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Chapter 1

“Trey” The sound of Brian’s deep voice tugged at Trey’s heart His soul His will Brian comprised Trey’s hopes His dreams Embodied his love His desire Represented his past His present His future Everything Trey had ever been or ever could be, he associated with the man Trey knew Brian would never love hi possessiveness hich Trey loved him, but they h for Trey, but was better than nothing

“Trey?” Brian whispered against his ear, his bare chest pressed against Trey’s naked back “I want you”

The flood of lust that coursed through Trey’s body was punctuated with an inrush of breath Yes… “Now?”

“Shh,” Brian breathed “Quiet Or someone will hear us”

Trey was naked Had he gone to bed naked? He didn’t remember It didn’t matter In the darkness, Brian pressed him facedown on the mattress of his bunk on Sinners’ tour bus Trey felt Brian’s weight over his back His warmth seeped into his skin The scent of leather, Brian’s sweet aftershave, and male surrounded him Trey closed his eyes and relished the sensations The texture of Brian’s skin The raspy quality of his breath

Eret was that they weren’t face to face, so he couldn’t stare into Brian’s intense brown eyes, bury his hands in his th hair, and kiss his firm lips as he took him Whenever Brian visited him, it was always like this Face down Total surrender

Trey felt Brian’s ck against his throbbing ass He relaxed, opening hi him with one deep thrust

“Ah,” Trey gasped brokenly as a h the core of his body He loved that Brian’s ck was huge That it stretched him to his limits Loved how Brian clasped his hands on either side of his head to pin him down It made Trey feel helpless Fucked Used Exactly how he needed to feel, because he knew this wasn’t right Brian loved another

Trey lifted his hips slightly in an atteet his own attentive ck into a more pleasurable position

“Don’t rowled “Take it”

Trey took it No pain now Just intense, pulsating pleasure Brian fked him harder Harder Until Trey wanted to screas He didn’t dare He knew Brian would disappear thethat remotely stupid

Trey bit his lip and struggled to lift his hips off the bed He wanted Brian’s hands on his ck as he fked hi him come Couitar music that was as much a part of Trey as it was of Brian

“Brian?” he whispered “Please”

“No”

Trey groaned and rocked his hips, rubbing his ck against the mattress He needed to come so bad Oh, please I need it Need you

“Hold still, Trey You kno this works”

Trey stoppedhim like this otten his wife, Myrna, pregnant It was pretty htly occurrence at this point Trey wanted him Not just in bed In his life Eachfurther away and Trey didn’t kno to hold on to him

Brian Stay with me Please