“Did you like your surprise?” he asked when I was forced to break away for air.
“Loved it,” I panted, lungs burning. “I only wish they could’ve stayed longer.” James rolled his hips and I moaned, arching off the bed. “I wanted so much more.”
“How much more?” He turned his attention to my neck, licking a hot path up to his mark where he latched on and sucked, deepening the bruise. “Tell me, love.”
I cried out again as his thumb brushed my sensitive nipple. I was one wrong move away from erupting, and he wanted me tospeak? “Oh…I c-can’t.”
“Yes, you can, Ryder.” James’s voice was a low rumble, vibrating through my body and straight down to my cock. His mouth worked its way south and if I had any chance of getting the words out, it had to be before he got his mouth on my dick because I didn’t stand a chance of holding back once he did.
“I want to take their clothes off,” I strained. “I’m dying to see what they’ve got under those clothes.”
“How would you strip them?”
I snarled. Damn him.
ButGod,undressing Shi Baby looked good in my head. It reminded me of my first night with James, when he’d made me instruct him over the phone how I’d unravel him piece by piece.
I sighed. “The hoodie,” I panted, chest heaving. James’s tongue swirled around one nipple, wetting it before moving onto the other. “I’d lose the hoodie first. It hides the most.”
James hummed his approval. “Keep going.”
“God,” I groaned, back arching off the mattress. James licked a hot path down my stomach, tongue swirling into my belly button. Damn it, he was moving so slowly. He knelt between my thighs, making it impossible to touch myself.
“Hands above your head, love,” James whispered, as if he could read my damn mind. “Hold onto the mattress and don’t move—and don’tstop talking.”
Whimpering, I obeyed. I couldn’t explain the raw, visceralneedto submit to the man, but it felt too damn good to question it. I raised my arms above my head, hooking them onto themattress and squeezing with everything I had in a desperate attempt to release some of my pent-up energy.
“I’d touch them.” I paused to make room for another indecent sound. “I wouldn’t be able to resist once I had their shirt off.”
James was teasing me now, his hot breath washing over my rigid cock. He still didn’t touch me but watched with red-swirled eyes as a drop of precome burst from my slit and dropped to my stomach. “Then?”
“I…ah!” James had licked a path up my shaft, catching the next drop of clear liquid on his tongue. My next words puffed out as he repeated the motion over and over. “Pants next. I’d lay them down on the bed gently—they don’t need me to be rough—and peel their jeans off, kissing their legs.”
James blew a cool breath over my aching cock, and I took that as a torturous demand to keep going.
“They’re ready for me,” I breathed. “I can see it.”
James returned to licking over my shaft and this time, he rewarded me by finally sucking my dripping cockhead between his lips. A low, guttural groan ripped its way up from my chest. James, his mouth too busy to speak, didn’t reprimand me for staying quiet. Instead, I let the rest of my fantasy play out in my head. James sucked, and I removed Shi’s underwear. In my head,theywere the one grasping at the mattress, the sheets, desperate for anything to clutch.
In the end, I decided that it would be my hair. I mimicked the way I imagined Shi grabbing me, releasing the mattress to spear my fingers through James’s hair. My nails scratched at his scalp, and his pleased hum vibrated up my shaft.
My eyes squeezed shut, every muscle in my body clenched with the effort of keeping my orgasm at bay. The darkness let the movie in my mind become clearer: Shi laid naked in front of me, chest heaving with each hard-earned breath. Now, however,James knelt behind me, softly praising me as slicked up fingers teased down my crease.
I jolted, feeling the same action happen for real. With a slow exhale, I relaxed and opened up for him to push a finger through.
In my mind, he did the same, and Shi spread their legs for me. The mental image sent a jolt down my spine. My cock hit the back of James’s throat, and the tight, wet constriction nearly made me lose it. Then I put my mouth to Shi, and I moaned, James pulling off just to hollow his cheeks and take me down again.
“I can’t take it anymore,” I muttered. “Please…”
I peeled my eyes open, finding blood-red ones looking at me. They sparkled, and James smiled around my cock. He loved the fact that he could reduce me to a begging, pleading, whimpering mess, and I knew exactly what that glint in his eye meant: “Keep begging.”
“Please…” I slurred. In my mind, James was two fingers deep in my ass and Shi’s hips rocked against my tongue, chasing their own release.
But I wasn’t going to make it until they found it.
“Fuck, I’m about to come.”
James doubled down. I got far enough in my fantasy to see him lining his cock up with my entrance, and for Shi to cry out the first crest of their orgasm.
