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420 pages, ebook
First published April 28, 2018
He wears his Brewer persona just like I wear Tank. Does anyone know who’s really underneath our masks?
“What do you want, baby?”
The term of endearment makes my heart stop for a second. […]
“You. I want you. All of you.”
He smiles. “Baby, you already have me.”
“Then show me.”
🗽 'He’s...infuriating. He’s got a huge stick up his ass and not the good kind. God, he’s so damn serious all the time. This is one guy who does not know how to have a good time, maybe with the exception of when he’s fucking. Even then, he’s too fucking intense. Would it hurt him to smile every now and then? I mean, being balls deep in another man would be a prime reason to show some fucking teeth, right? Nope, not Tank. He just gets this dark look and fucks even harder.'
🗽Tank reaches out with a lightning fast move and grabs my wrist. With one pull, he yanks me against him. He’s only maybe an inch taller than me, but suddenly I feel so much smaller, like a boy compared to this man. “See, once again you show you don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
His right hand is still holding my wrist, but his left snakes around me and taps my hole in an incredibly degrading move. “You’re the asshole...and I’m the dick, remember?”
🗽 “We both know you’ll bend over for me any time I say the word.”
“In your dreams!” I spit out.
Tank’s hand moves from my ass to my cock, and he grabs it so hard it’s bordering on painful. “You wanna tell me that again when your cock isn’t rock hard at the thought?”
Two can play that game, and before he knows it my free hand is on his cock, which is just as hard as mine. “You were saying?”