“Fuck, baby, you feel so good.” My cock powered into him, his ass gripping me so damn tight, a slight sting traveled up the length of my dick. But I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t stop. Both of us needed this.
“Please, Rhett,” he begged. “Please come inside me.”
“Fuck, yes, yes, I’m gonna come so damn hard.”
Shane lifted to his hands and began meeting me thrust for thrust. The movements became harder and faster. We worked together, building up that pleasure, getting us both ready for that release.
Leaning over him, I cupped the side of his head and crushed my mouth to his. I swallowed his moans while he drank up my own.
“Come for me, baby,” he whispered.
“Fuck.” I shivered, a hard tingle racing up my spine, shooting through every inch of me. A loud shout left me, his name falling from my lips like a rough plea for more.
He grinned against my mouth, sucking my bottom lip between his teeth before biting down.
The sharp sting made me jump, a low growl leaving me.
Shane chuckled. “That was…”
“Fucking amazing,” I finished for him.
“It really was.” He licked along my lips, attempting to deepen the kiss but from his position, he didn’t have much control over that.
I grinned, sucking and nipping at his mouth.
My cock, still deep inside of him, began to swell once again.
“Holy shit.”
I stiffened at the new voice filling the room. My head snapped up.
Shane gasped.
Brady was standing in the doorway to my office. His eyes were wide, his mouth open like he just had the shock of his life. Which in this case, it probably was.
“I…I’m sorry.” He slammed the door closed.
Shit.
FIFTEEN
Shane
I did not wantBrady to find out this way. As much as it pained me to have him pissed off at me, there was also this sense of relief that he now knew about his father and me.
“Shane.”
My gaze flicked to Rhett’s as we both got dressed and fixed our wrinkled clothes as best we could.
“He’ll get over this,” he continued.
“But what if he doesn’t,” I threw at him. “What if I lose him?”
A dark shadow passed over Rhett’s face.
“Is this…” I took a deep breath. “Is this worth it?”
Rhett finished doing up his pants before making his way over to me. He cupped the back of my neck, tilting my head back and staring at me with a deep intensity in his eyes. “Sometimes we have to take risks, Shane. But this? What we’re doing? I’ve never felt anything like this. So yes, it’s worth it. It’s fucking worth all of it.”
