What does it say about us that the foundation we’ve built whatever this is upon is formed from how much he loves what I dish out to him?
That he wants…more?
I think Casey is biding her timeand watching to see how things play out between me and Declan, long-term. Maybe she thinks I’ll grow tired of him.
Or that he’ll get tired of me.
It’s nearly midnight before I’ve exhausted myself and I’m ready to finish him off. He’s got a puddle of pre-cum on the towel I put under him.
I lube him and me and slide my cock inside him without untying him. Then I flip us onto our sides.
He’shelpless in my arms. As he looks up at me, he wiggles enough he can fit his neck into my cupped left hand.
“Please, Sir?” he begs.
He begs so beautifully.
I slant my lips over his and kiss him, even as I stroke his cock. I fuck him, I tease him, I relish his desperate pleas to come, the way he tries to rock his body against me and can’t because of my ropes around him.
I own him completelyin this moment, inside and out.
My own orgasm is closing in, so I start clamping down on his neck. He comes a breath before I do, and the loud moan he lets out quickly fades as he starts to lose consciousness.
I immediately relax my left hand and he gasps, takes a deep breath.
My climax feels like it’s going to turn my balls inside out, it hits me so hard. Explosions go off behind my eyelidsas pleasure spikes through me and I pump his ass full. The climax leaves me gasping for breath and shivering where I’m pressed around Declan’s body.
As ashamed as part of me feels over admitting this, I know I never came that hard in all my years with Ellen, and I thought I’d hit the pinnacle of that benchmark with her, multiple times.
The rage demon has left me now. I nuzzle Declan’s nose withmine, catching my breath.
I also start feeling more than a little ashamed of myself. Right now, he looks like he’d walk off a cliff if I asked him, and I just beat the crap out of him.
Because I felt pissed off because Casey bit him, after I scared her last night and she volunteered to switch nights with me.
Back up.
She’ssharingher damnboyfriendwith me.
Part of me is tempted to tellhim I love him right now, except he’s…gone. He’s in his happy place, and I don’t want to make him brain right now.
I untie him and he practically melts against me for a moment while I cuddle with him.
“How’s my boy?” I ask.
He lets out a happy sigh. “Wonderful, Sir.Damn, I needed that.”
I nuzzle his nose. “What’d Casey say about our DC weekend?”
“We honestly haven’t had much chance to talkabout personal stuff.”
“She had time to bite you today.”
He arches an eyebrow at me. “Jealous, Sir?”
“A little.” Why lie?
I love his smirk. “Literally about one minute locked in her office before she headed out. She told me to come have fun with you and hopefully help you sleep.”
