Lucas gritted his teeth at the sight of Dylan weeping and muffling his own cry. He didn't know why but anger shot up in his chest right at that moment, and so he forcefully caught the boy's wrists and locked them above his head.
Dylan's dark irises widened in shock when he saw the man's infuriated look, but he dared not question anything and just continued biting his own upper arm to suppress his voice, eyes tightly shut as he couldn't stand the shame of his body welcoming Lucas' violent thrusts and his lust demanding to be satisfied.
Alas, his desire remained insatiable since Lucas kept pulling out and ejaculated outside.
The squelching sound as their skin returned slapping against each other was enough to make Dylan feel humiliated. But the hollow sensation each time Lucas released his thick load anywhere but inside made Dylan even more ashamed.
