I’ll remember

I feel the heat of him against my cheek before I even register the motion. My hand moves on its own, fingers wrapping around the shaft, feeling the pulse of him against my palm. I don't stroke. I don't move. I just hold him there, letting the weight of him rest against my skin, the tip pressing into the soft flesh of my cheek.

The room is silent except for the music and Joe's snoring. I can feel the muscular guy's thighs tense around me, his breath hitching as I hold him steady. The dark-haired one leans forward on the sectional, eyes dark and hungry. The bachelor has set his beer down completely, hands gripping his knees.

"You feel that?" I murmur, my voice low and rough. I don't look away from the muscular guy's face. "That's what I've been thinking about all night. Every time I was on that pole, I kept wondering what it would feel like to have one of you this close."

I let my thumb trace a slow circle on the underside of his shaft, just barely, just enough to make him twitch. I still don't do more. I let the anticipation stretch, the tip of him warm and flushed against my cheek.

"Joe's out cold. He won't know." I glance over at the bachelor, then back at the muscular guy. "But I'll remember every second of this."

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