JAYCE BECKETT I had just finished pouring over the files, meticulously reviewing every detail of my parents' accident in the hopes of uncovering something I might have missed, but to my dismay, there was nothing new to discover. The disappointment was very glaring.Just as I was about to let out a frustrated sigh, my phone's shrill ringtone pierced the air, shattering the silence. I reached into my pocket and retrieved the phone, my eyes scanning the screen before I swiftly answered the call from Renato. Just thinking about it now, I realize I haven't seen him for the past few hours. He wasn't in the room when I got back from eating brunch.I pushed the files to one side, walking out of the room and closing the door."Yes?" I sighed into the phone, my tone laced with a mixture of exhaustion and annoyance for wasting hours going through the old files without getting anything."Would you like to come over to my..."Before Renato could utter more than a few words, my gaze was drawn to
JAYCE BECKETT I woke up with my body throbbing all over. My waist felt like it didn't belong to my body; it seemed broken, and my legs felt light. Too light that I almost couldn't feel them.Groaning, I rolled over until I was fully awake. As I sat up in bed, I could finally breathe more easily. My mind was jumbled, couldn't remember why I was in so much pain until I remembered what Renato had done.The bastard had talked me into doing it a few more times until I couldn't feel any part of my body.The throbbing in my body intensified as I pictured every moment from earlier. I didn’t even know how long earlier was, but I could still feel that bastard, his touch everywhere in my body. I could still feel his cock claiming me again and again."Renato, that ruthless, merciless bastard!" I bellowed, wincing in agony as I attempted to stand up, my legs trembling beneath me like those of a newborn fawn taking its first wobbly steps. My movements were sluggish and labored, each step a testam
JAYCE BECKETT My back arched like a cat in a bathtub, and I stopped breathing for what felt like an eternity—in reality, a solid ten seconds, or maybe even a minute—as the question slid effortlessly off his tongue. He wanted me to spill my guts about my parents? That question was like a sucker punch to the gut, catching me completely off guard. Before I could even process the words, I was already catapulted out of his arms and off the bed, my feet hitting the floor with a thud. I sprinted towards the closet, grabbing a pair of pants like my life depended on it. I wanted to keep my hands busy, anything to distract me from how fast I was breathing and how anxious I was getting because of that question.I was probably acting like a lunatic, but the mere mention of my parents sent me into a tailspin. I'd never discussed the accident or my parents with anyone outside of Cole, his parents, the detective, my sister, and that bastard Gillian Owens. And it had been ages since I'd last spok
JAYCE BECKETT I couldn't bear to think about Renato's words, not until my next encounter with Cole. I still couldn't believe it yet, even though a part of me knew Renato wasn't lying to me. I still wanted to give Cole a benefit of doubt. It might not be him, Renato might have mistaken him for someone else. Even though I knew that was just a flimsy excuse I was telling myself. The burning question seared my mind: why did he have to conceal so much from me? But for now, I was desperate to blank out the thoughts, and Renato was mercilessly erasing them. He was annihilating my rational thoughts, rendering me mindless, and I was helpless to stop him. The moment we paused, the torrent of questions would resume, drowning me. I craved exhaustion, physical and mental depletion, so that when this finally ended, I could collapse into a deep, dreamless sleep, oblivious to everything. “Beautiful,” Renato sighed between load of kisses he was raining on my body. "You are fucking sexy
RENATO MARINO “I want you inside me now. I need it.” His voice was low and intense. “But I want to be on top as we do it.”Just that word was enough to make me cum undone in my pants. Shit! I didn't even touch my cock, yet, only his voice and those dirty words made me shot my load."Okay," I whispered, slowly stood up from the floor, turning my back on him as I dragged down my pants and stepped out of it.I didn't want him to see I had already come, it would be embarrassing even when he hadn't cum not even once.I walked over to the drawer, pulled out a bottle of lube and lubricate my cock, stroking it a few times together with my semen before walking back to the bed.Just staring at Jayce, watching him sprawled out on the bed like this was enough to make my cock throbbed back to life.A few minutes later he was lowering himself slowly onto my cock, the muscles in his abs flexed tight, his thighs clenching under my palms. I sat with my back propped against the headboard, watching in
RENATO MARINO I rested on my heels, my nails digging into his waist as I grabbed onto him for support and shimmied down to his cock. Fuck, he’d shoved it into my mouth without an ounce of hesitation. Although Jayce wasn’t the longest I’d ever seen, but he sure as fuck was the thickest.He stuffed my mouth full of his cock, my nose buried deep in his public region, the soft scratch of his groomed hair against the side of my face and my jaw sending electric jolt through my body.I knew he was angry, so I braced for his rage, his dismissal, for his indifference… I made him this way after all.Maybe I shouldn't have told him, but I really wanted him to be aware of the wolves surrounding him. Jayce would be in greater danger if he continued to blindly stay close to them without knowing who they are. And I would be the one to suffer the loss if anything should happen to him.He was fighting himself, fighting to force himself to believe it was all lies – that everything I said was nothing