Chapter 59

“It’sssssnot….”

Ethan sounded delirious but Rich still didn’t want to know what he struggled to say. He swung a leg over Ethan’s hips and rubbed the head of the man’s cock where he wanted penetrating. Ethan met his stare, gaze bright.

For a second, Rich hesitated. Did Ethan want this? God, yes. Whatever the man’s complaint, it wasn’t about this. It didn’t involve Rich easing down, sinking, taking Ethan’s cock into him.

Despite wanting this, initiating this, controlling everything, the shock and delight of the stretch parted his lips, drew cool air down his throat, yet left him breathless. Hands gripped his hips this time, helped steady him.

“Go slow,” Ethan said, not as Rich thought he needed telling.