Page 117 of Bound By Her

Grabbing the back of Seth’s head, Bryson stood.

Seth’s mouth stretched to accommodate the change in position, the wet heat of his tongue pressing againsthim. Bryson held him steady, fingers gripping hard into his skin.

Fucking his mouth relentlessly. Bryson wasn’t sure who he was reminding, Seth or himself.

His rhythm was brutal.

Punishing.

Seth choked, the vibrations sending a wicked shockwave through Bryson’s body. Tears spilled from Seth’s blue eyes, glassy and dazed, staring up at him.

Bryson growled, his body trembling, pleasure twisting so tight it was painful.

A sharp, blinding snap of release and Bryson’s muscles locked. A raw, guttural sound tore from his throat as hot cum spilled down Seth’s throat.

Seth swallowed, taking all of him, breath ragged as Bryson finally let go.

Fuck.

His grip loosened, and Bryson staggered back, his heart pounding.

Seth had a dazed look in his eyes, and Bryson laid him down on the mattress. Releasing his ankles, he removed the ginger root, pushing him further onto the bed.

He knelt down between Seth’s legs and said, “Look at me.”

Seth’s eyes were barely in focus, but he lifted his chin to make eye contact.

“I’m sorry,” Bryson said, with Seth’s eyes on him, “I shouldn’t have shut you or Kaydon out.”

Bryson moved his tongue along Seth’s tender tip, before expertly sucking and running his mouth along the length of him. Moving the shaft along the roof of his mouth, Bryson swallowed Seth’s cock into the back of his throat.

Bryson didn’t suck dick often, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t.

Didn’t mean he wasn’t fucking good at it.

His tongue worked in slow, devilish strokes, teasing, coaxing, pushing Seth closer to the edge.

A few more passes, deliberately wicked, deliberately cruel. He pulled away, his lips swollen, his breath hot against Seth’s skin.

Seth’s head lulled back, eyes rolling white, body shaking beneath him.

“That’s my good boy,” Bryson murmured, voice smooth, laced with satisfaction.

His hand ran along Seth’s trembling thigh. “Come for me, Killer.”

He took Seth back into his mouth, and that was it.

A few desperate thrusts and Seth was moaning, body twitching, and unraveling beneath him. Bryson swallowed him down, taking everything. Seth shuddered, wrecked and spent, drenched in sweat.

Bryson crawled up the bed, gripping Seth’s boneless, blissed-out form and pulled him in close.

Their bodies fit together perfectly, heat radiating between them. Bryson’s thumb brushed over Seth’s cheek, wiping away the last remnants of wetness.

“I’m sorry, Killer.” His voice was raw, honest. “I didn’t tell you or Kaydon how I was feeling. I was trying to do everything by myself.”

He tightened his grip, grounding himself in Seth’s warmth. “I forgot that we’re a team.”

Seth made a sleepy, content sound, his head lolling slightly to the side.

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