Chapter 17

Sweat greased the friction between his back and Nick’s taut stomach, coating Nick’s thighs as well so that it added a slight sting to each slap of their bodies. When he slipped once, Nick readjusted the position of his knees, and the new angle drove his long cock right along Jay’s prostate.

“Yes…like that…fuck…like that…”

Nick must have listened to his gasped pleas, because he slammed into the same spot again and again, with enough force to make stars erupt behind Jay’s eyes. Each bright flash of color brought him closer to his peak, and his wrist moved faster and faster.

Raking his teeth over Jay’s nape, Nick wound the chain around his hand, pulling more roughly on the clamps. “Going to…fuck…” he panted. Driving hard into Jay’s ass, his entire body went rigid, arms stiffening, jaw clamping into tense sinew. A shout ripped from his throat, reverberating through Jay, as Nick’s cock jerked inside him, blasting again and again, his orgasm locking his muscles.