I knew I was going to come fast but I didn’t want it to bethisfast.
I can’t help it when I look at his eyes and hear him demanding my cock like that.
“Fuck, Hunter?—”
My words are broken as I groan deeply, pushing into his ass. I’m going to lose control.
“Nope. You’re not allowed to come yet.”
My cock throbs. “Hunter,” I whisper.
“You’ll come when I tell you.”
It takes every shred of willpower inside me to stop.
I shut my eyes.
I see red, then black.
My cock is still inside him, but I’ve stopped thrusting, because I know I’ll come in another stroke.
“Good,” he murmurs.
And I feel him squeeze his ass around me from the inside, and I nearly lose it.
I groan deeply, steadying myself on the bed above him.
I breathe in.
Breathe out.
I want to be good for him.
I have to do what he says.
“Sogood for me,” he whispers, and I swear just the sound of the praise in his voice is practically enough to make me blow.
I don’t, though.
Because I’m following. His. Fucking. Orders.
“Open your eyes,” he says next, and I have to take a deep breath before I’m able to do that.
I slowly open them, looking down at him.
My cock throbs when I see the blown-out look in his pupils, the slight flush along his perfect cheekbones.
I can’t stop.
I have to fucking come inside you.
I’m halfway thrust into him now, and I slowly move in deep, pushing my cock forward until it’s all the way in.
I steady myself again, coming to a stop.
And he gives me another squeeze.
“Goddamnit,” I utter as tension makes my cock ache more than it ever has before. “You. You areimpossible.”
