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Merc

I t felt weird to walk into a studio that I didn’t know.

Cappie and Monty couldn’t agree on which of our studios to use, so they rented one between our two houses. Cappie's guys were there, and so were Monty’s. There were a lot of people standing around in the studio, and that made me cringe.

It was odd to be nervous. It felt like my first time, and in some ways it was. I had never bottomed on camera. I had also never had so many fucking people in the studio when I filmed. Usually, it was the director, a cameraman or two, and a guy with a boom. This was an audience. The fucking lawyers were here, man. What were they going to do? Kill us and film it? It would probably be the highest rating of any porn film in the history of porn, but that was a record I didn’t care to be a part of.

After listening to Jules’ problems and watching him with Roam – I began to rethink the fun I was having. This had stopped being fun a lot longer ago than I cared to admit. Sex was fun. The guys were pretty cool. Ben and Roam were great most of the time. Well, Ben was great all the time. But the glimmer had faded from the life I lived. Walking in here felt like walking into a viper’s den.

I nodded at Monty as I made my way back to the dressing rooms at the back of the soundstage. It wasn’t a very big soundstage, not like the ones used in the big movies we all loved, but there in the middle of the space sat a bed and nothing else. The way the lights were hitting it made my stomach churl. This was going to be weird. My skin tingled with a chill as I opened the door.

Ty sat on a wooden chair and looked paler than I had ever seen him.

“Hey,” I nodded, trying to keep this as professional as possible. After yesterday's conversation with Roam and Jules, I realized that even if I had started to feel things for Ty, it wasn’t healthy for me to continue down that path even if I were fascinated by him. He was closed off, and I was finally beginning to want something real. I don’t think I could have that with him, even if his mere presence sent me into a flirtatious tizzy. To have something real – you had to have it with someone who was also available. Ty had made it pretty clear where he stood. But still… It was going to be Ty and me on that bed. His cock and my cock, our two holes, his hands on my body, and that made me a total freaking mess. I wanted it. I wanted him. I just had to remember that this was a job and not anything else between us.

“This is going to be insane. Did you see all the people that those assholes brought to watch? What the actual fuck?” Looking at him, I could tell he was as nervous as I was. That made me breathe a little easier.

“Yeah. It’s strange,” I mumbled. It was hard to look at him and breathe at the same time. I threw my bag against the wall and stared at myself in the mirror.

“What’s wrong with you?” He pulled his arms behind his back, and I heard the crack of his spine.

“I’m… just nervous, I guess. We have a huge audience. I wonder if they’ll applaud at the money shot?” I said disgustedly.

“Do we need to discuss anything about our… preferences? Anything off the table?” He stood up and pulled his shirt over his head. His taught body rippled with muscle, and I inhaled sharply. God, I wanted him.

“Not if you kiss me during the scene.” I turned to him. I knew that he never kissed during any of his scenes, except for one with Jules, which Cappie marketed the hell out of. If he would do that… “If you do that, I’m game for whatever you want. I’ve seen your videos. You’re not into anything crazy like bloodletting. You just fuck like a goddamn monster.”

“Kiss?” He cocked an eyebrow at me.

“Yeah. You know… Lips meeting lips and maybe a tongue. You want to practice?” I teased and instantly regretted it. A kiss from Ty might rock my world in a way I couldn’t come back from. It would have been better if I hadn’t said anything.

He shrugged. “I mean, it’s a night of firsts for both of us, right? I don’t… I can kiss you,” he mumbled as if it embarrassed him. But the way he looked at me… A small glimmer of hope shined for just a second. It was enough to scare the living shit out of me.

“All right. Then I guess you can have your fucking way with me. You know that’s what you want.” It was better to go back to where we had been. Banter and witty responses felt much safer than staring at him.

“All right then… Stop trying to rile me up. I’m already twisted into a chaotic mess.” He said it so seriously that, for a moment, I saw a glimpse of the real him – the one he tried so hard to hide.

“Do I unnerve you?”

“You surprise me every time I fucking see you to the point where I’m... But it’s… I don’t know what to do about this Jules thing, too. We have to think of something.” He threw himself onto the floor and started doing pushups. Jesus… Where was my popcorn and drink? It was so effortless and fast that I could feel a twinge in my nethers.

“We? Are we a couple now?”

“Will you stop, or I’m going to make sure that after tonight, you can’t walk for a week.”

“Remember that I also get to fuck you. So be careful with what you wish for.”

He stopped and stood up quickly. “I hated the prep. How do bottoms do that? Jules couldn’t stop giggling as he helped. It was embarrassing.”

“You’re cute when you get flustered,” I said quietly.

“I am not cute.” He made an ugly face, and yes, for a second, he wasn’t that cute.

“No, you’re not cute. You’re fucking hot, and you know it.” I blushed like a stupid twelve-year-old asking their crush out on a first date.

He walked over and stood in front of me. “So are you.”

“Yeah… But one of us has to be hotter, right?”

“You can have the honor.” He reached over and put his hand on my shoulder. That contact was… like a fire.

“No, that’s totally yours. I’m just teasing. You know I think you’re sexy, or I wouldn’t have offered myself up as a tribute to your cock.” I grinned.

“I… You totally confuse the shit out of me.” He walked back over to his chair and threw himself down. He was a fucking mountain of muscle, and right now, he looked like a lost kid.

“I thought Jules took care of that for you.”

“Smartass. He actually wanted to come to watch. I had to say no.”

“Roam wanted to, too. I also said no, thank you.” I snorted.

‘We need to find better friends.”

“Maybe we already did.” I looked back at him and made contact with those beautiful green eyes. He was about to say something, but the knock on the door stopped him.

The door opened. “Are you two about ready? We have the lighting setup done, and everyone is out of camera view. All we’re waiting on is you.” The young man shut the door.

“Who was that?” I asked.

“I’ve never seen him before in my life. He’s probably the next hot twink in one of our studios. We’ll hate him together.”

“I’m nervous. I don’t readily admit that to anyone.” I pulled my shirt off and tossed it onto the floor. “Fuck.”

“I’m nervous, too. I can’t believe that it’s you I’m…”

“The Prince of Cats is never nervous. That’s’ what they say. His rod is hot and thick and pierces you as he splits you in half.” I grabbed the robe and pulled it on before taking my pants off, which was weird. I usually had no issue with nudity, but to be naked in front of him made me… God, I was in trouble.

“Are you reading my reviews on LPSG?”

“Every one of them. I plan on leaving one myself five minutes after they call cut.”

“Smartass. What am I gonna do with you?”

“I told you – you can do whatever you want as long as you kiss me.”

“I will. Jesus… I can’t believe I’m about to let anyone fuck me. I… I’m glad it’s you, though.” He pulled his pants down, and I could see that he already had a full hard-on. He grabbed the robe.

“I’ll be gentle. I know it’s your first time. But with me… Please don’t be,” I moaned.

“All right. Showtime.”

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We crawled up on the bed, and Ty looked over at me. He could see that I was nervous, so he put his hand on my shoulder. I think it was to calm both of us. This set was nerve-wracking, and to know that it was a sold-out live feed to about a million men who were jacking off as they watched us felt even more weighty than anything else I had ever done.

“So, this is a live feed. No setups and no changes. Just thirty minutes or so, depending on how long you can handle it. Remember that they are paying for the whole stream, so this isn’t a minute-by-minute cash cow. It’s a paid stream that goes all the way through to the end. There are six cameras, and we will not be cutting when we have one moving in for closeups. There will be little of that since the zoom on these babies is fucking out of this world, and we have almost every angle covered. Remember, boys, that we want them to be able to see all of it, so think about your poses and postures. Try to keep in mind that we want to see the shaft penetrate as your fucking. So, pull back far and keep it interesting.”

“You were given the list of positions that will work for our setups. Try to stick to them. This has to last thirty minutes and should be no longer than forty-five if you can help it. We all have other things to do tonight, and we have to clean the studio before the next shoot starts loading in. We have about two hours. Some crappy student film, probably.”

“Harry, no one gives a shit. They tested, and they’re negative, so the show must go on,” Cappie walked forward, and Monty followed close behind. “Remember Ty, make the studio proud. Cappie’s boys are the best in the business.”

“Give it to him, Merc. You’re the first to have that virgin hole. Show them what a Monty boy can do.”

“People are going to lose their minds.” Cappie grinned.

“Got it. Fuck him and let him fuck me. We can do that.” Ty sighed as he pulled his robe off and handed it to someone who walked over to grab it.

“I’m more than ready,” I lied. Ty had gotten inside me, and the fact that he said he would kiss me was… Well, I was falling into the blackness of his orbit. I just hoped I could come out unscathed. I pulled my robe off, and my hard cock bounced as its freedom.

“All right. We have two minutes until the feed begins. Is everything ready? Because it better fucking be!” Harry barked.

“Just tune them out. That’s what I’m going to do,” Ty whispered.

I turned to him. He was laid back on the bed with his arms behind his head. His large cock looked angry and ready, already flooded with the blood that made it a goddamn battering ram. His body was perfection. It was even more perfect than mine, and I worked my ass off to look like this. His smooth, tanned torso was a work of art.

“You’re… uh… Damn, you really are beautiful.”

“Duh… So are you. Just look at me, and I’ll look at you, and we can pretend that this is… that they’re not there. Just the two of us on this strange bed.”

I crawled up to him and put my mouth against his ear. He shuddered. “I can’t wait to taste you – to feel you – since that first conversation, I’ve been… Whatever you want with me, Ty. I’m yours tonight.”

“You want it rough?”

“More than I’ve ever wanted it. When I watched your videos, I wondered what it would be like to be your bottom. But I do expect that kiss.”

“I haven’t forgotten. I have something special for you. I’ve watched your videos too, you know. Your body is fucking ripped.”

“All right, boys. Twenty seconds until the stream goes live.”

Ty sat up and pushed me back on the bed. “I think we’ll just start, don’t you?” His hands felt up my torso and gently twisted my nipples between his fingers. “I think this is how I want you. Let’s give them a show.”

“Ten seconds.”

He slowly pushed himself forward until his face hovered over mine. A brush of his lips. I could hear a gasp from somewhere off to the side. His tongue licked my bottom lip.

“And we’re live in 3… 2… 1…”

His mouth met mine hungrily, and his tongue pressed into my mouth with a force I had never encountered before in a kiss. Caveman sex… That was what Ty always promised from his videos, but this was… something else? Passion. My body flooded with warmth as he pressed his body against mine. Our lips hungrily devoured each other as our hands roamed the hard bodies of the other.

Our cocks brushed against each other – steel on steel, and I reached down and took his girth in my palm as I stroked his angry rod.

He raised himself up slowly and grinned at me mischievously. I could feel myself blush. Danger Will Robinson – that kiss was so full of promise. The only video in which he kissed someone was with Jules, and it was chaste compared to that. If nothing else, he wanted me, too.

Or was he just making sure to give the fans their money's worth?

I looked up at him, and he raised his ridiculously muscled arms behind his head and flexed.

My cock throbbed. My hole ached. My mind spun, and my soul might have left my goddamned body at the sight of him. His biceps bulged, and his pecs tightened. I shuddered.

“I need that now,” I groaned. I reached up and pushed him back. He chuckled as he fell onto his back. His cock slapped against his stomach, and I crawled towards it hungrily.

The camera in front of me moved closer. It was… The bed glowed with the lights, and the rest of the room was so dark and blank. I knew there were many men in the studio watching, but I couldn’t see them. I had to squint to even see the cameras.

I looked back down at Ty, and he smirked at me before winking with his left eye. He knew what I wanted.

My hands slid up his thighs and over his taut abs. My fingers brushed over the ridges of muscle, and I sniffed at his balls before licking them. His fucking scent filled me, and I wanted to breathe nothing but him for the rest of my life. He had trimmed, but he hadn’t shaved. Ty’s entire thing was manly and sexy – like a jock that you could never have had in high school or college but had always desired. He was the American dream of a man, and I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anyone in my life. Foolish? Yes. But I couldn’t help it. My brain warned me that I should just enjoy the sex that we were having. But my heart thumped a request for more inside my chest.

I took one of his balls in my mouth and rolled it around. He groaned, and his hand slid down his torso until it grabbed me by the hair. I moaned as he pulled tightly – taking control. I slipped his other nut into my mouth and used my tongue to swirl them around. His hips bucked, and I pulled his sack gently with my mouth as it stretched away from his cock.

God, his smell was intoxicating. I could smell the soap, but there was something else—something that was just him. It was a scent of strength and power, and I just wanted to give myself over to him and let him use me in any way he wanted. But first…

I reached up and wrapped my fingers around his shaft. Popping his heavy balls free from my mouth. I raised up and grinned as I stared at the girth and magnitude of his cock. It was no wonder that he was so popular with a gift like this, and I slowly teased his helmet with my tongue – brushing it against his slit. I wanted to tease him, but all I wanted was to choke on him.

I had to give a good show.

I kissed the top and ran my tongue around his glans. His fingers tightened in my hair, and he pushed his hips forward.

I opened my mouth and slowly took his helmet into my mouth. God, he tasted better than I could have imagined. His manly musk enticed me, and I had all but given in to my urgings. Another inch into my mouth… followed by another. I wasn’t even halfway down.

“Stop fucking teasing me,” he growled and held my head in place as he force-fed his thick shaft to me. I felt it brush the back of my throat and opened my throat as far as it could go. I gagged, and he chuckled as he kept pushing it in. My nose brushed against his pubes as I sat impaled on nine inches of Ty’s shaft.

He slowly pulled back and held me in place as he used my mouth for his pleasure. In and out – brushing against my lips with every thrust. I moaned as he filled me, and after a few thrusts, I tasted his precum as it leaked from his slit into me—salty and tangy – figures.

I tightened my mouth against his shaft and breathed through my nose as his cock slid in and out. I reached up and grabbed his pecs in my hand and kneaded them. He flexed, and my cock throbbed.

“Change position. I want to go deeper.” He pushed me back, and I fell onto my back. He crawled over me and stood at the edge of the bed. A golden god of sex with his thick cock throbbing in need just out of reach. He pulled me by my shoulders until my head rested on the edge of the bed. I knew what he wanted, and I bent back – open and ready for him to fuck my mouth.

He pressed the tip of his cock against my lips, and I opened wide and clasped my lips around his shaft as he entered me. He pushed himself all the way in and leaned forward on his fists. He licked at my shaft, and I could hear the cameras to our side moving in to capture close-ups as we pleasured each other.

His pubes tickled my nose every time he pushed himself all the way in. I was sure the cameras could see his monster as it slid down my throat. He grabbed my cock in his hand and took my head inside his mouth, and sucked on it as his hips kept up their assault.

Fuck. He was hungry – just as hungry as I was, and he took all of me into his mouth and moaned around my shaft as he kept shoving his cock into my mouth. I breathed through my nose as he clogged my airways with his large pipe.

God, he was forceful. Yet, he was giving as he bobbed up and down on my cock. He was fucking good at sucking dick, and my cock pulsed with precum.

He popped my cock free from his mouth and slowly reared back, leaving his cock in my mouth all the way in, and I held back my gag as he chuckled. “I think I'm ready for some of that Monty boy ass,” he shouted.

But he didn’t move. And I lay there impaled on his cock as he gyrated his hips. “Would you like to breathe, Merc?” He caressed my face and slowly pulled his cock free from my gasping mouth. He bent down and kissed me once again. “I taste good, don’t I. So do you.”

“Fuck, you are killing me,” I begged as I flipped over and presented him with my ass.

“Perfect. A perfect fucking ass and a virgin hole,” he lied. But it was for the cameras as much as it was for me. He bent down and whispered into my ear. “I’m gonna make sure you remember me forever. Scoot up.”

I crawled forward and felt his massive body crawl back onto the bed. His hands on my ass cheeks as he spread my ass open. His hot tongue on my hole made me shiver with anticipation as I scrunched up the sheets into my fists.

I might have preferred to bottom, but I rarely ever got the chance in my private life. Once they saw my dick, they almost always turned into a bottom themselves, even if they said they were verse. So, my hole was tight, and no matter what – this was going to hurt.

But his tongue. Jesus, that man could eat ass. His tongue lapped at my hole and pushed itself in. I squirmed as he pushed it in and out. He swept it right and left and then further in before licking my crack and spitting on my hole. His tongue pushed it in, and I moaned with pleasure as his hot breath hit my skin. His tongue was just as rigid as his cock as he tongue fucked my hole. He made sure to hold my ass cheeks apart so the camera could see what he was doing.

He pulled away, and I knew what he was grabbing from the edge of the bed. The lube tickled as it slid down my crack, and he used a finger to slowly push some inside me. Honestly, there would never be enough lube to make this easy. One finger and then two as he opened me up and prepared me for his massive cock. I had stretched it as much as I dared with a toy before coming here. I knew how to bottom, and I was a professional fucker as much as he was.

“You ready for this, Merc?”

“If you don’t fucking stick that cock in me, we’re gonna rumble. I fucking want it. Please, Ty?”

“Monty boys beg, huh? I like that. Tell me how much you want it.”

“I want you, Ty. All of you. Now shove that fucking monster in my hole, for fuck’s sake.”

“Oh, no… Not like this. I want you to look at me while I fuck you.”

He flipped me over and crawled up on top of me as he pulled my legs back behind my head. My ass was presented to him, and he winked as he rested my legs over his ample shoulders. He reached down and guided his cock to my hole, and slowly pushed it against me. He spit on his shaft and swiped it up and down my crack.

“I like you like this. Of course, I also like you when my cock was down your throat. Maybe it was because you couldn’t talk for once,” he chuckled.

“Will you please just fuck me?” I laughed loudly.

He pressed his large helmet against my hole. Our eyes locked.

Pain? There was no other word for it as his girth split my hole open with just an inch of him. His cock stretched me further than I had ever been in my entire life, and the warmth that coursed through my body covered me like a blanket as he pressed down on his shaft and another inch slid slowly into me.

“I’m being nice here. But remember, you asked for this.”

“I’d beg, but I can barely breathe.”

“You’re still talking, so… breathing.”

“Shut up.”

“You talk so sweetly.” Another inch slid in, and I threw my head as far back as I could and winced. I already felt so full of him that I could bust. My cock throbbed as he rubbed against my prostate. He was so fucking thick that I wasn’t sure I would be able to stop myself from coming once he really started to fuck me. “Fuck! You’re so fucking thick.”

“I’m barely in, bro. You want more?”

“Please… Just do it.”

“You want me to just do it, huh?”

“Stop talking and fucking fuck me.”

I screamed loudly as he pushed his cock down my hole until his pubes rested against my cheeks. “That’s almost all of it.”

“Stop… just… stay there for a minute. Fuck that is huge.”

He slowly ground himself into me. His thick cock pushed against my walls and stretched my hole as his sword stuck deep into my guts. “Any better?”

“It’s fucking fantastic. So fucking thick and hard, I…” I threw my head to the side and moaned. I reached up and felt his abs.

He slowly pulled out and then shoved it back in. I felt like a fucking car, and he was checking my oil from this position. But the cameras could see every inch of him inside me. But this wasn’t comfortable for either of us. This was just the beginning – the dumb show for the people who needed to see the entrance.

He spent a few minutes slowly fucking me this way. Preparing me for what I knew was going to come.

“Enough of this. Fuck me!” I was begging for it, and I knew Monty wouldn’t be happy about that. But I couldn’t help myself. It was Ty and me here on the bed, and his cock was so fucking deep inside me that all I wanted was to give myself completely over to him as he abused my hole in the only way he could. The way I had wanted him to since first meeting him.

He pulled out and wiggled his thick meat over my ass before letting my legs slide down his side. “Flip over.”

I quickly did as I was told, and he pulled me back to the edge of the bed. He stood up and pressed his cock into my hole once again – shoving it all the way with one thrust as he grabbed me by the hips. I threw my head back and howled with pain and pleasure as his cock slid so deeply into me – my hole clenched onto his girth, and I let myself go.

The fantasy of him – of someone who would fuck me the way I had always dreamed – rough and mean, yet caring, was overtaking all of my better judgment as I gave myself entirely to the moment of Ty and me here on this bed.

He reached up, and his hands grabbed me by the neck as he pummeled his cock into me forcefully. The fan sites called him the caveman or the Prince of Cats. But when he fucked – the first was correct. He grunted as he destroyed my hole, and I loved every second of it now that the pain had subsided and left only pleasure in its wake.

In and out, his cock slid into me with the force of a nuclear bomb. Slow and cruel and then fast and mean as he took what he wanted and dug deep into me with his shaft. My head swam with thoughts of him and me away from this. No Monty and Cappie, no other sex workers vying for attention – just us living a life together that was filled with moments like this. Moments that altered reality and possessed me with a fortitude that I deserved this, and it was ok to want it with every fiber of my being.

“Oh, fuck… yes, Ty. Fuck me… uh…” I begged. My moans became loud and needful as his hands tightened around my neck, and he pulled me back. I gasped as I arched my back, and he turned my head to the side as his lips found mine.

Fucker. This was my move.

He kissed me deeply as he pummeled me – pistoning into me with the force of a jackhammer. Not nice and easy, but hard and cruel – and I loved it. It was exactly what I had dreamed of, wished for, begged for, and now it was happening, and I couldn’t think. His tongue rubbed against mine as he left his cock buried deep inside me and rotated his hips. I moaned into the kiss, and he chuckled as he nipped at my bottom lip.

“You could totally ruin my rep, Merc. Fuck you’re so tight, baby.”

“You called me baby.”

“I like you better when you're not talking and moaning because my dick is making you stupid.”

“That it surely is.”

He grabbed me by my arms and pulled me back. I felt his hips bump into me, and he left his dick buried there. I arched forward, knowing what it was he wanted and what I desired. He held me there, suspended in the air, as I leaned forward and my ass pushed hard against his crotch.

“Ready.”

“More than I’ve ever been.”

Holy hell broke loose. How could anyone ever move their hips so fast as he slammed into me over and over – every inch of him was a gift. So fast and hard for what felt like forever, he fucked me until I couldn’t think. I had come completely undone as he held me in place. My muscles had stopped working, and my head fell limp as my body vibrated with the power of him.

I laughed as I imagined trying to walk after this. My cock throbbed and pulsed as my prostate gave into his assault, and waves of energy coursed through my body. Cum burst from my cock without even touching it, and I painted the sheets with my heavy load. I couldn’t control my moans, and I let them burst free as Ty took me to places I had never been before. A paradise only meant for the two of us. I pushed my ass back against him as much as I could so he could get as deep as I needed.

I was worth nothing at this point. I was just a hole for him, and I knew I was spent. How did they ever expect me to be able to take this and to fuck him, too? It was impossible, and Monty would be mad. Fuck Monty. I had no control, and I pushed the thoughts of Monty aside as Ty slowed his assault down.

“I’m… God, Merc, you are so fucking tight, I… I can't hold back.”

“Mouth?” I managed. I wanted every drop of this stud, and I never wanted anyone else to have it ever again. I wanted to belong to him and for him to belong to me.

He pulled out of my ass and let go of my hands. I fell face-first into the mattress. My knees shook as I turned over, and my hole ached for more of him. He looked like a golden fucking god as his green eyes locked onto mine once again. I opened my mouth, and he slid onto the bed and stroked his cock above me. Rivulets of cum spurt forth as it splashed across my face. I reached up and grabbed his base and sucked it into my mouth as he pushed it gently in, and I swallowed every drop. I sucked on it as he moaned and chuckled and pulled it free from my hungry mouth. He bent down and kissed me gently – then needfully.

My body throbbed and shuddered as I lay there.

“Can you walk?”

“You might have to carry me.”

“And cut!” Harry yelled. “Thirty-seven minutes, boys. Good job.”

“Here are your robes.” I heard someone say, but I didn’t look at them. The only person in this room was Ty.

“Do you want the fucking robe?”

“No.”

“Want some help getting up?”

“Yes.”

“Merc!” Monty yelled. “You were supposed to fuck him.”

“You try telling that to my body. There was no way, man. I couldn’t stop it.”

“This isn’t what we agreed to.” Monty fumed.

“Here we go!” Cappie yelled.

“Wanna get out of here and let the old men fight?” Ty placed one last kiss on my lips. No cameras were rolling. What did that mean?

“Yes, please.”

Ty and his still rock-hard cock helped me off the bed, and my knees wobbled. “Damn, you…”

“I promised, didn’t I?”

“Promise fulfilled.”

He put his arm around me and led me back to the dressing room. Our cocks slapped against our bodies as he slowly guided me.

“Well, we did it. I hope you…”

“Enjoyed it? Yeah, I definitely did.” I moaned at the memory of how he made me feel. I wanted to get used to that.

He shut the door and grabbed a towel. “You’re really tight. How long has it been?”

“What? Since a fucking monster fucked me? Uh… never. You are definitely the biggest I have ever had.”

He grinned and turned away from me.

We could hear Cappie and Monty’s voices screaming somewhere on the soundstage but could barely make out the words.

“I could get used to that.”

“Yeah, me too, you greedy little fucker.” Ty turned towards me.

I leaned up against the wall as my body found enough strength to regain some control.

He dropped his towel and strode over. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He took me tightly in his arms and pressed his lips to mine once again, and I gave myself over to his hungry kiss. This one was different – this one was just for us.

“I thought you didn’t kiss?” I managed to say after he slowly pulled back.

“I guess I do you. And if I’m already going to hell…” He kissed me again, and I swear my fucking leg popped. He was so hungry and angry – or passionate. With Ty, it was hard to tell. But I gave myself into it.

“Damn…”

I couldn’t stop the grin from showing how happy that made me.

I was lost, and if I wasn’t careful, he could destroy me.