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Track 11

HANDS TO MYSELF

CHAPTER 36

Declan

I wakeup with Melina wrapped around me. I give myself ten minutes to hold her, and when I force myself to get up, I roll her into Cade’s arms and drop a kiss to her shoulder.

This is easily the most insane morning of my life, because I’m not freaking out in the least. After tying my best friend up, edging him for almost an hour, then coming all over his cock, I’m completely calm and can admit that it was the goddamn hottest night of my life.

After we finished, I untied him and kissed each indentation left behind. By the time I’d gotten to them all, he and Melina were asleep. Only then did I close my eyes and drift off too.

For as outrageous as the whole scenario was, it couldn’t have been more perfect.

I’m half hard just thinking about the marks he wears on his body. The evidence of what we did.

Despite how turned on I am, apprehension slithers through me as I pour myself a cup of coffee. I don’t have the first clue what to expect today. Will we fuck again? Will it get awkward? Will Cade leave?

My chest pinches at the mere thought of him going.

“Making breakfast?” he asks, his voice scratchy. As he steps into thekitchen naked, he yawns, arms outstretched and dick bobbing between his legs. No fucking shame.

“Didn’t want to put on clothes?” I tease as I turn and prop myself up against the counter.

Grinning, he circles his hips, making his cock swing ridiculously. “Couldn’t find clothes. Besides, this thing is beautiful.”

Heat licks up my spine as I allow myself to take him in. He’s long and thick, even when he’s not aroused. I’ve never been turned on by the thought of another man’s dick, but Cade’s? Fuck, I can’t take my eyes off it.

Chuckling, I walk past him, determined to find a pair of shorts he can slip on so I’m not so distracted.

He stops me with a hand to my waist. “I was thinking,” he mumbles, stepping up closer. “You should be naked too.”

When I meet his eyes, he’s smirking. “Oh yeah? And why is that?”

“It’ll be easier for me to suck your cock that way.”

My body heats, but I hold steady. “Melina’s still sleeping.” Not sure why, but it feels relevant.

“She is,” Cade says with a smirk. “Think you can be loud enough to wake her up?”

Without waiting for a response, he tugs my shorts down and drops to his knees.

Blood rushes to my cock so quickly, I sway on my feet, lightheaded.

From the floor, he peers up at me and takes me in his hand. “Do you remember your colors?”

“Fuck you,” I laugh as tingles course down my spine and into my balls.

“I’m serious, baby,” he says, stroking my shaft. “Tell me green, and I’ll swallow this fat cock right now.”

Dropping my head back, I groan. “Oh, fuck.”

“Say it, Dec. Say please, and I’ll make you see stars.”

His hooded blue eyes are my undoing. My body heats as I stare down into them. Are we really doing this? Fucking the same girl is one thing. Touching one another with her in the room takes it a little farther, but still, it’s about her.

Kissing him certainly crossed a thousand lines, but still, she was there.

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