Chapter 18

“How gentle?” asked Shay, and Bradley could swear his voice had dropped some. He’d gotten off earlier, but Shay hadn’t, and he had to be at least as desperate as Bradley felt.

“I…” began Bradley, and then Shay had bent him onto the bed, kicked his legs apart. Bradley heard him with the lube, but when he tried to lean up, a hand pushed him back to the bed. Shay grabbed his wrist, pulled it behind his back, and he groaned. “Yes…”

When Bradley wriggled backward, searching for Shay, aching for him, he received a sharp spank for it. Then he felt Shay lining himself up, and he relaxed as much as possible, moaning into his blankets as Shay entered, slow first thrust. He pulled back and entered again, deeper this time. When Bradley moved his free hand to grab himself, Shay paused and pulled that around to his back, too. He held Bradley’s hands pinned behind his back, pulled Bradley’s ass to him by the hip, and sped his pace.