Chapter 18

“Yes, oh Lord, yes,” Justin gasped.

“I’d nearly forgotten you like it rough,” Brad said with a little chuckle.

“Uh-huh. With you. Only with you.” Justin pushed back, urging him to get rougher still.

Beyond words now, Brad slammed into Justin again and again. The sounds of their moans, heavy breathing,and the slapping of his balls against Justin’s pale ass filled the room.

Justin dug his fingers in the sheets, burying his face against the mattress. He grabbed the nearest pillow and bit down, screaming hoarsely as he came.

It took every ounce of control Brad had not to give in to his own orgasm. But he wanted their fuck to last. Wanted to take Justin to new heights. Heights he’d never get with anyone else. Only Brad.

Brad withdrew, briefly grinning over the slight whimpering noise coming from Justin. He turned over on his back and pulled Justin across his lap, straddling him.

“Lower yourself on my cock,” he said.