filled with mischief. “Morning, you. Did you get any sleep?”

“Oh yeah. After our amazing performance last night I could’ve slept through a hurricane.” I stretch languorously, letting the sheet slide down to reveal my rapidly hardening cock.

Tyler’s lips curve into a smirk. “Mm, maybe we could have an encore this morning? If you’re up for it, that is.” He trails his fingers teasingly along my shaft.

I grin cockily. “Oh, I’m definitely up. In more ways than one.” I tense my abs, making my hard dick jump.

Tyler snorts a laugh, shaking his head. “Syd was right. You’re insatiable, DJ.” I feel a tweak of guilt at Sydney’s name—I was totally out of line with the way I treated her the other day. I called her that night and begged for her forgiveness, but I still feel like she might be upset with me.

Before I can spiral about my bad behavior, Tyler is already shifting down the bed, his big, calloused hand wrapping around my length.

I groan as his hot mouth slides over the head of my cock, tongue swirling, taking me deep. Holy shit, Ty’s mouth should be illegal. My hands fist in the sheets as he sucks me hard and fast, building me up in record time.

Just when I’m about to blow, he pulls his mouth away. I growl in frustration, but then Tyler is crawling back up my body, his own rock-hard erection dragging along my thigh.

“Fuck me, DJ,” he pants against my lips. “I need you inside me.”

I growl, flipping us over in one swift move. I reach for the lube and slick myself up hurriedly, my control rapidly fraying. Tyler watches me with hooded eyes, his chest heaving, legs spread in wanton invitation.

I line up and press forward, sinking balls deep into his tight heat in one smooth thrust. We both moan loudly at the intense sensation. I start to move, pulling out slowly before slamming back in.

“Yes, fuck, just like that,” Tyler gasps, hands reaching to grip my ass. I set a punishing pace, the room filling with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and our harsh breaths.

Last night was about Tyler’s exploration, about tender emotional connection. But this? This is pure, carnal need. Hard and fast and primal. The rest of the world falls away until there is only Tyler—his body, his moans, his scent surrounding me. His tight ass clenching hard on my cock with every thrust.

I pause to compose myself, my cock buried deep in Tyler’s tight ass. Fuck, he feels amazing. I suddenly wish Sydney was here to see this and get an idea. One that might make her feel a little warmer toward me.

Leaning down to grab my phone from the nightstand, my fingers are slick with lube and fumbling as I dial Sydney’s number.

After a couple rings, she picks up, her voice thick and groggy.

“Mmm, hello?”

I put her on speaker, letting her hear Tyler’s needy moans as I slowly rotate my hips, grinding into him. “Hey baby, sorry to wake you. Ty and I were just thinking about you.”

“Oh yeah?” Her voice perks up, taking on a flirty tone. “And what exactly are you two doing?”

I smack Tyler’s ass, making him yelp. “I’ve got my cock stuffed in Ty’s perfect ass and realized you were missing out. Thought you might want to join the fun?”

“God, you guys are so hot,” she breathes out. I hear rustling through the phone, like she’s pushing the covers aside. “I wish I was there with you.”

“Rub that sweet pussy for us, Syd. Let us hear you.” I start thrusting into Tyler with more purpose now, spurred on by Sydney’s whimpers echoing through the room.

Tyler grips the sheets, his muscular back flexing as he pushes his hips back to meet my strokes. “Fuck, your cock feels so good,” he pants.

I lay my body over his, reaching around to fist his erection as I pound into him. Our sweaty skin slaps together obscenely. “That’s it Ty, take my cock.”

“Oh fuck, I’m close!” Sydney cries out. Her breathy moans crescendo through the speaker.

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