JAYCE BECKETT When I woke up this morning, Renato was sitting rigidly on the couch, directly across from the bed, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, legs locked in a tight cross, and eyes frozen in a distant stare. I left him there to shower, and when I returned, he remained statue-still in that exact same position. Unblinking. I walked out, leaving him there and assumed he was only lost in profound thought, and went to get dressed. Even as I rummaged through the closet, selecting an outfit with precision, he didn't utter a single word to me. Given we were good just the night before, I dismissed the nagging feeling that something was off with him, as I had my own share of bullshit to deal with after all.After I finished dressing, I grabbed my briefcase and double-checked to ensure everything was in order. As I turned to leave, Renato was still planted in the same spot, the only change in his demeanor being that he was now piercing me with an intense stare. "Hey," I said, h
RENATO MARINO Something is wrong with Jayce.Something is seriously wrong with him and I don't like it.This isn't right. "Please, don't stop!" His lean frame was wrapped around mine, arms and legs clinging tightly as he sobbed uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face. I knew this wasn't about sex. He wasn't crying because I was hurting him, that much was clear. It was something else.He was even crying earlier when I pulled out to change our position, so I knew this wasn't about sex."Shh, baby, it's okay," I whispered, enveloping his trembling form in a gentle embrace, my fingers tenderly weaving through the tangled mess of his hair. "I'll never stop, I promise." "Okay." His soft murmur was barely audible as he nodded, his damp locks brushing against my chest. As he buried his face deeper into the warmth of my chest, I could feel the weight of his vulnerability, and my grip tightened around him.I propped my elbows on the mattress, rolling my hips and driving right back in
JAYCE BECKETT "Renato!" I let out a harsh, whimpering cry as Renato slid the urethral sounding dilator penis stretcher toy in my cock, stretching me in a way I never thought was possible. "Shh! It's okay. You're going to enjoy it," he whispered, a sly smile spreading across his face like wildfire as he pressed his warm, massive hand against my chest, pushing me back onto the bed with a gentle yet firm authority. As if I could escape, cuffed to the headboard as I was, my wrists bound by the cold metal that seemed to gleam with anticipation. If I had known he'd rummage through my bag, I would have left the handcuffs at the office, but now I was at his mercy, trapped in this web of desire and submission. "That... it hurt." I cried out as he started thrusting the cold silver toy in and out of my urethra, pain coursing through me as I struggled to get away from the bed, but I knew that wasn't going to be possible. When Renato suggested we try something different, if only I ha
RENATO MARINO It was nothing short of a miracle I didn't crash into another car while navigating through the heavy traffic with this raging erection. The roads were congested, and my focus was compromised by the intense arousal. Jayce wasn't even making it easy for me either, he was rubbing his hard cock throughout the drive home. I knew he was only trying to calm himself down, but fuck, I just can't look away. I loved what he was doing with his hand. "I'll make him pay dearly for teasing me," I sneered, yanking into my driveway and screeching to a halt without bothering to park the car in the garage. "Fucking finally," Jayce growled, bursting out of the car and snatching his suitcase from the backseat. I was intrigued by the suitcase, which he'd packed with an air of secrecy. What could be so vital that he insisted on bringing it along, even when I'd offered to have his car delivered home later? The living room was deserted as we entered, the only sound the soft h
RENATO MARINO Four drinks later, and Jayce still hadn't arrived, leaving me to wonder how much longer I'd have to wait before his irresistible ass would finally make an appearance. I should've been heading home hours ago, but I was desperate to spend some quality time with him tonight. As I sat there, my gaze inevitably drifted to the stage, where two male strippers were performing a provocative dance, their bodies writhing in sensual sensation. My eyes locked onto one dancer in particular, clad in a skintight crop leather jacket that showcased every curve of his physique. The bulge in his thong was unmistakable, a tantalizing tease that would've left me breathless in the past. But now, as I watched the performance with a detached air, I couldn't help but feel a crushing sense of apathy. They were both undeniably attractive, but the spark was gone, and I couldn't believe I'd once been so turned on by such displays. I reached for my glass, lifting it to my lips as I glan
RENATO MARINO "I'd love to punch that bastard's face into a pulp!" Giovanni snarled, his voice trembling with rage as he stormed out of the house, his boots thundering against the concrete floor like a ticking time bomb. Salvio turned to me, his eyebrows furrowed in concern, his eyes pleading for me to reconsider. I knew he'd been trying to dissuade me from going against Sasha since we arrived here. He was well aware of the plan, because what could I really do without my boys? "Boss?" he called out hesitantly, waiting for the sound of Giovanni's car to fade into the distance like a dying whisper. "What?" I snapped, my back still turned to him as I shut off the faucet, wiping my hands with a napkin that seemed to tremble in my hands. Salvio took the used napkin from me, his fingers brushing against mine. He took a step backward, just to put some distance between us. "Do you really want to go through with this? Do you really want to fuck Sasha over?" he asked, his voice l