“Now, I’m going to get you off, but I want you to keep your eyes on Jensen. If I see either of you look away from each other, I will stop. All right?”
I could barely breathe. “Okay.”
“Yes, Lorraine,” Luke said in an echoing, high-pitched, obedient quiver.
“Excellent. Such good boys, both of you. I’ll be sure to let Kamal know.”
With her left hand, she took hold of Luke’s arching cock and began to stroke slowly. With her right hand, she rocked the base of the pup tail plug until she had Luke moaning, grunting, and squirming in place.
So many emotions flitted through Luke’s eyes as I kept my gaze locked to his, until they glazed over, and he came with a shout and belly-deep groan, Lorraine milking the come out of him with skilled fingers and rocking the plug until he was done.
He sagged there, tremors running up and down his arms and legs, barely able to keep himself upright as Lorraine gently extracted the butt plug, then removed her gloves and unbuckled the pup hood. She lifted it off Luke’s head.
She glanced at me standing there, shorts so fucking tight over my erection, chest heaving, and asked, “Do you need to be alone for a second?” with a smirk.
I cleared my throat and tried to think of something funny to say.
Lorraine pulled the hood off Luke and he gazed at me with those wide blue eyes, blown and dark from his orgasm, hair damp with sweat.
“Hi,” I said.
“Hi,” he said. His eyes raked down my torso and locked onto the bulge in my shorts.
I shrugged. “Sorry. You do this to me. Every time.”
Luke looked over at Lorraine, eyebrows raised, but he didn’t say anything.
Lorraine grinned. “You want me to leave for,” she glanced at her watch. “let’s say ten minutes? Long enough, do you think?”
Luke looked back at me while I took a moment to process what was going on. I looked back and forth between them until my brain decoded her question.
“Oh fuck. Plenty,” I whispered breathlessly, eyes locked with Luke’s, heartbeat ramping up even more.
Lorraine laughed. “He’s been such a good boy. I’ll give you fifteen. Then back to the grooming barn with you both.”
She put her things on the table and walked out the side door of the arena, leaving us alone.
As soon as she’d gone, Luke climbed gracefully off the massage table. But he didn’t stand. He went to all fours on the floor and moved toward me like a hungry tiger.
I took a step back but he licked his lips, eyeing my crotch, and kept coming.
“Uh, what are you doing?” I asked although I could guess what he wanted.
He didn’t answer but I stood my ground as he approached. When he got close enough he rose up on his knees and grabbed my hip, pulling me forward as he pushed up my shirt and bent his face to my belly right above my waistband.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned, staring down at him as he licked and bit at me, then curled his fingers under the waistbands of my shorts and boxer briefs and drew them down. My dick popped out and almost slapped him on the chin.
I barely had time to breathe before he had my cock in his mouth.
After everything I’d seen, I was as hard as a rock and leaking so much fluid I’d soaked the front of my briefs. A few more minutes and the wet would have come through my shorts. I tried to hold onto my dignity for a few moments while Luke sucked so hard my brain was about to come out my dick.
“Oh my God, fuck, Jesus, Luke,” I groaned, hands on his head as he worked me, grasping at his short hair that didn’t provide any handholds at all while my cock thrust in and out of his mouth.
When those blue eyes flashed up to meet mine, my lips parted on a silent scream as I came hard in his mouth, thrusting mindlessly as waves of pleasure overtook me. I stared down at this beautiful, complex man who possessed so many layers to his personality and wondered how I’d gotten this lucky.
Chapter Twenty
In the grooming barn, while cleaning Luke after this intense session, I was reminded again of his unexpected fragility. His session with Lorraine had taken him apart. The harshness of Kamal’s weekend punishments affected him less than Lorraine’s gentle and playful manner.
