Chapter Twenty-Four
Weston
“Aren’t you a handsome devil.” I ogled Brenner’s ass while he buttoned up his shirt. Our tuxedos were hanging in the closet, and I’d just come out of the shower. “You should wear a tux more often.” I smirked. “Or nothing at all.”
It was the night of Christine’s annual benefit, and Brenner and I were getting there early for a pre-party drink with her and her family.
“Yeah, sure. I’ll casually stroll into the office in formal attire.” He slung the bow tie around his neck.
“I wouldn’t mind.” I grabbed the tail of his dress shirt and tugged him close. “Although I do like you better naked.” I cupped his rapidly stiffening cock and smiled at his sharp inhale. My lips found the rapidly beating pulse at the base of his neck, and I sucked and bit the skin, loving the sound of his harsh breath and the jerk of his thickening dick against my thigh.
“Two can play this game, you know.” Brenner grasped my dick, but I pushed him away.
“This is no game. This is everything.” I sank to my knees and took him between my lips, the salty taste of his precome filling my mouth. His moans rose in the quiet, and those long fingers tangled in my hair as he fucked my mouth.
“West, God.”
I peered up to see his head flung back, mouth open and panting, that beautiful face flushed with passion. Jesus, he was gorgeous when he was lost in himself. Knowing it was me doing that to him, giving him pleasure, turned me on. I slid my fingers along the smooth skin under his balls to tease the crease of his ass.
“Mmhmm.” I sucked and licked up and down his shaft, using my hand to follow my mouth. “Those two words go perfectly together.” A gentle tug of his balls while tonguing his slit brought a cry of pleasure and another burst of precome in my mouth. I lapped at the wide crown and gave it one final kiss before getting to my feet.
“What the…? West,” Brenner whined. “Are you kidding? I was so damn close.”
“I want you in me. Now.”
A feral, hungry spark lit those bright-blue eyes. “Yeah.” He licked his lips and stroked himself. “Let’s do that.”
We moved to the bed, and I handed him the condom and lube. I ached for him. “Hurry. Fuck me.”
Brenner’s chuckle sent a shiver through me. “Not so fast. I’m going to make sure you feel me all night.”
“Promises, promises, uhhh,” I groaned as his lubed fingers breached me, thrusting in and out of my ass, teasing and taunting, and I rutted on the bed, craving friction on my erection. “Please, please,” I gasped. “Now.” I couldn’t remember ever being so desperate, so needy for someone. There’d never been anyone who’d changed me from the inside out.
The packet ripped, and a moment later the head of his dick nudged past my rim. Pleasure tore through me, and I backed into Brenner, my head spinning as his cock filled me, inch byglorious inch. He rested the heel of his hand against my spine as he glided, pushing into my willing passage.
“Oh yeah, you’re so perfect.” Brenner grunted as he thrust, and I held on to the headboard as he pumped hard and fast. “Fuck, West.”
“Oh God, yeah.” My nails dug into the headboard, and my ass throbbed, muscles clenching around the thick length plowing me. Brenner’s fingers grasped my hips, holding me steady. When he covered me, his heavy body pressing me down, he bit my shoulder and whispered, “You’re mine. All mine. Forever.”
Those words thrilled me, giving me life. My head spun, I couldn’t catch my breath, and my heart pounded. “Bren, Bren,” I called out, dimly hearing the splintering of wood.
“Mine,” he growled and gave one last, deep thrust, sending me tumbling into an orgasm so explosive, I screamed as my legs gave way and I collapsed. Brenner came, hot and hard, and fell on top of me, his heart beating fast and furious.
“Mmhmm. Yours.” I closed my eyes and sighed.
We lay like that for a few minutes, sharing gentle kisses. Brenner slipped out of me. “That was incredible. It’s always wild when I’m inside you.” He nudged my cheek with his nose. “But tonight I want you in me.”
“I’m not gonna say no—oh, shit.” I sat up in bed, narrowly missing smacking Brenner’s nose with my head. “Tonight. We’re supposed to be leaving for the benefit now.”
With an arched brow, Brenner stretched and swung his legs over the bed. “We need to shower again.”
“No time. The car will be here in five minutes. We’ll use a little extra cologne. No one will know.” I scrambled to the closet to get dressed.
Slipping my feet into my loafers, I checked my watch. “Only half an hour late.” I fixed Brenner’s collar to hide the red mark where I’d bitten him, and I reached for his hand. “Not too bad.”
“Oh, trust me. We’re going to hear about it.”
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