Page 75 of Ravage

"Jesus!" I yelp, averting my eyes. "Sorry! I swear I heard you say come in."

I stare at the empty desk on the other side, realising this must be Imogen's desk. I wonder how many times she's sat behind that desk and watched this exact scenario herself.

Sebastian chuckles, seemingly unaffected by my appearance. He also barely sounds like he's affected by what the man is doing to his cock.

"I did say come in."

I flick my gaze towards them. "Um... Did you think I was someone else?"

I know I should look away again, but it's kind of hard. The feelings that I've been ignoring since the club night rush to the surface, and I can't seem to tear my gaze away from where the man, who I'm assuming is Dante, doesn't slow his movements.

"No, I knew it was you."

I bring my line-of-sight upwards to meet Sebastian's amused gaze. "Okay... I don't know what to do right now."

He chuckles again.

Seriously, this is so fucking weird.

But also... Very fucking hot.

"Dante was just getting me hard so I can fuck him and help him find release after spending several hours pleasuring a woman with his tongue only. So please, take a seat," he says, waving his hand towards the leather couch beneath the window. "I'll be with you soon."

I stare at the couch, then back at Sebastian. "Um... you want me to watch?"

He shrugs. "Or you can read a book?" He nods towards the wall of leather-bound books behind him, before smirking. "But I'm pretty sure you want to watch, don't you, Mr Collins?" His eyes flick downwards towards where my cock is hardening behind the fly of my jeans.

Ah fuck, the Mr Collins bullshit again. I'd forgotten about that.

I'm torn between doing what I know I should, which is going back into the hall and letting them finish and sitting here watching the show.

My expression must tell Sebastian everything he needs to know. "Dante loves an audience, and perhaps it will help you with the curiosity you've no doubt been battling since the club night. I could see the moment when you realised you were turned on just as much by the two men fucking in front of you as you were when Annika and Imogen played beside you."

This guy, who seems to be the master of control, his facial expression giving nothing away as Dante hollows his cheeks and takes his cock all the way into his mouth, is the most intriguing man I've ever met. From the minute I first met him, I was drawn to him, and now I know why. He is a master of control. He's alsopossibly the most attractive man I've ever seen, and I completely understand why Imogen loves his cock so much.

Deciding I might as well just go with this, I move to the couch and take a seat. Sebastian's eyes show his approval, and I'm surprised that I'm even more turned on, knowing that I've pleased him.

Dante moans around Sebastian's cock, sliding his hand beneath the band of his own sweatpants and jerking himself off.

Sebastian taps his head. "That's enough, Dante."

Dante pops off his cock, rising to his feet. He flicks me an appreciative smile and yanks his sweatpants off in record time.

"How should I take him, Mr Collins? Should I fuck him from behind as he bends over my desk? Or perhaps I should fuck him on the couch?"

I have no idea what to say to that, but the idea of controlling how this guy gets off makes me even harder, and both men glance at my crotch.

"Um... Over the desk?" I say, hoping that's the right answer.

Dante grins and bends forward, resting his cheek on the solid wood desk with his face turned towards me. Sebastian digs around the top drawer of his desk and produces a bottle of lube. He lets the thick, clear liquid drip down between Dante's arse cheeks, before sliding a finger inside the man, who closes his eyes with a moan.

I don't even notice when I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees as I watch what Sebastian is doing. All embarrassment and confusion have disappeared now, and I'm ready to acknowledge that I want to see this. That I want to know what it would feel like to be the one on the desk. To havethis manbe the one about to push that long, hard cock deep inside me.

When Peta and I had discussed bringing another guy into the bedroom, the focus had been on the two of us pleasuring Peta. Of her riding two cocks. But a small part of me had wondered what it would be like to have the attention of the second guy on myself...To feel what it was like to have a man's lips on my cock... I'd thought it was nothing more than curiosity, but now, sitting here... It's more than curiosity... Ineedto explore this side of myself.

Sebastian adds another finger, and I glance up to find him watching me closely.

"You're wondering how this feels, aren't you, Mr Collins?"

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