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“Yes,” Avery whispered.
“So, why are we here, Avery?”
“Because you’re gonna fuck me.”
“Where?” Ethan raised his left brow questioningly.
“In my parents’ bed,” Avery swallowed audibly.
“On?”
“On my father’s six hundred thread count sheets.”
“That’s right. What else? What else do you need, Avery?”
“I…” He trailed off, biting the inside of his cheek.
“Speak up.” Ethan raised his voice an octave, forcing the words out of Avery.
“I need you to make it hurt.”
“Okay. And…?”
“I want you to choke me while you fuck me into the mattress. Ineedyou to choke me.”
“Are you gonna scream, Avery? Are you gonna scream for mommy while I fuck your greedy, little hole on daddy’s sheets?”
“Yes, I’m gonna scream, but not for her,” Avery whispered, a stubborn look in his eyes.
“No, you won’t, will you? Because mommy won’t come, will she? She never fucking comes when you cry out for her, does she?” Ethan knew that he was probably reaching a limit here, but at the same time he knew that Avery needed the push.
“Never.”
“Who are you gonna scream for then, Avery? While I get your hole all nice and loose for my cock?” Ethan was starting to strip off Avery’s shirt, his smooth, tan chest raising and falling with anticipation.
“You. I’ll scream for you, Ethan.” The words came out immediately, Avery’s voice unwavering.
“You will?”
“Yes.” The word hung in the air between them, their lips barely meeting.
“And why’s that, Avery?”
Avery seemed to hesitate for just a moment until relief covered his beautiful face.
“Because you’ll always come when I call for you.”
Ethan nodded, wondering if that was true. Would he though? Would he always be there if Avery needed him? Roughly, he pulled down Avery’s jeans along with his cotton briefs in one smooth movement. Avery was rock-hard, his long, slender cock bouncing off his flat stomach as it sprung from the confinement of his jeans, an intoxicating wave of musk invading the air. Well, for now at least, he could pretend, couldn’t he? He could pretend for Avery because he needed him to.
“That’s right, baby. I will. Now get your ass on the fucking bed, Avery.”
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
Matty – Now
“SO, BOYS, HOW’Sthe house coming along? Sure does look nice after you got those new shutters up.” Mr. O’Neil—or Ray as he preferred to be called—had been stopping by at least once a week to lend a hand since they purchased the house a few months ago.
He and Austin were close—had been ever since Austin’s mom had left Ray hanging with a toddler almost eighteen years ago. Matty had finally asked Austin about it a few weeks before they’d moved in together, and Austin had told him the true story of his mom abandoning him. That he didn’t really remember her and that was the worst part. She was a faceless person. Sure, there were pictures from when he was a baby, but who knew what she looked like today? She could be anyone basically.
