Edward, Brandon reminded himself stubbornly, but it was hard to make himself think of this man by his last name when he had his goddamn fingers inside of his ass, making him feel out of this world.
“I’m sure I’ll hate it anyway,” Brandon said as the third finger pushed in.
His last word became a low groan, it felt so intense—to be stretched like that. His whole world seemed to narrow down to his sensitive hole, stretched wide around those hard fingers. f**k, he couldn’t believe it, but his body still craved more. It was uncomfortable for him, yet, satisfying.
“Look at you,” Wilson murmured. “You’re f*****g begging for it.”
Brandon glared at him, but then he looked down at himself. His face became warmer when he saw his wantonly spread legs and his hard c**k standing tall against his ab
