All Chapters of Break Me Apart (MxM): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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,

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

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 ga

RENATO MARINO Ever since Jayce asked me to investigate Mikhail, I'd had a gut-wrenching feeling that he suspected the unthinkable: that Mikhail might be the one who brutally murdered his parents. I was determined to dig up every last shred of evidence, to uncover the truth that damn bastard had desperately buried. But nothing, NOTHING, could have prepared me for the earth-shattering revelation I stumbled upon. Hours of pouring over the files left me reeling in shock, my mind struggling to comprehend the horrific truth. How could this be?! Jayce's eyes were fixed on me, his heart pounding in his chest like a jackhammer, his entire being quivering with anticipation as he waited for me to deliver the devastating blow. I knew this would shatter his world, and I desperately wished I could shield him from the pain, convince him to let go, to stop obsessing over his parents' killer. But I knew it was futile. I had to reveal the truth, yet I was left to find a way to soften

JAYCE BECKETT I could feel a pair of piercing eyes burning a hole into my back, like a thousand suns scorching my skin. My back stiffened, my hands trembling violently as I frantically worked my buttons, tucking my shirt in with a sense of urgency before grabbing my jacket. I was totally ignoring the man who had been grumbling behind me since the crack of dawn, when I'd told him I had to make a quick visit to the office. "Seriously? Can't you just skip it?" Renato finally deigned to speak, his voice laced with disapproval, making me let out a deep, exasperated breath. "I already told you, I need to go." I said, my voice firm, without even bothering to turn around and face him. I could practically feel his eyes rolling so hard they'd get stuck that way. "But you look like you're about to collapse from exhaustion," he growled, his voice dripping with concern. I bit down hard on my lower lip to suppress a grin, as if I had already knew that bastard was going to use