He snorted. “How many people do you need for an orgy? Because there’s four of us.”
Wait. Did he mean . . .did they all plan to sleep with her together? Aleki and Caleb had gotten her off together but she guessed she hadn’t thought about all of them having sex together.
Holy. Hell.
“You’re sure about this?” he asked. “I can go in the shower.”
“I’m sure,” she whispered.
Dear. Lord. Please. Help.
She’d lost her mind. She was sure of it. Funny, she’d never thought of herself as some sort of voyeur, but the idea of watching him jack off made her heart race. She’d never seen anyone do that. Not in real life. She’d never even watched porn, being too scared someone would find out.
Seemed her life was sadly lacking.
He looked down at his crotch. “He likes the idea of you watching.”
She shook her head, with a laugh. Only Wolfe would treat his cock as though it had a mind of its own. Pushing the blanket back, he dragged down his pants, revealing his cock.
Okay, so he hadn’t been exaggerating before. It really was a beast. Long and thick. Gorgeous.
“Too much?” he asked, watching her closely. “When I watched porn, it didn’t seem out of place size-wise, but then Caleb told me that porn wasn’t a good way for me to judge things. Or learn about sex.”
“That’s why you watched it? To learn about sex?”
“Yep. Apparently, it’s meant to be arousing, but I never got turned on.”
“You didn’t?”
Wolfe shook his head. “Like I told you, this is new for me. The only thing to ever really turn me on is you.”
Holy. Shit.
She’d kind of thought he was exaggerating or joking. Then again, this was Wolfe. So she should have known better, right? He didn’t really joke. He didn’t lie.
He meant what he said. She turned him on.
Wolfe took off his pajama top, folding it neatly and setting it aside with his pants and boxers. He was now naked. And damn, he was gorgeous. He grabbed the lube, squirting some out. Then he half-reclined against the headboard.
She sat up so she could watch him. She didn’t want to miss even a second of this.
He took hold of his cock, running his hand slowly up and down it. “You know, there’s something you can do to help.”
“What’s that?” she asked, feeling breathless. Turned on.
“Take off the shirt. Show me your body.”
Well, she guessed that was only fair since he was lying here naked in front of her, touching himself.
She carefully pulled off the T-shirt. His gaze ate her up, as though he was starving and she was a banquet of the finest food he’d ever seen.
“Touch your nipple,” he commanded. “Squeeze it.”
Wolfe continued to move his hand slowly up and down his shaft. “I’m trying to go slow, but fuck, you’re so damn gorgeous.”
“I’m not the gorgeous one,” she told him. “I’m too thin and bony. You’re perfection.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Are you searching for a compliment or a spanking? Because I can do both.”