Chapter 14

“Full, Jared,” Brandon murmured. “So full. You inside me. All the way. Love that. So full. Fuck me. Please, sir. Fuck me hard. Need it. I need it.”

His babbling was my cue. I pulled out slowly, then pounded back in, hard and swift. Brandon’s strangled-sounding moan was perfection, and I knew he wanted more. I set up a strong rhythm, and reveled in each grunt that escaped from Brandon’s lips. He was whining and wiggling, his fingers opening and closing, and occasionally gasping out a “more” or “fuck.”