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shuddered.

Richard released me and headed across the room.

Where the hell was he going? I wanted more of that kiss.

Matthew's hand cupped my neck, and he brought his mouth to mine. I swiped my tongue over his lower lip in a slow taste. He spread his lips and traced my tongue with his. That was all it took. Richard hadn't exaggerated.

I'd never been big on kissing. It wasn't the connection I was after. That could have been because I'd never been kissed by anyone like them. From Richard's hard, passionate kiss to Matthew's sweet, sensual exploration, I was appreciating the act in a new light.

The heat of Matthew's mouth made my own saliva seem cool. He eased up on the kiss, and I shoved against him harder. I wanted a fuck, but I wasn't ready for his lips to leave mine. He was too damn good.

He moaned. His hands explored my neck, my shoulders, my back. His fingers worked to learn every line, every curve of my body through the clothes. I ached to feel those hands on my skin. He moved and rubbed against me, his leather-covered cock dragging over me. He wanted this, needed it. I appreciated that. Matthew exuded sex, but there was more to him. He worked my mouth and body with more than a desire to get off. He consumed me. When I finally drew back, he pouted.

Richard chuckled, the sound low and tense with need.

I regarded our third partner for the night. He sat on the bed, his legs parted, gliding his large hand over the front of his pants.

“Are you going to join us?” I asked.

“I'd like to watch you two first, before we get to the tying you up part. If you don't mind.” He stood. When he reached Matthew's side, he pressed his lips to the other man's ear. “Get him going for us, kid. Get him hard and ready to pop. And get him naked.” He licked the length of Matthew's ear, walked away, and leaned against the far wall.

Matthew grasped my arm with a trembling hand and encouraged me to the edge of the bed. Was he nervous?

“Take it slow,” Richard added.

Matthew nodded without detaching his gaze from me.

“You aren't going to watch all night, are you?” I wanted them to touch me, to give me pleasure in ways one man couldn't. I wanted to feel them— both of them.

“Hell, no. Want to enjoy the view is all.” Richard stroked himself through his pants again.

I wanted to see his cock, breathe in the scent, watch it pulse in his hand, see the beads of his desire form at the tip, knowing it'd be in my ass eventually that night. It took all my willpower not to march over and grab a hold of him.

“Good,” I said. “Sooner rather than later, huh?”

“Don't worry. I won't leave you hanging.” His chest heaved as he stroked faster.

Matthew's hands steered me to his lips again. The touch was soft and wet and warm and... damn, could he kiss. I turned and rubbed my cock against his. A tremble seized my body. Even through the clothes, the contact sent me spiraling out of control.

I worked one hand through his wavy hair, grabbed his ass with the other, and pulled him against me. I needed more of him. I had to get us naked. I had to get inside him.

What the hell was he doing to me?

His fingers were nimble as they worked on my shirt. One button popped open after another, and his hands discovered my chest. He swiped a finger over a nipple, then pinched and tugged. I groaned. The sound of it surged in and out with the movements of his mouth over mine. Our lips parted and he smiled.

I wanted his mouth back on mine, our tongues tangling.

He shed his shirt, and his hand slid over the front of my jeans. I gasped as he worked the top button open. I wanted him to dip his hand inside. I needed his touch. I ached for it.

Matthew was perfection, but everything was moving slower than my usual evenings at the club. Especially since one of the night's participants still stood against the wall and touched only himself.

Matthew kissed me again, distracting me. I pressed my naked chest to his. His hands slipped inside the back of my jeans. He shoved my pants down and cupped my ass. The firm grip was nothing I expected from the kid I met in the bar.

My erect dick worked free of the fabric. A low sigh spilled out of Richard. Man likes what he sees.

Then why wouldn't he touch me?

Matthew's mouth followed his hands, proceeded lower and lower, explored my body until he paused before my dick. He stared at it, licking his lips while he removed my shoes and pants. You want a taste, don't you?

I coiled his dark hair around my fingers.

Without warning, he leaned in and lapped at my balls. My head spun. My breath came in short pants. What I would have given to take my dick in my hand and shove it into his mouth, condom be damned.

He moved on before I lost all reason and gave into the temptation.

Matthew ran his tongue along my stomach and up my chest until he sucked in a nipple. He sent me flying faster than I'd ever gone without someone around my dick or in my ass. I threaded my fingers through more of his hair, but I forced my palm to stay open as he licked and flicked my sensitive skin.

I threw my head back. “Yeah, like that, Matthew.” I wasn't into talking to my sexual partners, but I couldn't hold back.

He hummed in response. He stayed at it for another few licks and sucks before he stepped back and worked his pants off. I admired the sight of his cock. Seeing a man's dick hard for me always turned me on more. I wrapped my hand around the shaft, kept the touches light,

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