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He was practically vibrating with need. His eyes were bright and a bit crazed, his pupils blown so wide I couldn’t see the beautiful blue of his iris. His chest heaved against mine with each harsh breath, and his cock was so hard against me it felt like a steel pipe.

“Please, Jamie,” he begged. “I need you.”

“Jesus. Yeah. Okay.” I cupped his cheeks with my hands. “I’ve got you, babe.”

He let out a shuddering breath and closed his eyes. “Thank fuck.”

This was weird. Isaac was an enthusiastic partner, and it didn’t take much to get him from zero to ready to go, but I’d never seen him this desperate before.

“Z, you’re kinda freaking me out,” I confessed, smoothing my thumbs over his cheekbones. “What’s going on with you?”

He let out a bark of laughter and flipped his eyes open. “More like what’s going on in me.”

“Huh?”

“I thought it would be hot to wear a plug while we were out. That way we wouldn’t have to worry about prep when we got back, but I really didn’t think it through.”

My jaw dropped. He was wearing a plug?

He laughed again and started rocking his hips, dragging our dicks together. “The longest I’ve worn one was for like, thirty minutes, and that was while I was sitting in my room and waiting for a timer to go off. I didn’t know how different it would feel to walk around and be in public with it rubbing against my damn prostate every other second.”

I blinked a few times. Now his distraction made sense. The shifting and fidgeting, losing his train of thought, the one-word answers and long silences… I’d assumed they were signs he was trying to find a way to break up with me, but in reality, the plug had him so turned on he couldn’t focus.

“That’s so fucking hot,” I growled, my arousal spiking and filling me with my own desperate need. “You want me to fuck you, Z?”

His eyelids fluttered closed, and he pressed his cock against mine. “Please, Jamie.”

“I’ve got you.” I pressed a soft kiss against his lips, then stepped back.

He opened his eyes, his heated gaze meeting mine.

Ripping open my jeans, I let them hang open as I raked my gaze over his incredible body, drinking in every detail, from hisflushed cheeks to how he clenched his fists at his sides like he was stopping himself from grabbing me.

I palmed my cock. I was so hard it throbbed under my touch.

Isaac’s eyes fell to my crotch, and he licked his lips hungrily.

“Get naked.”

18

ISAAC

“Get naked,”Jamie ordered, his voice a low growl, as he palmed his cock over his briefs.

I tore off my clothes so fast I would have looked like a blur if we were in a cartoon.

Jamie raked his eyes up and down my body and paused on my cock. I was so hard it stuck out in front of me, flushed and already wet with precum.

“So hot.” He rubbed his dick lazily, tracing his eyes over my stomach, then pecs, and to my face.

“Jamie,” I moaned, clenching around the plug, which made me moan again.

The plug was driving me crazy, and Jamie’s fiery looks and commanding nature were only adding to my torture.

I’d spent the last week wearing it for a little bit each night before I went to bed. But like a dumbass, I’d thought putting it in and setting a timer would be enough to get used to having it inside me.

Twenty, even thirty minutes of wearing it in my room felt good, but it was more background pleasure, and I’d assumed it would be the same if I wore it to the bar for an hour.

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