Surrender to Temptation Part IV: Tempted to Entice Read Online Free Page A

you to watch one more. Then I’ll take you home and fuck you.”
    “Christ.” I muttered the word to myself as I dragged my attention back to the stage. What I wanted to do was to unzip Zach’s pants, to free his cock, and climb astride him then and there.
    At the same time I realized the feelings he could bring out in me were so intense that they scared me a little. But they felt so right—
he
felt so right with me—as if I was discovering who the real Devon truly was the more time I spent with him.
    Taking Zach’s advice, I leaned against him and focused on the new scene unfolding below us. I didn’t want to analyze, didn’t want to think. I wanted to let sensation take me as far as I could go.
    When two men walked onto the stage, I caught my lower lip in my teeth. Was this going to be a ménage scene? Was a woman joining them, and they would take turns with her?
    Anticipation had the muscles of my belly clenching tightly. I squirmed in my seat, and Zach took my hand and placed it flat on the top of his thigh. I traced patterns over the hard muscles with my fingers, and imagined doing it with my tongue.
    The two men on stage were both large and in incredible shape. The rippled muscles that were displayed in the naked chests and arms above their faded denim told me that they were both involved in some sort of physical labor. One was blond and looked like he would be at home riding the waves. The other had hair buzzed short and a tattoo of undulating red flames that wrapped around his tanned skin from his back to his torso.
    Both men were attractive enough to have me clenching my thighs together in defense against the heat. But when they turned to one another, and the one drew the other in for a hot, openmouthed kiss I became unglued.
    “Zach.” The passion was unfolding on stage between this couple far more quickly than it had with the first pair. The man with the buzz cut was tugging at the zipper of the blond’s jeans even as he caught the other man’s lower lip between his teeth and tugged. The blond cupped the other’s ass in his hands and squeezed the hard planes over and over again. “Zach, are you okay with this?”
    “I’m more than okay with it.” One glance told me that Zach was as aroused as I was, riveted to the action on stage as the blond man’s pants hit the floor. The man with the buzz cut drew a small tube from his pocket. After unscrewing the lid he squirted a thick amount of clear liquid onto his hands and the blond man’s bare ass.
    “Holy shit.” I was ready to climb the walls. I had never fantasized about two men having sex before, had never even considered that it might be a turn-on. But watching as it played out before my eyes, and knowing that Zach was finding it as arousing as I was, made need crawl beneath my skin.
    I couldn’t believe that Zach was as into it as I was. He had never displayed any bisexual tendencies, at least not to me, but I could hear his heavy breathing as he watched the male couple beginning to make love.
    Turning, he caught my questioning gaze and smiled, the expression wicked.
    “I’m not interested in sex with a man, Devon.” I relaxed a bit, though I hadn’t realized that I was tense. It was stressful enough knowing that Zach could have any beautiful woman he wanted. If he were open to both sexes, I just might lose my mind.
    Zach continued, placing his arm over my shoulder and covering one of my breasts with his large hand. Sliding his hand inside the low neckline of my blouse, he began to toy with my nipple, and I felt an answering tug all the way to my womb.
    “Just because I don’t want to have sex with a man doesn’t mean that I don’t find watching this arousing as hell.” Even as I pushed into the hand caressing my breast, I looked over and met his eyes. He was looking at me as if waiting for me to be upset or disgusted. I couldn’t imagine feeling either emotion, not at that moment. “Ever heard of Alfred Kinsey and his scale?”
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