“You turn me on.” I nip his jaw.
“Me or my arsehole?”
I chuckle against his lips. “All of you.”
I squeeze lube over his arse and my fingers. I press my mouth to his neck, where a vampire might bite its victim, and suck hard in the exact moment I push my slippery finger inside him. Quinn gasps and whimpers. I suck harder as I stroke over his prostate, making him buck his hips. He wraps his arms around my shoulders and drags his finger over my skin again. I imagine him making fresh marks that criss-cross the first set. I suck his neck and thrust into his arse while he tangles his fingers into my hair. He pants, whines, and moans as he presses kiss after kiss against my temple.
I stop and reach for a condom.
“Only one finger, Sir?”
“Yes. Problem?”
I watch his face closely, looking for any sign of doubt. All I see is desperate lust.
“No, Sir. Green.”
I smile at him as I roll the condom onto my cock and then rub lube over it as I make myself fully erect. Quinn’s gaze darts to the nipple clamps. He must be desperate to have them attached to him.
I wag my finger again. “Don’t you trust me?”
“Yes, Sir, always, Sir.”
“Then trust that I will use them when the time is right.”
He swallows and nods.
I run my fingers over the damp, swollen, red mark on his neck.
“How does it look?” Quinn whispers.
“Sexy.”
He sucks his lower lip into his mouth. “It feels sexy.” He puts his hand over my fingers, pressing them against the tender spot. “I love it when you mark me, Sir.”
“Good, because I’m not done.”
I grasp his hands and pin them on either side of his head as I enter him. I’m not gentle. His arse tightens around my length, and his eyebrows knot together. He drags in a shuddering breath and bites his lower lip.
“Let me.”
He releases his lip so I can take over. I suck it into my mouth and then bite, gently at first, but as I drive balls deep into him, I increase the pressure. The way he squeaks and moans drives me insane. I turn the bite into a fierce kiss as I hold still inside him. His arse muscles are squeezing tight like they want to lock me inside him forever. I break the kiss and lift my head so I can gaze at him. His lip is slightly puffy where I bit it. I run my finger over it and then lean down to lick the pain away.
“Gorgeous.” I rake my nails over his chest and nipples, hard enough to leave bright red marks.
Quinn shivers beneath me and tries to roll his hips.
“Did I say you could do that?”
“No… but…” He lets out a noise of frustration.
“You lie still unless I tell you to. Do you understand?”
He scowls at me. “Yes, Sir.”
I drag my nails over his skin again, following the exact same path as before. At the same time, I pull my dick slowly out of him until only the head is enveloped by his body. In the moment I lift my nails off his skin, I slam back into him, making his body jolt. His eyes roll back, and he lets out a glorious groan.
“Did you like that?”
