Chapter 29: Crazy Is as Crazy Does
We made love in bungalow twenty-two that night, which was rough and tender at the same time. Our minds were blown with utter bliss. Brayden’s teeth connected to my bottom a number of times and playful slaps were applied to his tight rump. He dragged his tongue along my constricted abs, dipped the tip of it inside my navel, and brought our worlds together as one, yet again.
He wanted me inside him, to which I didn’t object. And he said, “I want it to hurt, Ian. Don’t be nice with my skin. Make me feel like the man that I am. Make love to me with power.”
I listened. And I think I hurt him the way he wanted to be hurt, plowing his ass with all my might, using his skin in dirty action, just as he had asked me to do. I wasn’t shy at all about our connection
