I clutch a hand to my throat, unable to look away. William's head bobs, and his tongue swirls. He sucks Lucas's cock like it's the sweetest candy.
My mouth waters, remembering his taste.
Lucas reaches for his shirt, biceps flexing and muscles bunching as he rips it off. My fingers ache to trace every dip and curve and store them in my memory.
My chest tightens with emotion, but I ignore it and focus on Lucas's glistening cock slipping from William's mouth. As William eagerly strips, Lucas rolls a condom down his length and smears it with lube.
Lucas steps behind him and gently caresses the smooth curve of William's bottom. He rubs his hand up William's spine and pushes until William is bent over the arm of my couch.
Lucas drags his hand down and kneads one fleshy cheek. He grips his cock in his other hand and rubs the tip down the line of William's crack.
Lucas's eyes lock on mine, so intense I can barely breathe as he lines himself up and slips between.
A low moan fills the room, but I can't tell if it's mine or William's.
Lucas's ass clenches, and his cock pumps, until his entire length is buried inside William.
Lucas pulls back and then thrusts again, pumping his cock in and out, filling the room with the sound of smacking skin and men grunting.
Air rasps from my lungs, reminding me to breathe, but it isn't oxygen I crave.
Desire consumes me, leading my fingers to the wetness between my thighs.
The heel of my palm grazes my sensitive bud as I swirl two fingers around my entrance and push.
Lucas's thrusts falter as he watches my hand grinding against my clit.
His hips start a new rhythm in time with my jerky movements.
A shudder rips through me. The arousal thrumming in my veins is acute and building to an intensity I can't resist.
Lucas's movements become frantic, and William's cock bursts inside his fist, thick cream spurting upward, dirtying his stomach and dripping down his hand.
Lucas's hips smack into William, once, twice, and he shudders. His low moan and the friction of my fingers send me over the edge.
I catch my breath as Lucas drapes himself over William's back, kissing a path to his neck and meeting William's mouth.
The kiss is tender and intimate and hits me in the chest with a desperate longing I can't ignore.
I want to kiss Lucas.
CHAPTER5
The thought of kissing Lucas terrifies me as much as it thrills me.
It’s a mistake.
Kissing him will make it harder to walk away.
Lucas grips my waist and tugs me toward him. My fingers thread through his soft curls, thick and damp with sweat.
He looks at me with a tenderness that makes my heart tug in all the wrong ways.
Two hands slide over my shoulders, cupping my swollen breast.
William.
How did I forget about him so fast?