“I’m close, Ian,” Silas whispered. xxx sex If you hate me, tell me you hate me. You can come up whenever you’re ready to.”
“Where will you be?” Ian asked, matted hair hiding his face. “I heard you. Keep going.”
He buried his hands in Ian’s hair, trying to resist pulling him in to fuck his face, but enjoying the image in his mind. He took a deep breath before Silas’s grip on his hair pulled him back again. In exchange, we both get to keep what makes us happy. But you’re making this harder for yourself by fighting. Silas sat down and leaned back, enjoying the feeling passing through his core, and the sight of his beautiful baby brother tousled on the floor, worn and exhausted from pleasing him. “Some other time,” Silas clarified. He flinched at the sight of Silas sitting at the table, sipping a cup of coffee and scrolling through the news on his tablet. But if you’re going to break my mood, just don’t talk at all. “You have to admit, it could have been worse.”
Silas zipped his slacks and knelt down to join Ian on the floor. “I have to go to work. I’m not going to pretend like I’m okay with this and talk sexy to you.”
“I prefer it this way.
