His hands have come up, now hugging my body to his, and when I press deeper, using my right hand and the chair as leverage, his muscles flex, his cock swelling inside me, and he starts to shake.

His eyes clench closed, and his hands fly from me, pressing at my ribs, ready to push me away as a deep frown pulls at his forehead, but I quickly drop mine to his. Breathing against his mouth, my body trembles too, but only because my orgasm is mounting just as his is.

I can’t lose this; I need to come.

I need him to come, and I want to be the one to do it and know that I did.

I kiss him slowly, flattening my chest to his, leaving no room to escape, and after a moment, his mouth moves with mine.

Slow, at first, and then faster, more urgent, and then whatever hold his mind has over him, it breaks.

He’s grunting and growling and thrusting up into me with such a power I know my inner thighs will be bruised. He allows no room between us, keeping himself buried inside me as deeply as possible and when he’s about to come, he flies from the chair, my ass in his rough palms as he spins us, pinning me to the wall.

He grips my chin, driving his tongue into my mouth as his cock works my body into a frenzy, with deep, full strokes.

I come around him and he bites at my lip, his entire face morphing as he does the same, but as he fills me, those eyes open.

And soften.

Promise more than I can understand.

His muscles ease, and slowly, his weight becomes mine.

And then he twirls us again, carries me through the house, out into the back yard, and lowers our naked bodies into the hot tub. He reaches behind him, pulls my heels from my feet and sets them on the cement beside us. My legs fall from around him, and he sits back against the jet, entwining my fingers with his so he can pull me forward.

His eyes fall to my breasts, but his hands lower to my hips and as his gaze meets mine again, he gently turns me, tugging me down onto his lap.

He doesn’t say a word but holds me still while I memorize the way his heart races, noting how long it takes for it to settle and beat in rhythm with mine.

I close my eyes, but then the slash of water has them flying back open, and my mouth gapes as the boys lower into the hot water with us, both as naked as we are.

They sink against the jets, lay their heads back and close their eyes.

I laugh, loudly.

And then suggest we order in.

Chapter 25