He’d had lovers who’d enjoyed themselves quite thoroughly, but this was something else.
“What did you do to me?” Reese asked, his voice hoarse.
David chuckled and nuzzled Reese’s jaw. “You okay?”
Reese nodded weakly, shifting in David’s lap. David winced. He’d been hard for so long he ached, but he wasn’t going to do anything about it until he was sure Reese was steady. It wasn’t going to be a long wait, if the way Reese’s hands trailed over his thighs, or the look in Mati’s eyes, was anything to go by.
He laid a hand on Reese’s stomach to still him and preserve his own sanity.
Mati’s eyes trailed over them both, clearly enjoying the view until her eyes widened at the midway point. “Uh…Reese?”
David and Reese peered down at whatever had captured Mati’s attention.
Holy shit. Reese was still mostly hard.
David was impressed.
Reese appeared to be confused. “Huh.”
David pushed his thumb up against Reese’s perineum again.
Reese’s cock jumped and filled out. David’s own cock ached in sympathy. Mati slipped her hand between her legs.
“Think you can come again?” David asked as he continued to stimulate Reese with his thumb.
“Yes,” Mati said.
David laughed. “I was asking Reese.”
Mati grinned.
Reese’s smile slid off his face as he stared down at his own dick like he’d never seen it before.
“I don’t—” He bit his lip and ran his hand along his shaft, shuddering and curling in on himself. “God...” he groaned. “Maybe? Yes. I think maybe yes. I need a minute to—”
David pressed up with his thumb. Reese hissed, pressing back.
“Get your shit together?” Mati suggested.
“I was going to sayregroup,” Reese gasped.
Mati grinned and reached for him. “I like it better when you swear. Come here.”
Reese carefully eased onto his knees, taking his weight off David’s lap. David ground the heel of his palm against his cock, cursing when it made it worse, not better. He felt like he’d been turned on for days.
He jumped when Reese touched his shoulder, all the air leaving his lungs in a rush when Reese’s long, cool fingers curled around his shaft.
Reese looked amazing, his hair a mess and cheeks glowing. He tugged on David’s cock, and David knew he wasn’t going to last, his balls drawing up and his spine going tight.
“What do you want?” he asked hoarsely.
“No, what doyouwant?” Reese countered.
David groaned. “At this point, you could probably get me to come just by looking at me the right way,” he admitted. “You, however, are going to take more work, I bet.” He ran his hand along Reese’s cock and felt it grow harder against his palm.
Reese squirmed and curled his long fingers around David’s wrist. “God,” he gasped, “not as much as you’d think.”
Mati pressed up against David’s side, smiling up at him. “How about you fuck me?”
