Page 89 of Manny

“I know that.”

“She wants both of us.”

“Yep, caught that part.”

I feel his hard dick press against mine. His body is close and my eyes want to close and surrender to him. “So, we keep doin’ what we’re doin’, doesn’t mean you and me have to…”

I raise a finger. “Says he who has a missile in his jeans right now. Does that thing ever stay down? I might have to change your name fromBeefcaketoBig Boy.”

His lips twitch, and he presses his forehead against mine. It’s such an intimate gesture. It’s so unlike Bandit, and more like Jonah. “What am I gonna do with you, you mouthy asshole?”

“I can think of a few things.” The wiggle of my eyebrows draws his eyes to my lips. I close the gap, not caring about if hepushes me away, or yells or denies it. I want this contact with him, to feel him, not just Lace.

He surprises me by reciprocating, our lips moving and our tongues brushing. “Fuckin’pretty boy.”

“You’re a really good kisser,” I groan. “Like, really good.” I grip his biceps and then his kisses grow more urgent. My dick wants to explode all over again. I run a hand up his chest, enjoying the feel of his ripped muscles.

“Did you enjoy tonight?” he grunts.

“I think we both know the answer to that, but I want more of you.”

“Maybe I need to put you over my lap and spank your ass,” his tone is gruff when we pull apart, his mouth at my neck as he sucks on the skin at my pulse. I wrap my arms around his wide shoulders, his dick grinding against mine. I wish we could get naked again… this time the two of us, even if we just play…

“Maybe you do.” I grip his ass, pulling him further against me, letting him feel how hard I am. “But I need a pretty plug, too.”

He grins against my neck. “You might just get one.”

“Ooh, is that a promise?”

He releases my neck and I know I’m gonna have a huge hickey there tomorrow. A love bite from Bandit, not that I can tell anyone that, aside from Lace. “Just keep this between us.”

“My lips are sealed.”

His eyes are hooded, and I know he wants more, but before I can make another move, he’s pushing off me. “I need to go.”

“Okay,” I hope I don’t sound disappointed.

“This was… a good night.”

“It was. When can… when can we do this again?”

His mouth twitches again. “Eager for more,pretty boy?”

“Maybe I am.”

“Eli has a sleepover on Thursday, maybe we can all arrange something, get a bite to eat.”

“Wow, like a real date?” I joke.

His eyes look wild, and I’m surprised he’s let me get so close to him for this long. It’s very un-Bandit like. “Can’t fuck on an empty stomach.”

His words rattle around in my head, they shoot straight to my dick. I’ve come so many times tonight, but I know it’s still not enough.

“Nope, can’t get your dick sucked on one either.” I want him to know. I want him to know that I’m good with that, that I want to. “You saw how I ate ourPrincessout, I’m good at oral skills.”

He grips my chin with one hand. “You should be with a big mouth like that.”

I jolt as he cups my dick, palming me as we stare at each other. “You keep talkin’ like that and I’ll fuck that pretty little mouth shut for good. You got me?”

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