Chapter 57 Dirty Drink

• Really, it was a wonder they got any work done. By the time Brandon got home that day, he'd lost count of how many times he'd been fucked. His ass felt a little sore with every step, but after months of this, his body was used to it. The soreness was almost comforting, a constant reminder of Ethan even when he wasn't there.
• "Are we going to finally talk about it?"
• Brandon stopped in his tracks, wincing. "Hey. I'm tired. Can we talk tomorrow—"