Chapter 12
Ryan’s POV
Ethan’s breath was hot against my ear, his voice low and rough like gravel when he whispered.
“f**k me this time. Can you do it, Ryan? Can you f**k your big brother right here in this theater like you own this ass?”
My heart slammed so hard against my ribs I actually felt lightheaded for a second.
My c**k was already throbbing painfully inside my sweats, trapped under the weight of his ass as he kept rolling those slow, filthy circles against me.
Every grind pushed his cheeks apart just enough that I could feel the heat of his hole through the thin fabric.
I swallowed hard, my mouth dry even though my whole body was sweating.
“Ethan… Can I really do it here?” I whispered back, my voice shaking against the side of his neck.
“What if someone turns around?
