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Chapter One

Montgomery’s cock pressed against the massage table beneath him, hard and squished between his body and the cool sheets. The hands worked his shoulders like magic, rocking into the oiled-up muscles of his back as they kneaded out the knots that had built up there. Livio always had magic hands, and not just for massages either.

“How’s that, Mr. Booker?” Livio’s thick Italian accent made Montgomery squirm beneath his strong grasp.

“Good, but you know what would be better?” He threw a leer over his shoulder, his gaze pointedly staring at Livio’s tight white pants that left nothing for his imagination. Livio’s monster erection made Montgomery’s mouth water.

Livio grinned, his pretty brown eyes darkening in familiar lust. “Sir….”

Montgomery spread his legs, giving Livio a view of his asshole, already slicked up in anticipation of this moment. He always made sure he was lubricated and ready for him. “How about you give your client what he wants, Livio?”

Livio’s tongue swiped over his lips, then he grinned, wicked and lustful—just how Montgomery liked his smiles. He watched Livio shove off that loose button-up shirt and his tight white pants, leaving him completely naked for Montgomery’s greedy eyes.Yep.The cock was just as he remembered. Large and veiny, hard as a rock, and uncut, the head peeping out of his foreskin. It made Montgomery hot.

He crooked a finger toward him. “Come here, my favorite breeding stallion.”

Livio paused, eyes narrowed thoughtfully, as though he wasn’t quite sure what to make of Montgomery’s words. He was a handsome man with short black hair, a curved nose, and a square jaw with a five o-clock shadow. His shoulders made him seem big in the otherwise small room they used as a massage area, and his dark eyebrows dipped when he thought too deeply about something. Montgomery didn’t like his men to think too much.

“Fuck me,” he demanded with a glare.

Livio nodded and shifted closer. He lifted himself up on the table behind Montgomery in one smooth motion, and while it creaked, it remained steadfast. Montgomery made sure to buy top-quality furniture and that meant buying a massage table he could get screwed on.

He rested his head on his folded arms, glancing over his shoulder at Livio as the gorgeous fucker lined himself up with Montgomery’s asshole. Montgomery arched his back, raising his ass to give Livio easier access. His width burned as Livio shoved himself inside, not giving Montgomery a chance to get used to his size. Montgomery didn’t mind. He savored the sting of the stretch and groaned when Livio’s balls slapped against his ass. Pleasure shot through him, lighting up the nerves at the tips of his fingers and toes, and his balls tightened against his body.Yes. Just like that.

Livio rocked into him with the intensity of a porn star—Montgomery had been fucked by one of those a couple of times—and he stretched him to the limit with every thrust. His width outdid his length, and his skills had Montgomery on the verge of ecstasy quicker than a lot of men could. Livio held his hips tightly, fingernails marking Montgomery’s skin with crescent-shaped indents. Everything about this fuck hurt, but it felt amazing at the same time. He wanted more, hungered for it.

Montgomery reached behind and touched Livio’s hip, urging him on with groans of Livio’s name, begging him to thrust harder. Livio plastered his chest to Montgomery’s back, sliding against him with the aid of the massage oil. The sweet smell of the oil filtered through the room, flirting with Montgomery’s nose and nearly making him sneeze. He would have, if he hadn’t been so enraptured with being speared apart.

Montgomery could feel his release coming. The pressure was too much, and his balls drew tight to his body. He raised his ass, giving Livio more access as he reached beneath himself to grab his cock, tugging it as forcefully as Livio thrusted into him, and soon, it was all over. His cock jerked in his hand, his balls exploded, and cum splattered over the clean sheets beneath him. Livio stiffened, groaning into Montgomery’s ear while his hot cum coated Montgomery’s asshole.

Livio collapsed, languid and heavy. Montgomery rolled his eyes. He nudged Livio.

“Get the fuck off me.”

Livio startled, eyes widening, but he slipped out of Montgomery and off the table quickly. “I’m sorry I came in you, sir.”

Montgomery shoved himself up and turned to sit on his ass. He clenched his hole, feeling the cum cooling inside of him, and snorted. Grabbing his wallet from the side table near him, he snatched a wad of cash out and threw it at Livio’s oiled chest. The bills fluttered around him and littered the floor. “You’re not the first guy to come in me and you won’t be the last. Now take your money and get out.”

Livio grumbled something Montgomery didn’t care to hear as he scooped up the money from the floor. When he went to grab his clothing, Montgomery made a noise in his throat.

“I said to get out. Take your clothes and get dressed somewhere else.”

Livio glanced at him, eyebrows dipped. “Sir, I can’t—”

“You can because I told you to.” He smirked and gestured to the opening of the small room. “There’s the door. Go.”

The other man swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and there was an angry twitch in his jaw. He snatched up his clothes, hiding his spent cock with his pants, and sent Montgomery a glare before he exited the room.

Montgomery rolled his eyes.Drama queen. He slipped off the table and stretched, his muscles protesting at the recent workout, and headed for the door. Sliding outside into the midday sun, he threw his head back, eyes closed, and reveled in the heat against his face.

“Would you put some clothes on?”

Montgomery laughed and glanced at his cousin lounging on one of the foldout chairs beside the pool. He looked quite comfortable considering it wasn’t his house, but Chase knew when to take advantage of something.

The large pool glittered in the sunlight, but the reflected glare of it made Montgomery blink irritably. He walked toward Chase and grabbed Chase’s sunglasses off his face, slipping them on his own.

“This is my house, I can do what I want to.”

Chase blinked up at him then rolled his eyes. “Pretty sure this is your dad’s house.”