Page 71 of His Stepdad Wears Leather

“You’re tying me up?”

“Only your feet,” Brody answered before dragging Noah’s second ankle into place. He lowered his stare to Noah—who seemed mesmerized by what he was doing.

Noah’s lids lowered, giving him a sultry, wanton look.

“You won’t deny me again.”

“I didn’t deny you anything,” Noah murmured. “All I did was make it last longer.”

Brody grabbed the back of his head and stole another kiss. He knew all they had was that night. Onelastnight.

Keep lying to yourself.

Once bound, he urged Noah on his back before hooking the center ring of the bar up on the headboard—and over Noah’s head. His boy was nearly folded in two. Ass in the air, Noah was completely open to him. He ran his hands over all that bare, pink skin. It was his. All his. “That’s how I like it. Open to me. You can’t run now.”

Noah watched him closely as he panted slightly. His boy’s cock still stood at attention, residual cum clinging to the tip. He writhed against the restraints, whimpering with need as he watched Brody, following every move with his eyes. Waiting for the next caress with breathless anticipation.

No doubt about it, his boy was turned on. That only added to Brody’s thrill.

“This is how I planned to prep you for my fist,” he murmured without filter. He realized he shouldn’t say it, but the words fell from his lips. “Bound to my bed… slowly open you wider with a bigger and bigger plug until your hole was ready for my whole hand.”

Noah groaned and tugged against the restraints.

“Too bad we’ll never get there,” Brody muttered.

“Wecan, daddy,” Noah whimpered.

“No… tonight’s the final chapter in our… relationship. If it ever was that. An extended one-night stand?That’smore like it.”

“It was more than that, and you know it.”

“Regardless, wecan’tcontinue. Not after tonight.” He climbed onto the bed and reached for one of the foil packets.

“No… I want you bare,” Noah whispered

Brody shook his head. He didn’t go in bare… but bare had beensogood moments before.

“We just fucked without one,” Noah murmured.

Brody never had sex without latex. Never. Yet he’d already let Noah slide down his unsheathed shaft once. And it had feltsofucking good. His clouded mind wasn’t being logical—he tossed the foil packet and lubed his cock again. He coated Noah’s ass well, all while stretching the hole in preparation for what came next. His boy keened as he massaged the gel into his body, struggling against the bonds.

“Please,daddy.”

Brody winced, the word painful. He closed his eyes a second before he pressed the head of his cock against Noah’s hole. Unhurriedly, he slid back home, inch by delicious inch. Noah moaned as he was filled, crying Brody’s name … before slipping in anotherdaddyto make it sting all the more.

Impaled on his cock, Noah was a thing of beauty.

Brody knelt there a moment observing the way their bodies perfectly fit together. Brody trailed a hand over the back of Noah’s thighs… his pink, marked bottom… and back to his stiff cock. He stroked the length and was rewarded with a few more delicious cries of pleasure.

Noah pulled off his length, what little he could, before pressing back down on Brody’s cock. His boy thought to take what he hadn’t yet earned. Brody gripped Noah’s hips, forcing his boy to be still.

“Please… daddy. Fuck me…”

Brody closed his eyes to Noah’s begging, recognizing he was on the edge. Once he gathered a tiny bit of control, he moved. Slowly, he rolled his hips, drawing out and back inside his boy a mere inch or two. He fucked Noah leisurely, basking in the tight sensation. Noah yielded to him gradually—blossoming around him—and only then did he increase his pace. The feel of his boy’s tight hold on his cock had always been good. Now, it was somehow better.

Forbidden fruit was always sweeter.

His control snapped. Brody hammered into his boy’s ravening body, buffeted by Noah’s strangled groans and cries for more.

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