Page 20 of Stetson
“No!” I cried. “Don’t stop.”
I peered over my shoulder. Levi sat back on his heels, admiring his work. “Should I let you come?”
“Please,” I begged, rutting against the mattress. “I can’t hold it.”
Levi clenched my ass again, and my breath hitched. “Clearly you can or you would have erupted by now.”
“Daddy…”
That triggered a growl from the man behind me.
Barrett spoke up, his voice light and breathy. “Levi, let the poor thing come before you make him cry.”
“What he said,” I moaned, the sound turning guttural with the sensation of Levi’sslickfinger slipping inside me. When had he grabbed the lube?
“You really want to come before I can claim this tight little ass of yours?”
“Oh,shit!” I yelped, Levi’s hand cracking down on my ass cheek.
“Watch your mouth, boy.”
I bit back another curse.More? There was more? “Fu—hngh. I change my mind. I can wait.”
Levi chuckled, spreading warmth through my body. His hand soothed the sting from the slap. “That’s what I thought.”
“Shit.” Barrett muttered from beside me. This time, I spared looking in his direction. I might have lost it if I had. The slick glide of his hand shuttling over his cock was torture enough.
Levi momentarily brought me back down to earth, rubbing a soothing path over my back. “It’s time to talk safewords baby. Is the traffic light system okay with you?”
“Mmhmm.”
“Can you tell me what that means?”
How in the hell did he expect me to form a coherent sentence right now? But he leaned over and whispered my name softly in my ear. “Yellow to slow down, red to stop,” I strained.
“Good boy,” he cooed, straightening once again. I rocked backward, dying to havesomethinginside me. “Do we need a condom?”
My head thrashed side to side. “I was clear at my last physical.” I swallowed, my throat dry. “I want to feel you.” My hips lurched again. “Please, Daddy.”
Barrett moaned, and Levi spat out a curse. “You’re going to kill me, Stetson.”
This time I heard theclickof the lube bottle. Levi drizzled the cool liquid over my heated skin and I gasped, clenching around his fingers. Two slid in easily and just when I thought he’d show me some mercy, he added a third. Levi was relentless, tapping my prostate until I was nothing more than writhing, whimpering mess beneath him. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying like hell to hold on. My fists clenched tight beneath my head, nails biting into my palms.
“You ready, baby boy?”
“Yes,” I keened with another bump to my sweet spot. Fuck, I’d never been so close in my life. It felt like one move would completely unravel me. “Yes, Daddy. I’m ready.”
Barrett panted, and I tried to banish the mental image. I hadn’t known that being watched was something I needed but damn, it did something to me.
Levi’s cock lined up with my entrance. All of a sudden, those three fingers didn’t feel like enough.
I didn’t care.
“Breathe, baby,” he instructed.
I did and as I exhaled, Levi pushed through the first ring of muscle. My dick was getting impatient. I was so close to relief, tears painted my cheeks. I was going to come hands free but I’d be damned if I wasn’t going to takeallof Levi first.
Eager, I rocked onto him, stealing another inch. His hand flattened on my lower back, and his laugh vibrated my skin. “Impatient little boy,” he muttered, though he pushed in deeper.
