Page 91 of Forever We Fall

My fingers slide from his shoulders to the top button of his shirt. “I’m sure you’re wondering. Is this a gang bang? Can you handle double penetration?”

His pretty amber eyes go wide.

I chuckle. “I’m kidding.”

One by one, I unfasten Nate’s shirt and open it wide. We’re in the same weight class now, but his body is softer than mine and way softer than Arlo’s. I like it. There’s no comparison between the two. They are a sweet breeze and a storm. A smattering of hair covers his chest, forming a path to his pants.

My mouth waters, but I don’t bite his nipple like I want to. I let my hand trail over his collarbone and down over his heavy pecs. “Arlo is off-limits. You can look. You can’t touch, and he won’t touch you.”

I skim my hand over his belly. It gives just a little. I want to sink my fingers into it and hold on tight. But there’s something else to sink them into.

“I will.” I cup him through his pants. His dick pulses against my touch. He’s long and girthy.

“Fuck yes.” Nate’s breath hisses over my neck as he bends at the waist.

“That’s not very descriptive, Nate.” I tsk and shift to remove my hand.

“Your hand feels so fucking good.” He straightens, pressing his dick against my palm to maintain contact.

“I haven’t even done anything.” I chuckle.

“I…I’ve thought about you touching me…for a long time, Hota.” Nate’s brow crinkles, and his lips thin, trying and failing to hold in a moan.

My fingers tighten around his shaft in reward. “What about Arlo? Have you thought about him touching you?”

“Fuck.” Nate jacks his hips into my hand, and I let him. “Yes.” He’s heavy and rock-hard. There’s a slight curve to his dick. It kicks up toward the sky. I’ve seen it before but never touched it.

“I have. Not as long, though.” His jaw quivers. “I just thought he hated me.”

“Do you think he hates you now?” I bend low and bite his nipple.

“No! Oh, shit. Yes. Please.” Nate gets lost in a string of words that hardly make sense. They go on until I release my hold on him completely.

He heaves breaths and looks longingly at my hands and mouth but stays dutifully silent.

“You’re a fast learner, Nate.”

“Yes, Sir.” He licks his lips and nods.

I let my gaze fall to his crotch. “Unfasten your pants.”

Nate moves, trying to obey, but he can’t, of course. I’m good at tying knots. His eyes go wide. He tries again. Again, nothing happens.

“Oh, that’s right. You can’t,” I whisper.

A broken moan whines between his lips.

I toss a look over my shoulder. “What do you think, Arlo? Should I help him out?”

“Yes,” he barks quickly.

I’m more surprised that Arlo answered than I am that I lower myself to my knees in front of Nate.

“Let’s see here.” I stare at his gold belt buckle and the plush leather winding through it. I wouldn’t be shocked if it was made of real gold. Nate’s family is in real estate all over the world. “I don’t know how one of these fancy belts works.”

Nate opens his mouth to speak until I furrow just one brow. He snaps his mouth shut.

The drug of power rushes through my veins, making my head swim.

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