Page 45 of The Mountain
“Liam,” Antoine protests, voice thready. “What…ugh… what are you doing?”
Beneath me, Matty stills, body vibrating with a quiet alertness.
“What do you think I’m doing?”
“But… the others…” Antoine’s voice is a hissed whisper.
Liam huffs. “They don’t mind.” His gray eyes flick up to mine, then Matty’s. “You don’t mind, do you, love?”
I shake my head, my mouth going dry. Heat races through me, searing off all traces of sleepiness. I squirm in Matty’s lap.
“Matty?” Liam’s voice is firm, demanding.
Matty gives a choked sound, solid thighs flexing as he adjusts himself beneath me. There’s no mistaking the growing bulgepressing against my ass, the faint tremor of his limbs. “Uh. No. No, that’s cool.” His voice catches in his throat.
Liam smirks, then moves his hand higher, until his fingers are skating over the straining crotch of Antoine’s cream khakis, toying with the button at the waistband.
Behind me, the couch dips as Seth shifts forward. A quick look over my shoulder sees him staring hungry-eyed at what Liam is doing, his lips parted. He’s careful not to jostle Eddie, resting a steadying hand on Eddie’s shoulder when Eddie gives a sleepy huff.
Wordlessly, Liam flicks open the button to Antoine’s pants with practiced ease, then zips down his fly. The straining zipper spreads apart, revealing black, sleek briefs, the fabric tenting over a sizable bulge.
“Take out your cock,” Liam orders.
Antoine lets out a muffled whimper, his book fluttering to the floor, hands trembling where they rest frozen across his knees. He darts a nervous glance at Matty, his green eyes full of silent question.
“Matty said he doesn’t mind.” Liam traces the fabric of Antoine’s briefs with two fingers. Antoine groans, his knees spreading wider. I watch in silent fascination as the bulge straining against his briefs bucks in response.
“In fact…” Liam flicks a challenging gaze up to Matty, his lips curving into a dangerous smile. “I bet he’s wishing Lily was doing the same thing to him. I bet he’s wondering what it would feel like to have her touching him again. Or maybe…” Liam’s grin becomes downright lascivious. “Maybe he just wants to watch.”
Matty shivers, a stifled groan vibrating against me. He rolls his hips, an involuntary reflexive movement that has his cock pressing against my ass. Heat flares through me, a needy ache settling between my thighs, and I rock against him in response.
“Have you ever had someone go down on you?” Liam asks, his gray eyes fixed on Matty as his fingers tease Antoine through the fabric of his briefs.
Matty shakes his head, his hands trembling where they rest on my hips. “No.” The word is a raspy whisper, brushing against my neck as Matty drops his head against my own. “Never.”
“Hear that, love?” Liam lifts one eyebrow at me expectantly, and my heart skips a beat. “You would be his first.”
His first. I want to be his first for everything. Not just his first—I want to be his only.
I’m struck by the sudden burst of possessiveness at the thought, even if it’s completely illogical. I twist in Matty’s lap, reaching between us to gently lift his chin, bringing his eyes to meet my own. His lips are parted, his chest shuddering with short, panting breaths. When he blinks up at me, his pupils are blown so wide the blue around them is barely more than a thin rim.
“Do you want that?” I murmur, pressing my forehead against his own. “Do you want my mouth on you?”
I brush my lips against his own, a teasing gentle kiss, a question. He grips my hips in reply, fingertips nearly bruising as he deepens the kiss, his tongue sweeping against my own, hungry and demanding. Beside us, Antoine gives a pained whimper, the sound met with Liam’s low chuckle.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” Seth’s voice has Matty startling, and we come apart, panting and trembling, both turning to look at Seth in surprise. Like we’d forgotten everyone else but ourselves for a moment. “Sorry.” Seth’s cheeks darken, and he catches his lower lip in his teeth. “I didn’t mean to…”
“No.” My voice is raspy but firm. “Don’t apologize. You can watch.” My cheeks heat with embarrassment. “I like it.”
And it’s the truth. The way Seth is looking at us makes me feel beautiful. Powerful.Seen. It’s not something I would have thought I’d enjoy, but I love it.
I cast a nervous look at Matty. “As long as you don’t mind.”
Matty’s eyes are wide, a mixture of nervousness and arousal, but he shakes his head. “You could do anything to me and I’m pretty sure I’d love it,” he admits breathily. “Honestly, I’m so hard right now…” He rocks his hips upward in emphasis, his eyelids fluttering shut as his cock presses between our bodies. “I’m probably seconds away from embarrassing myself.”
I smile at his honesty, remembering how quickly he’d come in my hand the other day, that large body trembling and sweating from just a few quick strokes. It would be fun to make him come like that again but… I bite my lip, dropping my gaze and peering up at him through my lashes. “Can… can I go down on you?” I ask, feeling suddenly vulnerable.
“Please,” he rasps, leaning forward to press another hungry kiss to my lips, biting at my lower lip, his tongue darting out to soothe the sting. “Please, baby.”
