30 Chapter 30

“You’re…really…going to kill me here. God…don’t stop yet.”

“I won’t.” He couldn’t. The look on Bryce’s face made him throb in ways he’d never imagined were possible. His skin pulsed, his cock ached, but Charlie couldn’t look away from the bliss written across the other man’s features. If this brought him so much pleasure, what would fucking him for real do? Charlie only knew one thing. “You have to ride me.” He drove his hand in, burying the fingers to the knuckles and twisting. “You’re going to ride me so I can see everything this does to you.”

“Yes, yes. I will.” He reached for a condom that had been forgotten on the bed, his fingers closing around it after the second attempt. He tore into the foil with his teeth—a move that was already familiar to Charlie, but had been much more fluid the previous week. Now Bryce was shaking, and he paused and took a deep breath every time Charlie twisted his wrist. “Let me…get this on you…”