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“Jesus,” I pant, my dick and balls aching. “Can’t you just… call your friend and tell her you’ll be another hour?”
“Yeah. Tell her your boyfriends need to fuck you,” Nate hisses, pushing down on the bulge in his pants.
Sydney sits up, face red, eyes dark. She swallows hard. “Sorry, boys. When I’m back I’ll make it up to you.”
“Is that a promise?” I whisper and she smiles.
“Syd… You sure there isn’t something else?” Nate asks, sobering. “What are you hiding from us?”
I expect her to deny it, say she isn’t, but she doesn’t. “I’ll tell you after tonight. I promise.”
A look of unease passes between Nate and me. “Tell us what, Syd?”
But she’s already getting up. “I’ll be late. Heck, I’m late already.”
Nate is surging to his feet, golden eyes flashing. “If it’s anything dangerous, Syd—”
“No, it’s not, don’t worry.” She grins at us, gaze dancing with mischief. “I’ll be back before you know it, to play with you.”
Fuck… Playing with Sydney is one of my favorite things in the whole world, but leaving us with questions, worried, and with a raging hard-on is downright cruel.
This girl is out to kill us.
“She’ll be fine,” Nate says after the apartment door shuts and Sydney is gone. “She’s careful.”
“What the hell do you think this is all about?”
“Other than helping her bestie?” He stands there, arms folded over his chest, staring at the door. “Dunno. Think it has something to do with Kash?”
“At parties and bars?”
He shrugs. “No clue, man. Anyway, gonna rub one off and head to bed.”
Something about the way he says that has me staring after him. I mean, sure, we’ve kissed a couple of times, but we’ve never taken it to the next level, and I tell myself it’s not an invitation to watch, even less participate.
Still, I find myself getting up and following him to the bedroom, curious and horny and not sure what the fuck I’m doing.
But he’s not there. I hear the shower and push the door of the bathroom open.
He’s in the shower stall, water beating down on him, a hand braced on the tiled wall, the other around his dick. Head bowed forward, dark hair streaming with the water over his face, mouth open, he’s jerking off, like he said he would.
And I can’t look away. Maybe it’s the ache in my hard dick, the kiss he gave me earlier, the memory of Sydney rocking on top of me, her hard nipples under my palms.
Then again there’s always been this pull between Nate and me—a mixture of affection and fascination.
He turns his head slightly, quirks a crooked smirk at me. “Gonna watch or get in here?”
“Nate…”
“Suit yourself.” He’s jacking off harder now, big hand moving roughly over his dick. “We’re not cheating on Syd, man, if that’s your worry. We’re jerking off to thoughts of her.” He grunts, his cock twitching, his ass clenching. “Together.”
I wasn’t really worried about that. I’m more worried about wanting to get closer to Nate, touch him. It’s not the same as with Syd, but it’s something, it’s there, and it won’t leave me in peace.
Shucking off my sweats, I step under the spray with him. It’s a tight fit—but like his bed in the previous months, that’d never stop us.
He turns his head, so that his cat-like eyes are looking straight at me and that sexy smirk is back. “Just in time. I’m close.”
And hearing him say that does something to my insides. My balls tighten, my cock jumps and I groan, mimicking his pose, grabbing my dick and steadying myself with a hand on the wall.
