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be getting what I wanted... him without clothes.
“Off.”
He chuckled but obeyed, flinging his shirt off over his head before reaching down to undo and remove his pants. I stood and stared, not having seen him undressed before. By the time I’d awoken this morning, he’d already left the bed that we’d shared and was dressed. But I remembered what all that skin felt like. The warmth, the smoothness of the skin on his muscular chest, the sleekness of the hair on his legs, it made my mouth water.
“Now you, my sweet pussy. Show me what all you’ve got.”
“Didn’t you see me earlier? At the club?”
He cradled my neck, stroking either side of my throat with his thumbs. “I watched you. And you were amazing. But this time, it will be for my eyes only.” He placed a soft kiss on my upturned nose.
While he continued to hold me, I slipped one button out of its hole. And then the next. And the next. The whole time I watched his face. Watched as his nostrils flared. Saw when his eyes turned molten and when desire and longing shared his face. And with each reaction, my confidence and need for him grew. My body heated. Each nerve ending tingled.
When each button hung free, he inhaled. A deep breath that had his chest expanding close to the size of Bae’s. “Beautiful.”
His hands smoothed their way over the skin of my shoulders, taking the shirt with them until I stood before him, confident and naked.
“Beautiful.”
And then he kissed me.
Instead of harshness and control, his kiss was soft and worshiping, like I was his goddess and he was paying homage. My knees went weak, but he threaded his fingers with mine, using his hold to keep me upright.
It became a dance between the two of us. A mixture of the tango and the waltz but only the best of both. Whereas my time with Bae and then Arin was hot and fast with need overriding everything else, this was slow and sensual, taking our time to explore each other. But the feelings each encounter provoked inside me were the same. A feeling of being home. A place where I was free to be myself. A warmth I’d never experienced before filled my chest, growing stronger each time I was with any of the three.
We ended up on the bed with him hovering over me, trailing kisses over my chest, toying with each of my nipples as I writhed beneath him. And then he moved lower, tasting what Bae called my honey right from the source. “Ka-sim.” I wanted to stop him, to tell him I’d slept with both Bae and Arin earlier—something he’d be able to see and scent—but he didn’t react other than to dive in for more. My body arched off the bed as my head tilted back and my eyes rolled shut. “That feels soooo good.”
I threaded my fingers through his hair. His chest rumbled. The sound vibrated through me. “Oh my god, Kasim.”
And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, he added his fingers, sliding them in and out as his tongue flicked my clit. My muscles clenched as he brought me over the edge, leaving me breathless.
Kasim smacked his lips. “You taste so good. Now I understand why Bae loves honey so much.”
An exhausted chuckle that came from me had Kasim lifting a single eyebrow. His way of asking me to explain. Not having been in this situation before, I didn’t know the etiquette about talking to a lover about something said by another lover who also happened to be his teammate and brother. My hesitation must have shown on my face, as he said, “I’m fine with you having slept with them earlier. And in the morning or when we get the chance, we’ll all sit down and talk about all this. But from your hesitation, I’m assuming Bae said you tasted like honey.”
He climbed my body until his face was back over mine, filling my view. I could feel his cock nestling between my thighs. I wrapped my leg around his upper thigh, pulled on his arm, and rolled. Under normal circumstances, even with the training I’d received, I would never have been able to roll him, but he let me. I ended up on top, straddling him.
I grinned. “Now it’s you who’s in my clutches.”
He clasped his wrists together between us. “I’ve been in your clutches since that day you walked into the rock climbing gym and found us there. I just didn’t know it then.”
With an answer like that, I couldn’t do anything else but lean down and take his lips in a searing kiss. Heat exploded around us, as this kiss wasn’t like any of the ones we’d shared earlier. There was an edge to this one, a desperation. One climax from him wasn’t enough.
I held up his cock and hovered over it. I wanted to tease him, to lower myself just enough to take in his tip, but the stretch of him was too much. To hold off would tease me as much as him, and I couldn’t handle it. Instead, I dropped as far as I could, swallowing almost half his length in one go.
He brushed back strands of my hair that fell. “Careful, pussy. Take your time. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I lifted off and then dropped down again, working him deeper. To help, he rubbed my clit, adding more fluid and allowing him to slide in easier. When I finally sat on his groin, I moaned at the feeling of fullness. But it wasn’t just a fullness from his cock but also a fullness of the heart.
He placed his hands on my waist and helped to move me. Up. Down. Swivel. Repeat. The speed faster and faster with each pass. The tension built. A coil ready to be sprung.
He rounded his back, pulling his upper torso up off the bed to capture my mouth as one hand left