Page 145 of All the Broken Bones


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At some point in the night, the weights had to have fallen off, but the bruises were left behind. They would be there for a few days, a constant reminder that he was owned now.

“Oh, fuck,” Ethan whispered. “Killing me. I’m still so horny,” he admitted.

Oh, Gene knew.

How?

Well, he’d been in his position a few times in his life with some random daddy who wanted to use and abuse him for nothing but pleasure.

Sometimes, they were the best hookups.

Everyone got off, and you left far dirtier than when you arrived.

With his mouth, he licked and suckled on his nipples, making Ethan’s hips start to move, inadvertently.

When he bit one, the man came.

Spontaneously.

That always made Gene beyond happy when he could give Ethan so much pleasure that he didn’t even have to touch his dick.

“God, EJ. You’re the hottest fucking man I’ve ever seen in my life. I love you like this. I could live like this daily.”

He moaned.

“Yes, please,” he whispered.

When Ethan opened his eyes and turned his head, Gene wasn’t sure what he would say to him. Sometimes, there was buyer’s remorse, and they had really gone hard on this one.

So, he was anticipating some pullback out of panicking.

But he got none.

“I want to be this,” he said. “I know you like being a bottom more,” he began, but was stopped.

Yeah, that wasn’t happening.

Gene shut that shit down and for good reason too. There would be no remorse.

PERIOD.

No one would judge their relationship, and no one would make Ethan feel bad.

Certainly not him.

Gene loved every second of seeing Ethan enjoy his sexuality for a change.

He’d come a long way from that boat vacation where he told Gene he’d only fuck him, and that was it.

Clearly, someone saw the light.

“EJ, I like seeing you free and happy. That matters more than who’s on top or bottom. I like bossing you around. The idea of coming home from work, making you crawl on your knees so you can service me, and take your ass…that’s hot.”

Ethan’s eyes got glassy, and he must have been picturing it.

“We have tough jobs. Why can’t we just enjoy our downtime anyway we want?”

Yeah, he was absolutely right.