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Enzo made a sound like a strangled whimper, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. "I... yeah. I did."
Gemma’s smile turned wicked. "Well, here's your chance. If you want to try sucking your first cock, I don't think you'll find a more willing volunteer."
The words hit me like a physical blow, sending heat rushing through my veins so fast it made me dizzy. My cock throbbed against the towel, demanding attention, and I had to grip the edge of the dresser to keep from swaying.
Gemma's eyes sparkled with mischief and wine and something darker, hungrier. "What do you say, Brian? Would you like Enzo to take care of your… problem?"
I looked at Enzo, my heart hammering against my ribs. His face was flushed, his breathing uneven, but his eyes... his eyes were full of want and curiosity and a desperate need that mirrored my own.
"Enzo, is she right? Do you want to...?"
He didn't answer with words. Instead, he stepped forward, his movements slow and deliberate, like he was in a trance. His knees hit the carpet with a soft thud, and he looked up at me with those dark eyes, waiting.
Like a fucking offering.
I glanced towards Gemma, who had her arms folded over her chest, her eyes wide. She grinned at me. “This is alarmingly sexy,” she said. “And it feels slightly like revenge. Imagine what Jake would say.”
I laughed softly as I stepped closer to Enzo, reaching down and cupping the back of his head, stroking his curls out of his eyes. His breathing was coming fast, nervous, but he settled as I smoothed my hands over his cheeks and jaw.
“You can say no at any time.”
He grinned up at me, his usual cocky bravado surfacing again. “It’s okay if you want to admit you’ve been dying to throat fuck me with that big fucking dick for ages.”
I snorted. “If only to shut you up.”
His cheeky smile widened at the truth behind my admission. I sighed and stroked my thumbs down the ridge of his cheekbones, softening my voice.
“You’re beautiful, sweetheart. Of course I’ve thought about fucking you.”
His soft gasp told me all I needed to know.
Chapter 9
Enzo
The Amalthea
The carpet pressed into my knees through the fabric of my dress pants, but I ignored the discomfort. My entire world had narrowed to the sight of Brian standing before me, that white towel hanging low on his hips, his chest still gleaming with drops of water from the shower.
Christ, he was beautiful; all lean muscle and controlled strength, his cock creating an obvious tent in the terry cloth that made my mouth water with anticipation.
His hands came up to cup my face, thumbs tracing the line of my cheekbones with surprising gentleness. The touch sent shivers racing down my spine, and I found myself leaning into the contact like a cat seeking warmth.
"We're going to take our time."
His thumbs moved to my jaw, applying gentle pressure in small circles that made me realize how tense I'd been holding myself. The massage was unexpectedly intimate, more caring than I'd ever experienced with anyone else. Classic Brian, I supposed. Always so attentive.
"Relax. Let me show you what you need to know."
I tried to swallow, but my mouth had gone dry. My heart was hammering so hard I was sure both he and Gemma could hear it. This was really happening. After years of wondering, of fantasizing about what it would be like to touch another man, to taste him, I was going to find out.
"I've never..." I started, then stopped, feeling ridiculous. Of course I'd never. That was the whole fucking point.
Brian’s thumb traced my lower lip in a touch so light it was almost reverent. "I know. That's what makes this perfect. You're going to be trained in what I like."
The promise in his voice sent heat pooling low in my stomach. My dress shirt felt too tight, my pants uncomfortably restrictive as my cock hardened. I could feel Gemma's eyes on us, watching our every move, and the knowledge that she was seeing me like this—vulnerable, desperate, about to do something I'd never done before—only made everything more intense.
"First thing is that you're in control of the pace. Don't try to be a porn star right out of the gate. Just... explore. Learn what I feel like, what I taste like."
