Chapter 7
Eli froze, every muscle from fingers to toes tightening. He tightened impossibly on Rob’s c**k, too, the shiver in the arms bracing his thighs noticeable but silent. The footsteps were continuing up the stairs, like drums of doom, like—
Eli’s eyes widened, back flexing involuntarily when Rob, quite suddenly, rolled his hips. With Eli’s father right outside on the landing, he just rocked his hips and began to thrust as though he had never paused, that powerful c**k sliding almost all the way out before being shoved back inside, raw as the first time and twice as incredible.
Rob’s chest pressed down, and then lips were brushing the shell of Eli’s ear as the footsteps passed the bedroom door. “He’s right there,” Rob breathed, his words barely a movement of breath. One of his roug
