Ellis moved. Bryn lifted his head and heard Ellis say, “Come here,” and then Bryn was sitting in Ellis’s lap, his back to Ellis’s chest. Skin on skin, Ellis’s hand on Bryn’s c**k, Ellis’s other arm holding Bryn close, and Bryn tried to wrench away. The water sloshed. Bryn struggled, and Ellis held him tighter. There was a point when Bryn understood that Ellis could pin him, hurt him, even, but wouldn’t, and a moan bubbled out of Bryn’s mouth. f**k, but he liked that. He really liked that Ellis wouldn’t let him get away. He…needed that.
Water dripped into his eyes. The ceiling wouldn’t come into focus. The lights were so damned bright.
Ellis licked Bryn’s ear. “Would you like to come like this?”
A click resounded in Bryn’s mind. No, he would not like to get off here in the tub. That woul
