End It All (Vitale Brothers, #5)

by Brea Alepoú

"Was waiting for you, of course."

"Really?"

"The way you shove your cock down my throat and cling to me says you are."

"Was this how you wanted me to move, baby girl?" I purred into his ear. I ground against him, my own body responding to the groans he allowed to escape.

You're to be there at seven. I'll send you the location." Manhattan? "That's Vitale terri⁠—"

"Nothing. Just work, peaches. I'll be back as soon as possible."

"You want to fuck outside in this cold?" He stared up at me as if I'd lost my mind. "My cum would freeze." "Don't be a pussy. And no need to worry, you can cum down my throat."

Even the thought of that didn't stroke my arousal as much as the thought of having Blake's cock. There was something seriously wrong with Vitale dick. They shot out addictive drugs or something. "Thought you had to go?"

The way he devoured me through a single kiss had my already needy cock weeping for more. My entire body lit up as if he'd fed me flames. He coaxed a moan out of me easily and swallowed it greedily like he'd been thinking about kissing me this entire time. My mind was blissfully blank. Pleasure, I could do. There was no thought that went into it, and when Blake and I crashed together, it was pure carnal instinct. Our chemistry was off the charts. "Touch me,"

He sucked on my throat, sending shock waves of ecstasy straight to my cock. If I could, I'd cum from him leaving hickeys on me. "Fuck, that's it, baby girl, ma—"

"Do whatever you want to me."

"See? Desperate whore," Bl...

"You're the one who can't keep his hands off me. I'd say you're the slutty one out of the two of us."

let alone my cock out. My breath hitched as he flicked my piercing before stroking me in a firm grasp. A sound achingly close to a moan ripped from between my lips and bounced off the brick walls.

"I know you said quickie." Blake rubbed his cock against my leg, a look of need covering his face. "I want to bury my cock inside of you."

"Damn, your ass looks good. I wish we were at home." "Hurry the fuck up before someone comes and ruins this." "I don't have lube." "It’s never stopped you before.”

“Don't be a pussy, Blake. Fuck me like you want to." A sharp slap to my ass had me reflectively thrusting forward and then back. Blake groaned before dropping down behind me. "We don't have time—Fuck."

Blake's hot tongue slipped into my hole. He wiggled it around, thrusting in and out, teasing my bo...

was ready to cum before, I was seconds away from blowing my load now. "Baby girl, enough." My voice sounded strained.

"I'm not done," Blake teased. He swiped his tongue over my entrance one more time pulling more needy sounds from me. "You need to learn the word quickie,”

"Your hole is sexy as fuck. How c...

Blake didn't hesitate as he started to fuck me. My moans filled the small space surrounding us. "You like that?"

"Fuck, you get so tight every time I play with your piercing." Blake slammed up into me, hitting my prostate and driving me insane.

"What else do you like, Quincy?"

Blake pinched my nipples, and it was as if there was a live wire connecting the sensitive buds to the tip of my cock. "There," I moaned.

His cock slid out of my hole before he was slamming back in without hesitation. I reached back grabbing a fistful of his soft hair. I twisted at a weird angle and bit his lips like I'd wanted to. "Fuck me harder. Don't be soft, baby girl."

Blake tweaked and rolled my nipples, abandoning my cock to torture me.

"What the fuck are you stopping for?"

"You want me inside you that bad, huh?"

"Either get back inside of me or shut the fuck up," I warned. "Yeah, you want me."

Every single time he dragged his length out, I tightened, trying to keep him in. "Fuck, you're so needy," Blake said against my ear, dragging his tongue over my flesh.

Blake 's hands were all over me as he fucked me. Our tongues twisted together and I tasted every inch of his mouth. There was still the faint cinnamon from the gum he liked to chew so much. "あなたとのキスは病みつきになる。気をつけないと。" Kissing you is addictive. I should be careful.

"What did you say?"

you're worried about what it means, you're not fucking me hard enough. What's the matter? I won't break, so stop playing around."

"Did you bite me?"

it again," I moaned. "Beg me." Blake changed the angle his cock was entering me and my toes curled as my vision went white for a second.

"More," I growled. I needed more. I tried arching my back as much as possible. There wasn’t a whole lot of room to move.

want your hand on my dick." Blake bit down on my shoulder in response, dragging a needy whine out of me. Fuck, I needed to keep it down but I couldn't find an ounce of fuck to care about people hearing, let alone seeing me spread open like a charcuterie board for Blake to sample. "Say please. Beg me like the cock-hungry whore you are."

"Please, baby girl, stroke my cock. Make me cum while you fill me with yours."

Blake swore as his hand wrapped tightly around my cock. His thumb played with my piercing steadily as he fucked me with hard thrusts. Each time he hit my prostate, I lost a little more sanity. I was pretty certain my legs were go...

"Come on, Blake, fill me with everything you have. I want to walk around knowing I'm stuffed full of your cum." Blake groaned and shoved his hand against my mouth.

The pain heightened my orgasm to another level. I was going to lose my fucking mind. Hot splashes of cum followed quickly after filling me with warmth. No fire could ever come close. A groan slipped between my lips as I reflectively clenched around Blake's cock. "Damn it, Quincy."

"You're not going." It was dangerous.

took the keys from his hand. "When did you even take them?" "When you swung at me earlier."

"What are you doing at the docks, Blake? I don't recall asking you to go there." "Sightseeing," Blake said.

"Un altro fratello che pensa di essere intelligente." A heavy sigh filled the car as Benito continued to mudder in Italian. "Idiota. Perché io?"

"Said you're the best little brother in the world and he can't wait to buy you cake."

"Blake is paying for the medical bill against Harlow's wishes. You owe me nothing. Not to mention, if I didn't help I'd never hear the end of it out of my husband's mouth."

Touch him and I'll cut off all your fingers and shove them up your ass.

"Threat, no.”