“We’re gonna have to teach you some manners,cariño.” I rub the affected cheek while simultaneously rolling my hips into his, causing him to groan. “But don’t worry, baby. I can be patient.”
Prisonerby Raphael Lake, Aaron Levy, and Daniel Ryan Murphy filters through the speakers. The bass thumps sensually as I climb off the bed, never taking my eyes off Travis while I push open the chest, pulling out more fun toys he’s probably going to have a conniption about.
He really does look so damnbeautifulright now, helpless and immobile, spread wide open, giving me a delicious view of everything I plan to destroy by the end of the night. His skin is pulled taut and flushed pink, beads of sweat glistening under the glow of the red lights. My teeth ache to sink into his perfect complexation, marking him for anyone to see. Marking him asmine, because if he thinks this is truly just tonight, he’s got another thing coming.
Wild, cautious eyes track my every move as I climb back on the bed and position myself over his thighs again. His cock ruts out at my proximity, the tip slick with his evident arousal. My mouth waters with an undeniable need to taste him—taste how much he wants me, how much his body goes against his mind.
Travis glances down at my hands, swallowing hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “The hell is that?”
“You need to learn to be quiet,cariño.” Without another word, I lean down, my tongue flicking out against his left nipple. It tightens under my mouth, and when my teeth graze along the sensitive flesh, he gasps, back arching off the bed.
“Mateo…” My name is a breathy moan that he probably doesn’t even realize slipped off his tongue. My cock twitches at the sound.
Using my teeth to tug just hard enough to bring some pain, I pull back, placing one rubber-tipped clamp on the swollen bud as his eyes fly to mine, lips parting with a hiss. I repeat the same process on the other side before pulling, not so gently, on the metal chain the clamps are connected to, causing his upper half to lift slightly off the bed. When my lips meet his, I feel it everywhere. His tongue slips into my mouth, brushing against mine as I release the chain, letting him fall back onto the bed.
One hand crawls up to his neck, wrapping around and squeezingjustenough while my other slips between us, taking his silky, hard length in my palm. He’s burning hot to touch, whimpering into my mouth as I stroke him. Ripping my lips away, I work my way along his jaw, nipping as I go, until I reach his neck. Flicking my tongue against his earlobe, I can’t help the smirk that slides into place as I feel him shiver beneath me, goosebumps popping up on his flesh.
He'sso fuckingresponsive. I can’t get enough.
I run my thumb over his slit, gathering his precum and smearing it around before bringing it up to my mouth. He watches in rapt silence as I slip it past my lips, sucking it clean. His masculine, salty flavor seeps into my taste buds, and I wantmore. I need to taste more of him. Feel his weight against my tongue. Watch his face go lax from the pleasureIbring him.
Needing all of that and more, I slide down his body, positioning myself between his legs as the song switches toFeel You Outby Landon Tewers. I wrap my lips around his flared head, running my pierced tongue along the slit. His thighs tremble, breathing labored as he gazes down at me, a fervent type of hunger dancing in his eyes.
He moans softly as I take more of him into my mouth until my nose is brushing against the short blond hairs at the base. The clean, lightly musky scent of him surrounds me, my own cock throbbing painfully. The desire to sink into him, take him, and make him whollymineis strong. Too strong.
But not yet.
I swallow around his length before wrapping one hand around his shaft, bringing the other up to toy with his balls, and hollowing my cheeks. My mouth glides easily up and down his cock, sucking hard, and bringing him closer to the edge. It doesn’t take long to feel him swell in my mouth. Removing my hands and mouth from him, I sit back on my haunches, chuckling when I see the annoyance on his face at the loss of an orgasm. His brows pinch tightly together as he narrows his baby blues at me.
“You’re such a fucking asshole.” He drops his head back, staring up at the ceiling.
Grabbing the oil from beside me, I uncap it, smiling. “We’ve already been through this,cariño. Get used to it.”
Slick fingers find his crack as I use my other hand to spread his cheeks open. He shivers when the tip of my finger presses against his pink, puckered hole, but he bares down, letting me slip right past the muscle into his tight, hot channel. Gasps quickly morph into moans as I work my finger slowly in and out of him, only pausing to add a second digit into the mix.
My fingers crook, grazing that spot inside him that immediately glazes his eyes over. Supple lips part as sexy little cries fall from his mouth. Under the red glow, it’s hard to see clearly, but the pink splash staining his neck and cheeks is evident, giving way to how much I’m affecting him.
“Tell me how much you hate me,cariño.” I slip a third finger into his hole, using my other hand to wrap around his cock, still hard as steel. “Tell me how much you can’t fucking stand me, baby, while I have your body trembling with need from only my fingers.Tell. Me.”
He says nothing. There’s nothing he could say. Not anything truthful, anyway. Sure, hewantsto hate me. Wants to place his anger somewhere. The thing is, though, he could’ve told me to stop at any time. But did he?No.Because he wants this just as much as I do. The only difference is, I’m not afraid to admit that.
So, he may notlikeme, but his body sure does.
“What’s the matter, baby?” I taunt. “Don’t like how well I know your body already? Don’t like how good I make you feel? Makes it pretty hard to hate me, huh?”
“Fuck you,” he growls as he thrusts his hips into my fist.
“Look at you… writhing pathetically on the fingers of a man who fucked what was yours.” My fist tightens as I jack him hard. “You’re right on the edge, about to come like a little fucking whore for a stranger you claim to fucking hate.”
He grits his teeth, but otherwise says nothing.
“You know what, though?” Withdrawing my fingers, I climb up his body until I’m sitting on his chest. “You don’t fucking deserve to come. You haven’tearnedit… yet.”
My fingers thrust brutally into his mussed-up hair, gripping painfully and yanking his head back until he has no choice but to look at me. With my other hand, I pinch his chin between my thumb and index finger, his lips parting.
“Now, open your fucking mouth,” I growl, and much to my surprise, he listens. Leaning closer to his face, the spit falls past my lips, onto his tongue as I let go of his chin, pushing my briefs down. I pump myself a few times before smearing my precum on his lips. His tongue darts out, cleaning the mess immediately.
Pushing past his lips, I shove my cock far enough into his mouth, he gags. Tears spring to his eyes, andfuck, it’s a heady sight. “That’s it, baby,” I coo, rolling my hips so I’m fucking his face slowly. “Cry for me,cariño. Choke on me.”
