He went all in, no holds barred, straight out of the gate, jerking me off like it was his sole purpose for living... and it felt so fucking good, so goddamnperfect, that my hips bucked up without my permission, thrusting through his fist like a beast.
“Noah, Jesus,fuck,” I gritted out. Fuckingpantingalready.
He made a pretty little sound in response and my balls suddenly drew up tight, so fucking ready to blow that it would have been embarrassing if I’d had any spare brain power to give a shit. But nope. Noah’s eyes were glued to my cock, his hand making an obscenely dirty sound that put porn to shame, and when he ran his thumb over that spot just under my cockhead—
“Shit shit shit,” I grunted, every muscle in my core contracting as an erotic, blistering heat shot down my spine, so goddamn good that even mytoestingled. Holy fuck, my whole body was in on it, every fucking part of me Usain Bolting toward the finish line as my cock swelled like a damn beast in Noah’s grip and prepared to unleash.
Already?
Oh,hellno.
I dug my fingers into the mattress and hissed out a breath, fighting back the rapidly building cum-tsunami inside me with a vengeance.
I normally had a shit-ton of stamina, but Jesus. It was like the minute Noah had put his hands on me, I’d turned into a goddamn virgin who’d just discovered his dick. No way was I ready for this to be over before we’d barely gotten started, though. That shit wasnothappening.
“Fuck fuckfuck,” I gritted out, my abs flexing hard as I thrust up through his fist again. Then I finally dragged out a shred of fucking self-control and made myself say, “Baby, Noah, shit,stop.”
His angle was off, and his grip was sloppy, and his technique was clumsy as hell, but guess my boy was just some kind of goddamn cock-whisperer or something, because having him work my cock like that had still been blowing-my-fucking-mind levels of good. But what was even better? The way Noahinstantlystopped, hand trembling and motionless around my cock, on my say so.
He looked up at me and whined again, face flushed and pupils blown and those big eyes of his swimming in an agony of want. “Master,” he whispered, frozen in place by my words alone. “Please?”
Not Gage.
Not “G.”
MotherfuckingMaster.
“Wait,” I gritted out as my engorged cock throbbed in his fist. I had to get myself under control before I gave him permission to keep going. Otherwise, there was no way I was going to last more than another stroke or two. Not normally a problem for me, but goddamn. Sheer fucking horniness had burned away the last of my buzz from that beer earlier, but not gonna lie, stone-cold-sober me still felt three sheets to the wind, totally intoxicated off Noah’s dedication to his role.
Correction: not to hisrole. This was real. I knew my boy, and he was all in. I’d told him to jerk me, and he’d dived right into the deep end. I’d needed him to pause, and he’d stopped on a dime. I said it, he did it. No hesitation. No backtalk. He fuckinglovedtaking my orders. And maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised since he’d always liked being told what to do—he had a bit of an ADHD thing going on and I’d known for a while now that me taking charge kind of settled him down and helped him focus—but now, with that collar on? It was like he was finally letting himself give in to me completely, taking his normal tendency toward obedience to a whole new level.
A level that had us both rock hard and ready to blow.
And just like that, I almost did. Because the image of Noah, blowing his load at my command? Shit fuck holy bejesus.Thatwas fucking hot, and now that I had it in my head, I wanted to see the real thing. I wanted it even more than I wanted to come myself, which was hella weird but also… not.
It was Noah. I always wanted him to feel good.
“No more jerking me until you lube me up, baby,” I told him, crunching up so I could reach him. I pried his hand off my cock, hissing at the perfect moment of friction, then moved it over to his sweet little shaft and wrapped his fingers around the six inches he had pointing my direction. “Now take care of my property for me, slave. Give me what I want.”
“Wh-what?” Noah stuttered, looking sex-drunk and dazed and… well, and probably stillactuallydrunk, too. But definitely blissed out, which sparked some seriously possessive caveman-style shit inside me, becauseI’dgiven him that.
My boy hadn’t even come yet, hadn’t touched himself until I’d made him do it just now, and he was already looking like he was high on the afterglow, just from calling me Master.
I could seriously get used to this.
“I want you to jerk yourself off,” I spelled out for him, urging him up so he was kneeling between my legs. “Get your cum all over my cock so you can finish pleasing your master, baby. Lube me up with it, Noe, and then use it to finish what you started.”
Noah’s pretty, pretty eyes went wide for a second as he stared down at the cock in his hand, then looked at mine, then back at his, then—
“Unnnnnnnnnnghhhh,” he moaned, a shudder rippling through his body, a visible wave of motherfucking want that I could goddamnseeas it rocked through him.
Then his hand tightened around his dick and his head fell back and he started to stroke it for me, just like I’d told him to.
Oh, fuck. Why was that so fuckinghot?
“Good boy,” I gritted out, planting my feet on the bed and bending my knees up, spreading them wide so he’d have easier access to the target. “So fucking good for me, Noe.”
Then I was humping the fucking air before I could stop myself, because the sound of Noah panting and moaning for me, the sight of his slim little body getting all flushed and tight as he worked himself over, head tipped back and eyes half closed and… holy motherfuckingshit. I had to wrap my fist around the base of my cock andsqueeze, choke the snake out before it spat, settle myself the fuck down so I’d be able to wait for my slave to come first.
