“What?” I whispered, praying I hadn’t just imagined it.
“I’m not… fucking…sharing,” he repeated, enunciating each word in a low, rumbling timbre that made my stomach quake and my dick throb and made me… made me want tobelieve. “You’ve got my collar on, and we already agreed on this, Noah. That collar makes you motherfuckingmine.”
He ground his cock against my ass again, and I moaned without thinking, just like I had before, like it was some kind of Pavlovian response he’d already trained into me. One I couldn’t have stopped if I’d tried.
Spoiler: I had no interest in trying.
“See? You fucking want this,” Gage growled into my ear, doing it again.
“Yes,” I gasped as he did it yet again, and thenagain—grind, moan, rinse, repeat—over and over until I was panting underneath him, hot and aching and filled with a hungry, desperate yearning that totally overwhelmed me.
My dick was leaking.
The sheets were soaked through.
Gage kept rocking his big body on top of me, grinding against me, humping me into the wet spot I’d made and making my dick rub through it until the slip and slide and friction and heat shut my brain right down, replacing all those horrid insecurities and doubts with… with…
Oh God so goodsogoodsogood.
Withthat.
“You sound like… a goddamn… porn star right now,” Gage grunted, sending sizzling sparks racing through my body as he rocked against my ass. “It’s hot asfuck, Noe, and it’s all… for my cock.”
I whimpered. Nodded. Never wanted it to end.
“So don’t… don’t try and fucking say you’re not… notintothis.” Gage thrust against me even harder. “Or that it’s too fucking… fuckinggay. Or that you don’t… don’t fuckingwantit, bro.”
“I do,” I panted, hope flaring back to life inside me and lighting up my heart. “I want it.”
“Fuck yeah, you do,” he growled into my ear, hot breath slapping against the back of my neck. “Say it a-fucking-gain.”
“I want it. I want it so bad.” Of course I did. “Please, Gage,God.”
He laughed, low and throaty, and worked a hand between our bodies. “You begging, slave?”
Happily. Endlessly. Anything.
“Please,” I repeated as he shoved his sweatpants down to his thighs… pulled his cock out… kept right on grinding against me. But now—oh God, oh myGod—with the burning, unmistakable heat of that mouth-watering snake of hisdirectly on my skin.
It was hot and insistent and thick and hard and I never, ever wanted him to stop driving it against me, humping the crack of my ass like I was his own personal sex doll, taking charge and telling me what I needed and knowing exactly what I wanted and… andowningme.
“Master,” I whispered, so horny I felt high. I didn’t… didn’t even know what I was trying to say, just that it felt good to say it.
“Youlikehaving me in charge, slave,” Gage said, understanding me perfectly without me having to say anything more at all. He slid a hand underneath me, never breaking his rhythm as he thrust his hard cock against my ass. “You fuckinglovehaving me in charge.”
He wrapped his hand around my dick, and I whimpered. Tried to nod. Was in heaven.
“This sweet little cock of yours doesn’t…Jesus. It doesn’t… fucking… lie,” Gage gritted out as my balls pulled up toward my body and my dick swelled up in his hand. “And it’s telling me… telling me loud and fucking clear, that you’re… you’re hard, and wet, and goddamn… goddamnachingfor me.” His hot, panting breaths on my skin making it blaze like fire. “Isn’t that right, Noe? You’re fucking… fuckinglivingfor this.”
“Yes,” I gasped, bucking under him in a frantic attempt to thrust into his hand… which madehiscock slide from its spot between my cheeks, jamming right up behind my balls and stabbing into my taint, andohGodohGodohGod,the feel ofthat?
It lit me up like he’d just hit an “on” switch.
My whole body suddenlyblazed.
I may have actually screamed.
His cock drove into my taint again, and had I said lit up? No. It turned me into one of those obnoxiously overdone Christmas light displays, the kind that blotted out the stars and blew out electrical transformers and caused traffic jams in residential neighborhoods. I wasnuclear… and if he kept doing it, I was going to come.
