I would be begging him to stop, tears rolling and drool spilling. Damon had just come from the gym, and the smell of him was fresh but intense, like he carried the weight of every rep in his muscles.“Hey,” he said, his voice deep but soft as he grabbed a plate. “Something smells good, is it ready?”“Yeah,” I said, trying to sound normal. “Help yourself.”Damon smiled and served himself quietly, sitting down next to Brodie.“Where’s Colton?” he asked.And right on cue, speak of the devil and he shall arrive, Colton came swaggering into the kitchen, his usual cocky grin plastered across his face. Gay porn I could still smell him, that musky, earthy scent, wrapping around me, making it harder to breathe.For a moment, I couldn’t help myself. Colton was sprawled out on his bed, his back against the headboard, one arm tucked behind his head, his other hand holding his phone. I’d done everything for him—given him what he wanted, let him use me—but now, when I was aching for release, he was leaving me hanging.Colton’s smirk didn’t fade as he watched me struggle with it, his eyes glinting with satisfaction.“Go back to your room and take care of your shit,” he said lazily, his voice dripping with arrogance.My breath caught in my throat, and for a
