“It’s frustrating,” I admitted. We pulled into the tree lot and I pulled into a parking stall but left the engine running. “But the reality is they might never figure out who did it. That means, whether I like it or not, that asshole is going to be out there every day. The only thing I can hope for is that he’s even more worried about me remembering something if I see him than I am about crossing his path again.”

“I don’t know how you can make it sound so simple,” Cody responded a bit sad.

“It’s not easy at all. But before Bryce and Eric convinced me to talk to someone and quit hiding at home all the time, I almost let that asshole take my life away from me,” I admitted. It was the most frank conversation I’d had, including the time I spent in the therapist’s office. “It’s all about learning how to take back the control. And I’m lucky enough to have two guys in my life who remind me every day that my life is too damn good to let someone else ruin.”

“Lucky bastard,” Cody grumbled as we got out of the car. I smiled because he was right. I was luckier than I deserved to be.

Chapter 23

“You aren’t really going to make him do all of that when he gets home, are you?” Bryce asked shortly after Drew and Cody took off.

I wasn’t, but it was fun to mess with Drew’s mind since he was in better spirits. Before the attack, Drew and I had quickly settled into a place where no one who didn’t know us would believe he was little more than a boarder. I’d looked forward to him coming home because he had quick wit and a sharp tongue and it was always an adventure to see what’d come out of his mouth next. And that had gone away the night I found him in the alley.

“Nah, I figured we’d do that while they’re gone,” I told Bryce. “But admit it, the look on his face was priceless when I fucked with him.”

Bryce pulled me down onto the couch so I was straddling his lap. He cupped my ass, pulling me close enough that our cocks rubbed together. I bent down and allowed him to claim my mouth as he ground into me. Where Drew was content to go with whatever happened, every encounter with Bryce was filled with so much intensity it drove everything to atmospheric levels. “I love it when you show your mean streak.”

As Bryce lifted my shirt over my head and latched his mouth around one of my nipples, I kept waiting for guilt to overcome me about us doing this without Drew. Even though we’d finally talked about it and everyone agreed we didn’t all have to be present, I’d expected it to feel wrong. Instead, it felt very fucking right.

“I want to fuck you.” Bryce ran his hands up my chest, stopping long enough to pinch both of my nipples and twist slightly. It wasn’t my favorite sensation in the world, but Bryce loved doing it, and I knew it was a sign of pleasure to come. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you see stars. And then, when Drew comes home, I’ll tell him his first gift is waiting in the bedroom, and I’m going to watch while you fuck him nice and slow. He’ll beg you to make him come, but you’ll make him wait. I want to see just how evil you can be.”

“Fuck yes,” I agreed. I only hoped it’d be possible for me to make it last, because Drew had this way of clamping down on my dick as I plowed into him that made it nearly impossible to keep from coming.

Bryce pushed me off of him and grabbed my hand, practically dragging me into the bedroom. He shoved me down onto the bed and made quick work of stripping me from the waist down. My cock stood tall and proud away from my body, showing him how much it turned me on to hear him simply talk about what he wanted to do. He slid me back so my head was nearly hanging off the opposite side of the king bed, spread my legs wide and kneeled between them. My dick twitched as he looked down and licked his lips.

I watched, mesmerized as he wrapped his hand around my shaft and started stroking slowly. “You like the idea of me sitting in the corner, watching your dick sink deep into his ass?”

He twisted his hand over the head of my cock. I grunted my agreement. I wanted to beg him to keep going, to give me more. To fuck me the way he’d promised.

“When he’s begging you to speed up, to fuck him harder so he can come, you’re going to stop and look over at me,” he told me. His hand stopped at the base of my cock and he squeezed hard enough to pull me away from the edge of the orgasm that’d been building since Drew ground up against me in the kitchen earlier. “And when you do, you’re going to see my dick out. Hard and leaking because I want so badly to join you.”

“Then do it,” I implored. “I want you to fuck me while I’m fucking him again.”

“Mmmm, there will be time for that, but tonight, I want it to be the two of you,” he offered. He stopped talking long enough to bend down and lick his way from my taint all the way to the head of my aching cock. I reached out to hold his head between my legs, but he pulled back, reminding me we were doing this at his pace. “I want you to watch me jerk off while you’re fucking him, matching your thrusts to mine. And then you’re going to look at me and I’m going to see you’re hurting just as badly as he is. I’ll nod and you’ll take that as permission.”

Closing my eyes, I lost myself in the vivid picture Bryce painted for me. I gasped when I felt a wet finger press against my hole, never breaching my entrance, never quite giving me what I needed. If there’d been a time in my life when I’d been kept so close to the edge, I couldn’t remember it.

“You’ll reach down and start pumping his cock until all three of us are sweaty, sated heaps,” Bryce told me. God, that sounded like the perfect way to end the night. “You’ll collapse on top of him and hold out your hand, inviting me to join the two of you. How does that sound?”

“Perfect,” I sighed. “But for now, can we get to the part where you fuck me?”

Bryce laughed as he stood. I propped myself on my elbows so I could watch the strip show taking place on the other side of the bed. His dark eyes smoldered as he watched me watching him, knowing how hard it was for me to give him this level of control.

He grabbed the bottle of lube again and I rolled to my stomach, sticking my ass high in the air like a greedy slut. Bryce was the only man who’d made me this needy to feel a cock stretching me. The bed dipped and I felt the heat of Bryce’s body over me. He kissed his way down my spine, licking the top of my crack as he spread my cheeks wide. His tongue worked lower as he pressed two fingers deep inside my body. The burn was enough to make me scream, and I knew that was nothing compared to what I’d feel when Bryce forced his way into my body.

“You want to come, don’t you?” Bryce asked when he pulled away. I grunted something I hoped he’d take as assent. “Get your head up by the pillows. I’m not going to go slow. It’s going to hurt. I want you to feel me every time you hammer into Drew’s body later tonight.”

Bryce was always vocal, but never to this extent. Something had shifted and I fucking loved it. While I moved higher on the bed, Bryce grabbed a condom. I felt the broad head of his cock at my entrance and fisted the sheets under the pillow as I readied myself to take him.

Knowing we were alone in the house, I let loose a string of loud expletives as he thrust into me with one steady motion. It fucking hurt, and yet I found myself begging for more. Needing everything. Bryce stilled, giving both of us time to get used to the sensation.

“Going to fuck you now,” he warned me. His fingers dug into my ass hard enough I knew I’d be walking around with bruises in the morning. I wanted that. Needed all of it.

True to his word, Bryce didn’t hold back anything as he pounded into my body. My balls tightened as he hammered against my prostate and I was unable to hold back any longer. “Need to come, Bryce!”