Page 59 of Twisted Minds

All the fucking yes.

“It’s a shame I can’t get in here.” Mark grins, but it’s playful not pressuring. “Tasty fucking hole.” He sucks my rim and I see stars. Holy shit.

As he jerks my cock my eyes pinch, and each zap of lightening pulses through me. I see Mark’s other hand moving, jerking himself as he makes a meal of my ass. “Try a finger.” I breathe heavily, just wanting to see. “Suck my cock.”

“Really?” His brows pinch. “It was just dirty talk. I don’t need—”

“Do it. Just one.” I breathe heavily, just desperate. His middle finger slides over my hole and along my crack before slowly pressing against my entrance. It’s only a slight tap but it sends white-hot electricity throughout my body. “Jesus.”

Slowly he pushes in, and I wince feeling his long finger take shape. Okay, yeah, no. “No. No, I . . .” I barely get the words out before Mark slips his finger back out. “Sorry.”

“Nothing to apologize for, baby. At all,” Marks says. “Can I keep eating you out?”

“Please. Fuck, please.”

“Turn around.” I listen, not used to this type of dominance. I’m usually the one in control, but as Mark’s hot tongue laves over my hole I am firmly set in submission. He milks my cock, eats my hole, and it takes zero time at all for me to come, my kneesbuckling under the pleasure of it. “Fuck, Mark.” He kisses and licks me before rising behind me.

“On your knees.”

I turn, sinking to my knees as he looms above me stroking his dick. His fingers smooth along the hair on my jaw, his blue eyes filled with so much heat. “Hunter, how bad do you want it?” Fuck.

“Give me your load, baby.” I stick out my tongue, moaning as he comes on my face. “Holy shit.” He pants, gripping my shoulder as he shakes slightly, and I rise to my feet, picking him up in one solid swoop. His legs wrap around me. He kisses me—licks his release off my face. It’s filthy and so fucking hot. The water starts to lose its heat but Mark makes up the difference, holding me close.

I hear a throat clear. We both freeze. Mark’s eyes blow wide as he looks at me. “Sounds like you two are finished. Good for y—”

“Noah, what the fuck!”

“What!? I came back in to ask if you have any condoms. I’m all out.”

“And you couldn’t wait!”

“Um I did wait, I would never interrupt you. That would be rude!.”

“I meant wait outside!” Mark rests his forehead against my head.“I’m going to kill him,” He whispers. I’m just grateful Noah didn’t come all the way in here. “In my wallet!” Mark shouts out. “Jeans are on the bench.”

“Thanks. You’re a doll,” Noah says. “By the way. It seems like Mark has really improved his technique. Well, either that or Hunter is just easily satisfied.

“Noah, get the fuck out of here right now!” I growl.

“Fine. Fine. I’m going. I’ll text you later, Mark.”

Mark closes his eyes and takes a few deep breaths. Finally, he opens them. “That . . . You were jealous of that?”

I can’t help myself; I laugh and can’t stop. “Do you realize what just happened?”

“My best friend is a maniac, and I’m trapped in this unhealthy best-friendship for the rest of my life? Probably eternity.”

I lean in, kissing him softly and loving the way this man melts against me. “No.” I smile. “He just called me Hunter.”

twenty-one

Mark

After walking back from the dorm showers with a towel slung around my hips, I step into my room, closing my door and looking at myself in the mirror. I’ve always been a little self-conscious about my body. I’m nearly six foot, and really thin despite how much I eat to try and bulk up. It feels stupid to complain, but it would be nice to fill out a little.

Especially compared to Hunter.

Hunter’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever met and been with. I’m not sure what he sees in me, but he has to like something, right? Gathering some courage, I drop my towel, then grabbing my lube and the toy, I swallow my embarrassment. Hunter will love this, Noah assured me, and like it or not Noah is just better at this stuff. The package he’d ordered me came this morning, and I’ve thought about the contents inside it all day today.

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