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Maverick was the hottest guy he’d ever seen—hotter than any movie star, hotter than any porn star, and way the hell hotter than anyone Bradley was likely to find in a tiny town in the back of beyond. Besides, Bradley had felt so furious, so betrayed by Mav—by the last person he’d thought would ever let him down—that it had felt like a filthy kind of justice, fantasizing about fucking him, using him, treating him like a slut in a skin film. Imagining holding him down and not letting him go. Making him take it, making him moan for it, beg for it—come from it. So yeah, it was fucked up to fantasize about his godfather, but he was thirty-four years old and had been getting off hard to every filthy scenario he could imagine that involved Maverick stuffed full of his cock since he was seventeen. Thirty-four years old, and he’d spent half of his life with Maverick as his bulletproof kink, the thought that got him hotter faster than anything else.