Chapter Eighty-One

KyleLost in the exquisite torment Maddox was inflicting, my senses reeling from the searing pleasure of his ministrations, I was barely aware of the shift in his focus until it was too late.My hips arched off the table, gripping the fabric of the tablecloth as long, shuddering moans escaped my lips, my entire world reduced to the exquisite sensation of Maddox’s tongue driving me insane.I was completely lost, utterly vulnerable, when I felt a sudden, intense pressure against my straining cock, still slick and throbbing against the tabletop.Then, a searing invasion, the sheer, overwhelming force of Maddox driving into me from behind, ripping through my already heightened senses. A scream tore from my throat, raw and involuntary, of pain, and of pure, unadulterated shock, the sheer force of his thrusts leaving me breathless.Maddox wasn't playing gentle; he was driving into me with a ferocity that made the table shake, his cock a blistering, relentless piston. I could feel myself sli

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Chapter Eighty-Two

KyleThe world tilted as Maddox withdrew, leaving a glistening trail of saliva and his spent cum, connecting his throbbing tip to his mouth. He grabbed my face, his grip firm and rough, and then his mouth crashed down on mine again, a deep, devouring kiss that I returned with every ounce of my desperate need.For minutes, we were lost in each other, our lips and tongues warring, a primal dance unfolding between us. When he finally broke away, his breath ragged, he spread my legs wider, holding them apart, exposing me completely.Then, slowly, agonizingly slowly, his cock began to enter me. A groan escaped my lips as it slid in, inch by agonizing inch, teasing and stretching me until, with a final, deep push, he was all the way in.We were joined, flesh meeting flesh, and the sounds that erupted were a cacophony of raw, sexual need – grunts, moans, the wet smack of skin on skin as Maddox began to fuck me with a relentless, almost violent rhythm.He hit my prostate with every thrust, a

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Chapter Eighty-Three

MaddoxI leaned against the edge of the table for a moment, catching my breath and trying to calm the fire still thrumming in my veins. The dining room still smelled faintly of us—heat, sweat, and something that felt far more dangerous than lust. Kyle stood there, cheeks still flushed, hair a little messy. I told him to head upstairs, my voice firm but not unkind. “Go on. I’ll take care of this.”He gave a small nod and disappeared up the stairs. I thought that was the end of it, until a few minutes later, I heard his quiet footsteps returning. I was halfway through clearing the table when I turned and found him standing there again.“What happened?” I asked, raising a brow. “Why are you back?”His gaze dipped, his voice soft and hesitant. “I… wanted to help. I felt bad leaving you to do all this.”The way he spoke—still shy, still a little pink from what we’d just done—made something inside me twist. I shook my head. “Don’t worry about it. I’ve got it handled. Go get some sleep, it’s

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Chapter Eighty-Four

CAUTION!: This scene might be quite triggering as it contains non-consensual act. Read at your own risk.Maddox“Fuck…” I muttered under my breath, dragging a hand over my face as the restless ache pulsed through me. I wasn’t even touching Kyle, not even looking at him at first, yet my cock had its own mind. Just knowing he was right there, barely an arm’s length away, and remembering what we’d done at the dining table earlier. It was enough to twist my thoughts into knots.I shifted on the bed, glancing sideways at him. His breathing was slow, steady, almost like a faint snore. Was he asleep? Probably. I reached out and tapped his shoulder lightly, almost testing the waters, wondering if he’d stir. Maybe… maybe we could go again. After all, he’d practically invited me earlier.But there was no response. He didn’t move at all.A long sigh escaped me, heavy and frustrated, as I looked away. What’s wrong with me? I thought, pressing my palm over my mouth to keep from groaning out loud.

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Chapter Eighty-Five

Maddox“Just… Just put it in,” I heard Kyle whisper, and I almost thought it was just in my head.I didn’t waste time. I slammed into Kyle, my cock driving deep between his thighs, burying itself further with every relentless thrust. He was slick, so impossibly slick, his body practically weeping lubricant for my pleasure.Each movement was a visceral release, a guttural groan tearing from my throat as I pushed him, urging him, needing him to acknowledge my presence, my dominance.Then, a sound, soft yet electrifying, cut through my own ragged breaths—a moan.Kyle? It was certainly Kyle, a near-silent whisper of response, a tremor that ran through his sleeping form.That tiny sound, that hint of awakening, only fueled my frenzy. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. This raw, desperate need had taken hold, and I plunged deeper, faster, my own climax building like a tidal wave.And then, through my own strained gasps, I heard it, clearer this time, his voice a husky murmur against my ear as my co

Last Updated : 2025-09-07

Chapter Eighty-Six

MaddoxKyle’s ass enveloped me completely, a perfect fit that sent a shudder of pure, unadulterated triumph through me. The pressure of his flesh gripping my cock was intoxicating, a fierce, possessive embrace that promised pure, animalistic pleasure.He bounced, not tentatively, but with a raw, driving rhythm, his hips meeting mine in a primal dance.“Fuck me harder, boy!” I growled, my hands finding purchase on his ass, pulling him down onto me, urging him to ride me with the same intensity I craved.“You like that, don't you?” I taunted, my own thrusts mirroring his. “You want it deep, don't you, baby?”His moans were a torrent, a mix of pleasure and exertion. “Yes! Yes, Daddy! I want it all!” he gasped, his voice thick with need.The sounds of our bodies colliding, the wet smack of flesh on flesh, the guttural cries and lewd declarations – it was a symphony of pure, uninhibited lust. “You're so fucking tight,” I rasped, my own control fraying at the edges with each powerful slam.