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Before I can even blink, she’s sliding her hand into the inside of my sweats and into my underwear. I’m rock hard and wet, desperate for her touch.

“God, you’re big,” she breathes.

I stare up at her. Our hands in each other’s pants, her tits wet from my sloppy kisses, the peaks painfully hard and bouncing in my face. She keeps rubbing against me, fisting my cock now as my eyes roll into the back of my head.

“I’m average,” I manage. “Nothing that great.”

She shakes her head. “Always so humble.” Her words hum in her throat. “I want you to get off all over me.”

I want to flip her over and slide my cock into her wet heat, but with Lace, it has to be her decision. If we cross that line for real, it changes the dynamics. I know what I want. The question is, does she really want the same thing? It’s one thing to be doing this, but it’s quite another after we go there to be able to go back to what we were. To being friends. Roommates.

I’m losing my head, that’s all I know. And right now? Right now, I want to keep what’s mine.

11

LACE

“Once we go there…”His words fail at sounding convincing. The man just made me come. My skin prickles, and his does the same. Neither of us moves, we just kinda freeze for a second as if to really take it all in.

“If we don’t have sex, it isn’t really a thing,” I mumble against his mouth.

“You’re just tryin’ to get around my house rules.”

“They’re hot, by the way.”

My hand stilling in his underwear, and his stilling in mine, it does nothing to quench the rush of desire inside me. I’ve never been into two guys at the same time. I’ve never done this kind of thing before. But the deep desire burning inside me can’t be ignored.

He snorts. “House rules are hot?”

I nod. “Yes, because it means you won’t be bringing anyone else here.”

He stares at me. “I told you, this is my safe haven.” He clears his throat, then asks, “Is it just me and him?”

I bite my lip. “I told you, I’m not a slu?—”

He puts one finger up to my mouth to quieten me. “Don’t use those words. I never thought you were. I just wanna hear you say it.”

I think about Bandit calling me his dirty little sweet butt slut and I clamp my mouth closed. I want Manny to be dirty, too, but something about this caring, nurturing side to him makes me want that more. Thinking about what it would be like to have him inside me, like I have Bandit? It makes me shudder. Would he be rough like him? Or soft and ready to drag my pleasure out over and over. I know from what he’s already done so far that he’s good at this, but I’m no angel. I like it dirty and Manny can treat my body like an amusement park if he wants to.

“Why not? I can be your good little club slut, Manny.”

His eyes go round. “You did not just?—-”

I giggle, shutting him up with a kiss and as our tongues collide, I squeeze his cock. I make the moves, yanking down his sweats and his briefs by the elastic so I can get better access. When he lifts his hips to help me, I know he’s not saying no. I glance down at his erect cock and I lick my lips. Despite him saying he’s average, he’s not. He also has a piercing, which surprises the hell out of me. “Holy shit.”

He cups my face. “Shocked?”

I’m unable to move. This is…hot.“What is it?”

“A Prince Albert, I also have a lorum piercing.”

My eyes wander to the skin between the bottom of his shaft and where his balls meet. My mouth waters. “Can I play with it?”

“Gently, of course you can.” I bite down on my lip, my heart racing in my chest as I tug the higher one and he growls. I can see pre-cum leaking from his tip and I lean down and lick it off, my eyes meeting his. “Holy fuck.”

He has this primal look in his eyes that I could get used to. I know that this man hides his feral side behind his sunny nature,and I’m so freaking glad we decided to watch this dumb movie together.

I smile, taking his tip into my mouth but he yanks me up. “I’ll come so fast.”

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