Page 43 of Dirty Love

“Mine,” I tell him again, making him moan.

“Kade,” he says, and even though I know he’s confused as to what the fuck I’m doing, hearing my name on his lips only makes me crazier.

I pull his teeth down with my thumb and lick the inside of his mouth, needing to own him, enjoying the way he submits for me without having to be told.

“Good boy,” I whisper, shamelessly feeding that little praise kink of his, knowing it’ll make him do whatever I tell him to do. “You gonna choke on my dick?”

He drops to his knees and I smirk, pushing his hair back from his forehead so I can see his eyes while I use his throat. He swallows me whole and I groan, leaning one hand against the edge of the counter while I hold the top of his head with the other.

I was supposed to stop, goddamnit.

I know nothing good can come of this.

We’re brothers, for fuck’s sake.

It doesn’t matter that we don’t share the same blood when we’ve shared the same everything since we were three years old. The same house, the same parents, the same last name, the same fucking bath tub…

If anyone ever finds out about us, they’ll call us incest.

Disgusting.

Dirty fucking faggots.

The thought only makes me fuck him harder.

He gags on my cock and I grit my teeth, forcing myself not to come when I catch the black streaks dripping from his eyes. I pull him off of me and he gasps, lifting his sleeves to wipe the spit from his chin.

“Does that feel good?”

I open my mouth to tell him it feels better than fucking good, snapping it shut again when I realize he’s not just asking for the sake of it—he really wants to know.

Without warning, I fist his collar and pull him up to his feet, stealing another kiss from his wet mouth as I take him back to my room. I lie him down on the bed and kneel on the mattress between his legs, bunching his hoodie up to his collarbone to run my mouth over his nipples. I slide my tongue down over his flesh and circle his navel, then I move across to his hip bone to nip it with my teeth. Just as I knew he would, he bucks his ass up and I take full advantage, pulling his sweats and boxers down to his ankles in one quick move. I toss them away and take his cock in my hand, looking up at him while I lick his head, tasting the precum there. His eyes widen when he realizes what I’m doing and he curses, lifting himself up on his elbows to fist the sheet with both hands.

“Kade…” he warns, and I grin like a maniac, opening my mouth as wide as I can to wrap my lips around him.

He shouts something that doesn’t make sense and I suck without remorse, moving up and down, again and again, a little more each time until I’ve got him balls deep inside me. He’s not as big as I am, but having a dick wedged at the back of my throat still makes me gag, my head spinning at the lack of oxygen in my lungs. Mimicking what he does to me, I breathe through my nose and force myself to relax, laughing lightly when he thrashes around like he’s being tortured.

“Keep still,” I mumble around his cock, taking the backs of his knees to pin them to the bed either side of him.

Right then, his eyes roll back in his head and he shivers violently, his hands taking hold of my hair and pulling, hard enough to burn my motherfucking scalp.

“Kade.”

“What, Nicky?” I ask, not really expecting an answer considering he’s lost his damn mind, but then it hits me and I laugh some more. “You like it when I talk?”

He moans loudly and I take that as a yes, allowing him to make as much noise as he wants because the storm’s louder, anyway. The neighbors won’t hear him over that, and if they do… well, I’ll deal with them later.

“Put your feet flat on the bed and fuck my mouth,” I demand. “All the fucking way, baby.”

He makes that needy little sound I love and tightens his grip on my hair, looking a little dizzy, then he does what I told him to and rolls his hips out, fucking himself into my waiting throat. I gag again and hold myself up on my forearms, opening my mouth as wide as it’ll go, giving him free reign to take whatever he wants from me.

“God,” he rasps, leaning up to watch what he’s doing, pausing for a second to allow me to breathe.

His eyes hit mine and fuck me, I’ll suck his dick every day for the rest of my life if it makes him look at me like that, like I’m his god, the only fucking thing he can see.

“Does that feel good?” I taunt, pulling off of him to suck the tip into my mouth.

“Oh, shit—I mean, fuck. Yes. Yeah, it feels… fuck.”

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