Page 52 of Cohesion

“Oh, well, looks like you lost,” Will said impishly to Peyton.

Peyton gave him a look and then half stood, leaning over the table. Will met him halfway, and the kiss they shared was filthy and on full display for them all.

Sebastian wanted to forfeit all games so that they could get naked and play a different kind of game. One where theyallwon.

“I can only take one piece of clothing off at a time, so getting me hot and bothered is cruel,” Jericho said.

“Do you need a kiss too?” Will asked. “I’m giving them away for free.”

Jericho’s eyes darkened. Hisblueeyes. They left a sour taste in Sebastian’s mouth. He wanted the brown.

“Just to us, I hope,” Jericho said dangerously.

“If I say yes, will you kiss me?”

“I’d kiss you anyway, but I’d also want names,” Jericho said, leaning over. “Then I’d make sure they never looked at you again.”

“That’s hot,” Will said. He gave Jericho the same level of kiss that he’d given Peyton. Jericho slid a hand up to cup the side of his head and tipped Will’s head back, taking more. Sebastian’s heart was thumping as he watched, with his dick so hard in his slacks that he was aching. There was something about watching these men with each other that calmed everything inside him and shook it all up at the same time. Pleasure and comfort.

Quinn made a show of taking his shirt off, too slow to be anything but deliberate. Sebastian was all but panting for him by the time he opened it to reveal his owl tattoo. It spanned so much of his chest, and Sebastian planned to one day trace every single line with his tongue. Maybe he’d even do it tonight. The evening was young.

Jericho pulled his shirt up and slipped it over his head, lightly haired chest on display. Now none of them were wearing shirts. That should be a rule. No shirts to be worn at all times.

Will sighed and shoved down his shorts, leaving them in a pool on the floor. He was hard in his briefs, pushing the fabric out with a hint of the head of his cock peeking out the top.

Fuck me sideways. Was he supposed to be able to concentrate after that?

Then Quinn put his hand in Will’s lap, and Sebastian’s head exploded. God, that was so unbelievably fucking hot. Sebastian palmed his own cock, applying pressure in an attempt to alleviate the throbbing. Will tipped his head back, baring his throat as he groaned, canting his hips and pushing into Quinn’s hand.

“Are we still playing, or are you two giving us a show now?” Jericho asked.

“I believe that you have a question,” Quinn said calmly even as the muscles in his arm flexed while he massaged Will through his shorts.

“What—” Fuck. What were they talking about? “What’s the question?” Sebastian asked. He poured himself another drink, some of it sloshing over the side of the glass. There wasn’t enough alcohol in the world for this.

“I think you’re the one asking it,” Peyton said in amusement as he toed off his shoes.

He couldn’t have been immune to this. Quinn was putting on a fucking show andknew exactly what he was doing to Sebastian.

Sebastian cleared his throat, took another drink, and then thought about what he wanted to ask. He turned his gaze to Jericho.

“Am I on the chopping block, then?” Jericho asked mildly.

“When did you lose your virginity?”

Jericho huffed out a laugh and stroked his beard. “That’s really what you want to know?” he asked, like the question was too ridiculous to even contemplate.

“I asked, didn’t I?”

“Would it surprise you to know that I was twenty-three before I had sex for the first time?”

“Yes.”Twenty-three? Jericho oozed sensuality and sex appeal. Sebastian was hard pressed to believe that he’d held off on having sex until then.

“With who?” Peyton asked, leaning forward. Even Quinn’s arm had settled, resting on Will’s dick instead of playing with it.

“A married couple in Vegas,” Jericho said, strangely reticent.

Vegas. Couple. That was familiar to him. “One of them wouldn’t be namedJustinby any chance, would they?” Sebastian asked.

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