Page 89 of The Broker

When Jared got close to coming, they flipped once again, this time with Isaac taking the lead and face fucking Jared over the side of the bed.

Isaac slapped Jared’s face with his cock as he teased him and made him his bitch.

“Has someone been a bad boy? Do they need cock slaps to teach them a lesson?” Isaac asked, eyes never leaving Jared’s puffy lips.

Jared loved the way Isaac combined hard-core fucking with humor and games. That was Isaac’s spirit. Playful and sinful.

After the second time of them both coming their brains out, they decided to take a break by cuddling up together and taking a forty-five-minute snooze. To Jared’s great pleasure, he was awoken to the warm wetness of Isaac’s mouth working over his quickly hardening cock.

Thank God they were both in their twenties and had the stamina to keep up with each other.

They fucked and came, and kissed and came, and slept before finally deciding that their cocks needed rest for the night.

Having Isaac wrapped in his arms, Jared couldn’t help but smile. He had never met a man who could infuriate him and completely consume him, both at the same time. There was no doubt in his mind that his heart belonged to Isaac…completely. And he was perfectly happy with that.

There was no other person that he trusted more with his heart than the blue-haired pain in the ass, ball of energy currently curled up into the side of his body.

“I love you,” he whispered before gently kissing the top of Isaac’s sweaty hair.

“I love you, too, buttface.” Isaac’s voice was soft and muffled, no doubt halfway to dreamland.

Jared chuckled. This was how love stories were meant to end. Happy, cum drunk, and wrapped in each other’s arms.

EPILOGUE- ISAAC

One Year Later…

The warmth from the sun kissed Isaac’s skin as his body broke through the surface of the water. He took a moment to enjoy the heat as it shone down on his lightly tanned skin.

He was lucky that his skin was only slightly tanned. He had been reapplying sunscreen every hour, each day, trying to keep from burning under the hot tropical sun. Nobody wanted to see an exotic dancer with skin red as a tomato.

Isaac removed his snorkeling mask, then turned his face upward toward the sun. He let the excess water run off his skin as he enjoyed the heat against his skin.

Beside him, the water separated, and a sea of black hair emerged, splashing water against his face.

“Did you see the size of that turtle?” Levi asked, tearing off his mask and shaking his head like a dog.

Isaac chuckled.

“Yeah, that was pretty fucking awesome. Can’t believe the schools of fish just swimming all around us.” The viewunderwater was truly spectacular. The colors and the rhythmic motion of the sea plants. It was a whole world unto itself.

Then he thought about the one person missing this amazing experience.

“I can’t believe that Jared is afraid of open water. Is that even a thing? What a dink,” Isaac huffed, disappointed that his man decided not to join him.

When Isaac heard that Jared didn’t want to go snorkeling because he was afraid of open water, he teased him endlessly for it. How could a big, strong ex-army man be afraid of a few small fish and gorgeous turquoise water?

“It’s not the small fish that scare me. It’s the big-ass ones with sharp white teeth that do,” Jared had replied. “You go and be somegreat white’sbreakfast. I’d much rather just sit here on the beach, enjoying my piña colada with all of my fingers and toes.” Jared gave his little piggies a shake.

Isaac rolled his eyes. So dramatic. Sometimes, Jared could be so stubborn, especially if he didn’t want to do something. Like go snorkeling with him in the big bad ocean.

So, he and Levi decided to go snorkeling on their own. How could you come to Fiji for a vacation and not enjoy the underwater oasis? That was just criminal.

The two dropped off their equipment, then walked over to where the rest of their gang was busy suntanning or listening to music.

Matteo had booked this little vacation so that they could all spend some quality time together. He’d booked a luxury beachfront villa which had several small suites surrounding it. The suites were divided amongst couples and friends.

Isaac and Jared got their own suite, which they wasted no time breaking in as soon as they arrived. Several of the guys complained about the grunting and banging of headboards until all hours of the night. Jared’s solution was to buy all theguys their own bottle of rum and a set of earplugs for all their troubles. Matteo, of course, didn’t find the gesture funny. Although he did take the earplugs, and eventually, the bottle of rum did go missing.

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