Page 124 of Their Wicked Ways

Holding him close, I slid down the couch a bit to give him more room to settle. Our kisses were hot and hard, full of not just passion, but desperation.

Gripping his wrists, I tugged his hands off my shoulders and ran them over my pecs, letting him feel the barbells.

He froze in my lap, then let out another wrecked moan and rubbed his palms against them.

The last of his shyness melted away as he toyed with the piercings, each rub of his palm or flick of his finger sending another pulse of desire directly to my balls.

“Does that feel good?” he asked between kisses.

“So good.”

“Can I see them?”

Rather than answer, I reached behind me and tugged the neckline of my shirt up. Eagerly, Jett helped me strip it off and toss it to the floor.

“Jesus,” he said on a low moan, his eyes glued to my chest.

“You like them?”

He nodded.

“You can play with them if you want.”

A mischievous grin tilted the corners of his mouth. He leaned forward and fit his lips over my right nipple.

“Fuuuuuuuck,” I groaned, not bothering to temper my reactions. I wanted him to hear how much I was enjoying his confident touch.

He moved between my nipples, teasing them with his lips, teeth, and tongue until I was writhing under him.

He pulled off me with a sly grin, his eyes bright with both humor and lust.

“Feel good?” he asked innocently.

“You could say that.”

“I like them.” He licked his lip. “Your piercings. I wondered how it would feel to kiss you with the lip ring.”

“Is it as good as you thought?”

“So much better.”

“What do you want?” I asked.

I liked this version of him. Submissive and shy Jett pushed all my buttons, but playful and confident Jett wreaked havoc on my emotions.

His eyes lit up at my question but dulled a moment later. “I’m not sure.”

“Yes, you are.” I rubbed his sides. “You can tell me.”

“Last night you said something….”

“I said a lot of things last night,” I said with a chuckle. “Which thing in particular?”

“The cockwarming thing.” His cheeks flushed, but he didn’t break eye contact. “Is that a real thing people do?”

“It is. Do you want to try it?”

He nodded.

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