Page 230 of Affair


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It was clear that Ethan needed to be brought back to the safety of his world. When he had too much time to think, it damaged him, so now, it was about doing—not thinking.

Gene had told him brutally fast, and that was what he’d get. Later, he’d be gentle and soothing when he needed that too.

What wouldn’t he give to Ethan?

He’d give him his heart from his chest.

Grabbing his hips, his own erection bobbed. Gene wanted to be in him in the worst way.

With Ethan’s legs over his thighs, he grabbed his hands, and wound his belt around his wrists and the headboard.

Ethan whimpered as he was pinned down and he became the buffet that this man planned on feasting from to get them both off.

“How hard do you want it?” he asked.

He stared up into his eyes.

“Hard,” he begged. “Make me forget.”

Gene knew exactly what he wanted and needed.

Safety.

In that chaotic storm, there would be peace for Ethan.

Getting into position, there was no foreplay. There were no sweet words, and there was no teasing. Ethan needed this, and this was what he was getting.

A fucking.

It would clear his mind, and help him push back the demons so he could think again. It grounded him, and gave him his control back when he felt lost.

That was the least he could do for a man who gave him his heart.

Gene nudged him, and then roughly slid into his ass, claiming him with a fast, hard thrust of his hips.

God.

It felt so fucking good too.

Below him on the bed, Ethan bucked and screamed his name as that pleasure overwhelmed him.

He couldn’t even catch his breath because Gene began fucking him.

HARD.

He drove into him, claiming his ass, and reminding him that he was safe. In that moment, he was safely with Gene and forever would be.

Oh, and they were likely quite the sight.

His pants were on, his shirt was on, and his dick was buried in the man’s body.

“Fuck!” Ethan whispered, as Gene did just that. He fucked him like he deserved.

Like he wanted.

He was above him, and Ethan’s eyes were blurry with pleasure. His ass gripped him, begging for him to cum there.

Oh, and he would.