Page 27 of Burning Up

“Did we inspire you?” Matt asked, smiling now and looking less concerned.

“I didn’t feel like sitting home alone tonight.”

Toby caressed his arm. “We didn’t want you sitting alone at the bar either.”

“I doubt he’d have been alone for long,” Matt insisted.

Toby rolled his eyes. “That’s why I had to grab him quick.”

Bryce laughed. “Are you laying claim to me?”

Toby grinned. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”

Bryce should have been bothered by that, but he wasn’t. He was thrilled, his body buzzing. He wanted to take them home right then.

The DJ started a new song, and Matt grabbed Toby’s arm. “Come on. This is your favorite.”

“Join us?” Toby asked.

Bryce shook his head. “I’m more of a watcher.”

“Then we’ll have to give you a good show.”

Despite Toby’s comment, Bryce expected them to melt into the crowd. Instead, Matt grabbed Toby and pulled him in tight as they began to swing their hips.

Bryce’s cock responded immediately. They looked just as hot as they had in his fantasy. Matt held Toby’s hips tight as they moved against each other. Toby dropped his head back and shimmied against Matt, his body slithering in a way that shouldn’t be humanly possible. Other men moved around them, against them. Toby and Matt flirted and touched, but they also remained pressed together, never seeming truly interested in anyone else.

To make his fantasy come true, all Bryce had to do was cross the space between the table and the dance floor. If he joined them, they were his. He could take them home and do everything he wanted to them. Well, maybe not everything. He couldn’t possibly accomplish that in one night.

But fear kept him rooted in place, alternately watching them and trying to distract himself by appreciating the men around them. A lithe man with long dark hair took hold of Toby from behind, rubbing up on him. Toby relaxed against him, laying his head back on the man’s shoulder. Matt leaned in and kissed Toby’s neck. Bryce could easily imagine him swiping his tongue across Toby’s sweaty skin.

The dark-haired man wrapped his arms around Toby’s waist, but Matt yanked Toby back against him and the man flitted off. A tall, muscular man who’d removed his shirt to show off his chiseled chest began grinding up on Matt. The stranger’s ass was perfection in leather pants. His movements were fluid as he closed his eyes and worked his body in a way that said he knew exactly how to give his whole self over to sensual endeavors. He was just the type Bryce usually went for. A few seconds later, the man moved away from Matt and Toby and headed toward the bar. Bryce considered pursuing him. He’d be a good distraction and be much safer than Toby and Matt, but Toby had claimed Bryce and it was a bond he seemed incapable of breaking.

When he glanced back at Matt and Toby, they were headed toward him. As they worked their way to the table, Toby pulled his shirt off, and Matt did the same. The sight of their sweat-slick chests made Bryce forget all about Mr. Perfect Ass.

“Entertaining enough?”

Bryce grinned. “Very. Especially the guy that just walked away.”

Toby stuck his lower lip out in a pout, but Matt looked in the direction the guy had gone. He leaned in close to Bryce, no longer seeming shy like he often did. Dancing had made him bold, or else the pulse of sex in the air was affecting him as surely as it affected Bryce. “From the feel of it, his cock could do a hell of a lot of entertaining.”

Bryce chuckled. “His ass would look damn fine with my cock in it.”

Toby gasped and pretended to be shocked.

“You could see the goods a lot better if you came out on the floor with us,” Matt pointed out.

“Feel them too,” Toby added.

He wanted to feel Matt and Toby’s goods, but some thread of sanity was holding him back.

Toby grinned at him, the look excessively cheeky. He cocked his head to the side and licked his lips. The glisten of sweat on his pale chest drew Bryce’s attention to his light pink nipples, which were hard and begging to be tasted.

“I dare you,” Toby said.

Oh fuck no. Bryce thumped his glass down on the table. He was halfway to the dance floor before he realized just how well he’d been played.

Matt laid a hand on his spine, encouraging him to keep moving. When they reached the edge of the crowd, Bryce took Matt’s hand and pulled him around to stand in front of Toby. “Dance with Toby like you were earlier. Hold him; show him how much you want him.”

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