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“Shut up. I know how to bottom. Just letting my hole adjust to your… rather large… piece.”

Sensing the annoyance in Levi’s voice, Chase decided it was better for his health if he stopped trying to be helpful and let the little sex demon swallow his dick with his ass at his own pace. He would offer words of encouragement if the boy asked.

Deliciously warm heat surrounded the length of Chase’s shaft as Levi’s ass finally sank down to Chase’s upper thighs.

Slowly, he began rocking his ass back and forth, working the thickness of Chase’s shaft deeper into his body.

Chase gripped the furry material that bound his wrists and let the pleasure of Levi’s tight hole overtake his body.

Fuck, the boy’s ass felt amazing.

After a few moments, Levi’s hips started moving faster and faster. He placed his hands on Chase's chest, then began riding his cock with purpose.

He watched as Levi’s eyes rolled back in his head in pure ecstasy. Moaning, Levi squeezed his ass cheeks together, causing Chase to let out a moan of his own.

“Fuck, Levi, your ass feels so good,” Chase huffed, body spasming with every jolt of pleasure flowing through it.

He wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around Levi and throw him onto the bed before burying his cock, balls deep, into that tight pink hole of his. He couldn’t wait to pound into Levi without mercy—make him scream out in pain until he came undone in his arms. He couldn’t wait to see that blissed-out, post-sex look on Levi’s face telling him that he had never been dicked so good in his life.

Having his hands tied was driving him nuts. He liked being in control. He needed to assert his manhood over this boy and show him just what he was…

“Oh, fuck!” Chase growled, his orgasm catching him off guard.

He thrust his hips upward as Levi continued to ride his dick without mercy. The world around him went fuzzy as flashes of light and sounds he had never heard before emerged from his mouth. He threw his head back in ecstasy and shot his load deep into the condom.

As Chase continued to shoot his load, he felt Levi’s ass clench around his dick. The next thing he knew, streams of warm cum were shooting out of Levi’s untouched dick as the boy continued to ride Chase’s cock like his life depended on it.

“Ho… ly… shit,” Levi gasped, collapsing down onto the sticky white mess between them once he had finished riding out his orgasm.

Panting, they lay there—Chase with his arms above his head, Levi with his face resting against the top of Chase’s chest.

“Holy… shit,” Levi panted.

“You’re telling me. That’s one magical ass you got right there.”

Levi chuckled.

The vibrations against his chest made Chase smile.

“That’s one fantastic dick you got there,” Levi huffed.

Without moving his body, Levi wrapped his arms around Chase’s sides and just relaxed into him. Chase wished he could wrap his arms around his little sex demon, but unfortunately, his hands were tied.

“I’d give your ass a nice thank you squeeze, but my hands are a little tied up at the moment,” Chase joked.

Chuckling, Levi reached up and untied the rope. He refused to lift his head from its place on Chase’s chest while he did it. Chase didn’t mind one bit. His chest was where Levi’s head belonged.

They lay on the floor, wrapped in each other’s arms, until the sun came up over the horizon. The sky was filled with oranges and reds, and a hint of purple way off in the distance.

If Chase died at this very moment, he would die a happy man.

16

CHASE

Chase was right. Given the level of mistrust his boss felt, Marc refused to meet in person at Matteo’s château. After a few heated phone calls and some not-so-very-nice exchanges of words, Marc and Matteo finally decided to reach out to Ares—a mutual friend of theirs—who agreed to provide a safe and neutral meeting location.

Ares was a European gun trafficker who had extensive relationships with the criminal underworld around the globe. The man was well-known and well-connected, having worked in the industry for close to thirty years. His reputation was undeniable. People could trust the quality of products he provided, and his shipments were always discreet and delivered within the agreed-upon time period. As any seasoned criminal will attest, timelines and delivery methods need to be adjusted occasionally in order to remain undetected and to ensure secrets are kept. Ares always made sure that whenever there was an adjustment that needed to be made, these updated timelines were communicated and agreed upon by those involved. A man was only as good as his reputation.

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