Ethan said nothing because he had a dick down his throat, and he couldn’t respond. All he could do was take the oral assault with the man’s cock.
As Gene used his face, Ethan didn’t touch his own dick. He’d been trained better than that. If he broke the rules, Tala wouldn’t be getting off, and that was the opposite of what he needed.
Someone was going to be a good Tala.
No.
Matter.
What.
Daddy gave the orders, and he worshipped on his knees. It had been weeks since he’d been able to let Tala out for this man, simply because they had company in their condo—nonstop.
But by Jesus, with each passing day, Ethan had wanted this man to just take him on their couch like he used to.
Rough.
And.
Hard.
“I’m close,” Gene said, knowing he needed to take the edge off, or he’d be out of control. “Be ready,” he warned. “Swallow all of me, or I’ll punish you in ways you never thought I could.”
Oh, holy fuck.
Ethan wanted that.
He wanted that in the worst way possible.
As he took his dick further down his throat, Gene exploded, and he forced Ethan’s head further onto his erection. There was no way to breathe, and he hadn’t been ready for it.
His choking response kicked in, and he began fighting for air. The whole time, the bigger man refused to let him free to get any.
Oh, and he knew why.
Gene liked it when he fought.
At the lack of air, Ethan got dizzy, but he wasn’t in control, and that was exactly what Gene was trying to show him. The minute he gave up fighting, and went with it, Gene would let him breathe.
All around Ethan, the room began spinning.
Just as he was about to black out, he felt Gene relent. That’s when he picked him up, and he went limp in his arms.
“I love it when you fight me, Tala. You know that,” he said, holding him as Ethan focused on getting air in. “Today is going to be a rough day for you until you learn I’m in control—not you. I own all of you, and your breathing.”
Oh, God.
His dick ached so bad for attention.
Ethan was finally getting what he wanted. Gene was going harder, and not cutting him slack. The harder he went, the more he wanted.
No.
Craved.
There was no gentleness now, and Ethan understood why Gene had given him a safe word.
He was definitely going to make him work for it, or break him of all the bad habits.
