Chapter 14

“Think you’re ready?” The tip of his cock rested between Barnaby’s cheeks.

“Yes, fuck me.”

Those words in Barnaby’s sweet, raspy voice made him slightly insane. His fingers dug into Barnaby’s slim, pale hips as he drove inside. He drew in a breath, trying not to thrust too hard, too soon.

“Please,” Barnaby begged.

Nathan couldn’t resist that plea and he thrust in again and again, pumping Barnaby’s sweet ass hard and fast. Barnaby pushed back against him, riding him rough, digging his fingers in the sheets.

If anyone had told Nathan he’d be fucking Barnaby Lassiter into the mattress even yesterday he would have laughed in their face. But now here he was, his balls slapping, ramming the sweetest ass he’d ever taken.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” Barnaby moaned, his hand underneath him working his own cock with frantic strokes.