Slade
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“She wasn’t kidding when she said these boys are dirty and addictive,” Kayla breathes while grabbing my arm and pulling me against her. “Look beside Slade.” I pull my eyes away from Slade to see a very attractive guy with long dark hair, brushed behind his ears. “That sexual predator there is Hemy; totally f**kable and I want to be his prey. I can’t stop imagining him kissing another sexy guy now. Oh man, that would be so hot. I would pay good money to see that. I don’t know why, but it has me turned on right now.”
I focus my attention on Hemy in hopes it will distract me from Slade’s smooth, very wet body. It helps a little. Hemy is very sexy in the mysterious, dark way. His dark hair falls just above his shoulder and he has a beard, but not an overly long unattractive one. It’s just enough to scream that he’s a bad boy with dark secrets, much like Slade. His body is perfectly sculpted and he too is covered in random tattoos. Even his neck has tattoos. He definitely screams bad and dirty.
Kayla and I watch as he moves his hips up and down, grinding in some thick woman’s face. The woman keeps reaching out and scratching at his chest, causing Hemy to thrust her face away with his crotch. He’s wearing nothing but a pair of low hanging leather pants, just like Slade. These boys are definitely killing it with those pants. They don’t leave much up to the imagination since neither of them are wearing briefs underneath. I can tell from across the room. I don’t even want to check on Cale. This is too dirty and sexy.
“You like looking at Hemy,” a deep voice growls in my ear. “If he turns you on that much, I would let him watch as I f**k you. Maybe he could jerk off as you scream for me to let you come.”
Swallowing hard, I pull away from Slade and turn around to face him. There’s no humor in his eyes, just pure want and need. “Yeah. Maybe I do like watching Hemy.” For some reason, I want to tease him; see what kind of reaction I can get out of him. “I can’t stop imagining how hot it must be to see him kiss another sexy guy.” I lick my lips and smile over at Kayla as she lifts her eyebrows, probably wondering where I’m going with this. “It’s definitely got me turned on.”
Slade tilts his head while wiping his hands down the front of his wet body. He’s looking at me with a cocky grin that makes my legs go weak. “Does that make you wet?” He steps closer to me and without grabbing me, rubs his lip over my ear. “Does it make you think about . . . f**king?”
I nod my head and exhale. Holy hell, he smells so damn good. The sweat is only making it more tempting for me to run my tongue over his every muscle and taste him on my tongue. “Mmm . . . very much.”
He stands up straight, sucks in his bottom lip and then turns to Hemy. “Dude, get your f**king ass over here.”
Wait. What is he doing?
Hemy grabs his shirt and wipes it over his chest before running over to stand in front of us. He’s even sexier up close. Full lips with a piercing off to the side, amber eyes and a sexy smile. “What’s up?” He looks over at me and a dark look takes over his eyes. It’s a sexy, mysterious look that says he wants to ravish me. Maybe he really is into sex more than Slade. That’s hard to believe.
Slade notices me staring at Hemy and growls. “You better f**king enjoy this.” He looks to Hemy and gives him a hard look. “Don’t get any f**king ideas, man.”
Hemy nods his head confused. Hell, I’m confused.
Next thing I know, Slade steps up to Hemy, grips his hair and presses his lips against his. I watch as their lips move in sync with each other’s. Slade even makes sure to use his tongue a little just to give me a show.
Hot damn! This is so f**king sexy. Instant wetness.
Slade pulls away from the kiss and grabs for my hand. Before I know what he’s about to do with it, he presses it to Hemy’s rock hard dick. It feels so thick in my hand and I somehow forget how to breathe. “See what my tongue does to people?” He presses my hand harder against Hemy’s erection and starts moving it up and down his thin pants. That’s when I notice he must have a couple piercings down there as well. It makes my heart beat faster at the thought. “This is what I do to people,” he growls.
I pull my hand away while fighting to catch my breath. I am so turned on right now that I can barely stand it. I’m heated to the core and I feel that if my thighs rub together that I will have an orgasm right here in front of everyone.
That was sexier than I expected. Why did seeing Slade kiss another guy only make me want him more? Is it because I know he did it for me or because he wants to f**k me that bad? Crap, I was not expecting this.
Hemy looks at me and takes a step closer. I can’t help but to look down at his erection. I can’t believe that Slade put my hand on his dick. I’m so embarrassed and turned on at the same time.
Slade puts his arm across Hemy’s chest and stops him from getting any closer. “You can go now,” he growls.
Hemy gives me one last look, smirks and walks away.
I look Slade in the eyes as he places his hand behind my neck and yanks me to him. His other hand slithers down the front of my body and stops on the inside of my thigh. “I’m not even touching your pu**y and I can feel the wetness on your thighs.” He bites his bottom lip and leans into my ear. “Be ready for me to take care of this later.”
Then he turns and walks away. He seriously just walked away.
“Kayla,” I growl out as she smiles at me. “Don’t say a f**king word. I will strangle you right now.”
Kayla throws her arms up and backs away from me as she watches Hemy from across the room. “You’re so f**king lucky,” she breathes. “That was so damn hot.”
Yeah, lucky f**king me.
Both of the men have gone back to their screaming fans, giving us all a show. A dirty, erotic, breathtaking show.
Maybe coming here was a bad idea. Yeah. Definitely a bad idea.
Chapter Ten
Slade
The frustration is slowly building. It’s been four days since I’ve had sex and after watching Aspen give me heated looks from across the room, I decide it’s time to get her in on a little action; show her what I can do. I can’t take her shit anymore. This is a f**king record for me and I need to release this shit and f**king soon. She wants me and we both know it. I just need to prove that I know it.
I walk over to her and place my hands on her hips, running my hands up her curves as her friend watches me with a huge grin. Even her friend can see what my touch does to her. She’s eyeing us up, giving Aspen the nod; the one that says she’s about to sit back and watch; her own private show.
I focus my attention on Hemy in hopes it will distract me from Slade’s smooth, very wet body. It helps a little. Hemy is very sexy in the mysterious, dark way. His dark hair falls just above his shoulder and he has a beard, but not an overly long unattractive one. It’s just enough to scream that he’s a bad boy with dark secrets, much like Slade. His body is perfectly sculpted and he too is covered in random tattoos. Even his neck has tattoos. He definitely screams bad and dirty.
Kayla and I watch as he moves his hips up and down, grinding in some thick woman’s face. The woman keeps reaching out and scratching at his chest, causing Hemy to thrust her face away with his crotch. He’s wearing nothing but a pair of low hanging leather pants, just like Slade. These boys are definitely killing it with those pants. They don’t leave much up to the imagination since neither of them are wearing briefs underneath. I can tell from across the room. I don’t even want to check on Cale. This is too dirty and sexy.
“You like looking at Hemy,” a deep voice growls in my ear. “If he turns you on that much, I would let him watch as I f**k you. Maybe he could jerk off as you scream for me to let you come.”
Swallowing hard, I pull away from Slade and turn around to face him. There’s no humor in his eyes, just pure want and need. “Yeah. Maybe I do like watching Hemy.” For some reason, I want to tease him; see what kind of reaction I can get out of him. “I can’t stop imagining how hot it must be to see him kiss another sexy guy.” I lick my lips and smile over at Kayla as she lifts her eyebrows, probably wondering where I’m going with this. “It’s definitely got me turned on.”
Slade tilts his head while wiping his hands down the front of his wet body. He’s looking at me with a cocky grin that makes my legs go weak. “Does that make you wet?” He steps closer to me and without grabbing me, rubs his lip over my ear. “Does it make you think about . . . f**king?”
I nod my head and exhale. Holy hell, he smells so damn good. The sweat is only making it more tempting for me to run my tongue over his every muscle and taste him on my tongue. “Mmm . . . very much.”
He stands up straight, sucks in his bottom lip and then turns to Hemy. “Dude, get your f**king ass over here.”
Wait. What is he doing?
Hemy grabs his shirt and wipes it over his chest before running over to stand in front of us. He’s even sexier up close. Full lips with a piercing off to the side, amber eyes and a sexy smile. “What’s up?” He looks over at me and a dark look takes over his eyes. It’s a sexy, mysterious look that says he wants to ravish me. Maybe he really is into sex more than Slade. That’s hard to believe.
Slade notices me staring at Hemy and growls. “You better f**king enjoy this.” He looks to Hemy and gives him a hard look. “Don’t get any f**king ideas, man.”
Hemy nods his head confused. Hell, I’m confused.
Next thing I know, Slade steps up to Hemy, grips his hair and presses his lips against his. I watch as their lips move in sync with each other’s. Slade even makes sure to use his tongue a little just to give me a show.
Hot damn! This is so f**king sexy. Instant wetness.
Slade pulls away from the kiss and grabs for my hand. Before I know what he’s about to do with it, he presses it to Hemy’s rock hard dick. It feels so thick in my hand and I somehow forget how to breathe. “See what my tongue does to people?” He presses my hand harder against Hemy’s erection and starts moving it up and down his thin pants. That’s when I notice he must have a couple piercings down there as well. It makes my heart beat faster at the thought. “This is what I do to people,” he growls.
I pull my hand away while fighting to catch my breath. I am so turned on right now that I can barely stand it. I’m heated to the core and I feel that if my thighs rub together that I will have an orgasm right here in front of everyone.
That was sexier than I expected. Why did seeing Slade kiss another guy only make me want him more? Is it because I know he did it for me or because he wants to f**k me that bad? Crap, I was not expecting this.
Hemy looks at me and takes a step closer. I can’t help but to look down at his erection. I can’t believe that Slade put my hand on his dick. I’m so embarrassed and turned on at the same time.
Slade puts his arm across Hemy’s chest and stops him from getting any closer. “You can go now,” he growls.
Hemy gives me one last look, smirks and walks away.
I look Slade in the eyes as he places his hand behind my neck and yanks me to him. His other hand slithers down the front of my body and stops on the inside of my thigh. “I’m not even touching your pu**y and I can feel the wetness on your thighs.” He bites his bottom lip and leans into my ear. “Be ready for me to take care of this later.”
Then he turns and walks away. He seriously just walked away.
“Kayla,” I growl out as she smiles at me. “Don’t say a f**king word. I will strangle you right now.”
Kayla throws her arms up and backs away from me as she watches Hemy from across the room. “You’re so f**king lucky,” she breathes. “That was so damn hot.”
Yeah, lucky f**king me.
Both of the men have gone back to their screaming fans, giving us all a show. A dirty, erotic, breathtaking show.
Maybe coming here was a bad idea. Yeah. Definitely a bad idea.
Chapter Ten
Slade
The frustration is slowly building. It’s been four days since I’ve had sex and after watching Aspen give me heated looks from across the room, I decide it’s time to get her in on a little action; show her what I can do. I can’t take her shit anymore. This is a f**king record for me and I need to release this shit and f**king soon. She wants me and we both know it. I just need to prove that I know it.
I walk over to her and place my hands on her hips, running my hands up her curves as her friend watches me with a huge grin. Even her friend can see what my touch does to her. She’s eyeing us up, giving Aspen the nod; the one that says she’s about to sit back and watch; her own private show.
