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Derek’s hips pulled back, and I gasped, a whining moan of loss falling from my lips as he lifted away from me and cool air brushed across my heated cheeks.

“Samuel.” Derek didn’t sound at all surprised by the addition. “Want a taste?”

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SAMUEL

With alcohol warming my veins, it had been a bold move to follow the sounds of moaning drifting from Derek’s bedroom. I could tell myself it was a concern since I wasn’t aware that Derek was home, but that would be a lie.

I was curious about what he was up to and who he had invited back to our home when most of his encounters were limited to a BDSM club that we frequented.

My night with Matt had ended early due to Matt’s other obligations, and I wasn’t ready for the night to be over. It had been a risk, but standing in the doorway of Derek’s room and witnessing what was happening wasworthit.

Derek had been on his knees, thrusting his cock down the throat of the beautiful bound woman on his bed, and the sight had immediately sent a heated rush of blood to my own cock. Thankfully, Derek didn’t seem to mind my intrusion, and he turned his dark eyes to me with a light smile gracing his lips.

“A taste?” I repeated. Unable to look away from the woman, I studied every inch of her. From her bound ankles and the spreader bar between her thick thighs, up to her glistening pussy and the slight red hints on her skin that told me Derek had been entertaining some impact play. Up to her swollen, pert nipples and further to her gorgeous, flushed face and blonde hair that spread out across the pillow like a halo.

Fucking hell, did I want a taste.

“Charlotte,” Derek said to the woman, “this is Samuel, my roommate.”

I quickly walked forward so Charlotte didn’t have to strain too much to see me, and the moment her dark, lust-filled eyes met mine, I smiled.

“Hi,” Charlotte gasped, and her pink tongue darted out to swipe over her swollen red lips.

“Samuel, this is Charlotte, my uh... pet.” The word made my cock throb, and Charlotte moaned softly as she glanced between us. Her arms flexed, and she pulled on the rope binding her wrists to the headboard.

“Derek,please,” she whined, and Derek chuckled as he moved off her shoulders, his cock still hard and slick from her mouth.

“She’s been wound up for a couple of hours now,” Derek commented, “and she’s got the Strawberry stimulation gel on her pussy and her tits.”

“Is that why she’s so needy?” I asked, unable to take my eyes off her. She was stunning, and my cock strained painfully against my jeans.

“So.” Derek planted one knee on the bed and gently stroked his fingers over Charlotte’s large breasts, but he avoided her nipples. “Care for a taste?”

“Can I?” I glanced at him, unsure if I was overstepping anything, but the alcohol in my system made such an offer too tantalizing to refuse, especially with a woman as gorgeous as this.

“Charlotte,” Derek began, “do you like Samuel?”

Charlotte tossed her head back and forth slightly, her body bowing as she tested all her restraints then looked at me with eyes so dark there was only a hint of green left in them.

“Yes,” she groaned softly.

“I want to watch him eat you out, is that okay?” Derek asked, and my heart stuttered in my chest. Fucking hell, did I want to taste her. I’d heard her sweet moans the moment I’d entered the apartment, and now that I was here, I wanted to hear even more.

“Yes,” Charlotte gasped. “Please, anything, just someone touch me before I go crazy, please, just a touch!”

Derek leaned over Charlotte and cupped her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.

“Samuel is going to eat you out now, okay?”

“Yes,” Charlotte whimpered. Derek sent me a look, and permission was granted. I ripped off my T-shirt and discarded it on the floor as the warmth of the room swelled around me. Diving onto the bed, I used the bar to pull Charlotte an inch closer to me, placed both my hands on her hot inner thighs, and I leaned in. I was a second away from tasting her when Derek’s hand on my shoulder stopped me.

“Charlotte,” Derek growled softly. “I know how close you are, but you’re going to hold off on coming until I say so, understand?”

“What?” Charlotte whined, and her entire body rocked in front of me. “How?”

“Focus,” Derek instructed. “I will help you.”

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