“G.”
He grinned and flipped me over, manhandling me onto my stomach, squirting some more lube on my hole before tossing it aside, and then laying himself out flat on top of my back so I couldn’t move at all.
“Isaid, I’ve got you,” he growled in my ear, his hot breath electric against my skin. “Relax, sweetheart.”
I sighed happily, the tension draining out of me so fast that it almost felt like another orgasm.
The heavy thrum in my blood, that hot urgency to come again, all of that was still fully present and accounted for, but my limbs were all melting into instant compliance anyway, my body obeying him without any hesitation, because of course it did. Because I was his. And his weight pinning me down, his heart pounding against my back, his arm snaking under my chest to hold me even closer as his cock slotted into place between my cheeks, like it knew right where it belonged? Gage in charge in every single way and making sure I didn’t just know it, but that Ifeltit, too?
Yes. This.Thiswas what I’d needed. Always.
Well, this plus more of his cock… but I was pretty sure he was about to give me that, too.
17
Gage
WatchingNoah and that hair trigger of his explode the second I finally got my cock into him had been hands down the hottest fucking sexcapade I’d ever rocked in my life. And holy shit, my boy was always a wet one, but with his prostate in play like that? Noah couldcome. It was fucking everywhere.
Not that I’d said he could let go like that yet, of course… a thought that made me grin, a fierce, electric satisfaction racing through me as I pinned him to the bed, exactly where I wanted him.
Noah disobeying me like that wasn’t how shit worked between us and never would be, but this time? Not gonna lie, even though I usually got off on making him wait… on forcing him to let it build until he was fuckinggoneon it… on knowing he wanted me to decide when, and if, andhowhe was gonna get off, and then granting him that right exactly when he most needed it—even though all of that was a goddamn rush I’d never get tired of—thistime?
This time, it had been a mind-blowing, dick-hardening, so-damn-hot-that-I’d-almost-fucking-lost-itrevelationto have his ass’s first taste of my cock make it impossible for him to be good for me. Impossible for him to wait for permission like he usually did. Impossible for him to hold back at-fucking-all, even though his master had told him he had to.
Final verdict: having him be good for Daddy was goddamn perfect, but a once-in-a-blue-moon hint of naughty, too? Hot as motherfucking fuck.
I flexed my thighs to rub my cock through all that tingly-ass cinnamon shit I’d filled his crack with, the heightened sensation making me hiss. Definitely self-heating.
I was already so fucking close it was a wonderIhadn’t been the one to shoot, but now, with Noah all soft and ready underneath me, still begging for my cock…andthat extra added zing from the lube? That priest knew his shit. Cinnamon for the win.
“Master,” Noah said dreamily, sounding drugged-out and cum-high as his body relaxed underneath me… just like it should, because I’d told him to and now we were back to the status quo: me in charge.
I planted a kiss on the back of his neck—his warm skin all sweaty and sex-smelling and fucking addictive—and slid the snake through his lubed-up crack again.
“Shit, you feel so fucking good, Noe.” Always true, even like this, with me not back inside him yet. “Never gonna get enough of fucking you, babe.”
“Yes, please,” Noah said, wiggling just enough to make my cockhead catch on his rim as I rocked against his sweet little ass.
I groaned, barely holding back from just driving it home and fuckingpoundinghim, but then, on another dreamy-sounding sigh, he added my two favorite words—“I’m yours”—and the last of my patience went up in smoke. I needed back in, right fucking now.
I reached between us and grabbed my cock, aiming it where it was meant to be and then groaning all over again as I eased my way back inside, keeping it nice and slow and fuckingtorturousno matter how bad I wanted to just give in and fuck him hard, because even all gorgeous and warm and soft and loosened up from his orgasm, he was still tight as fuck.
I still made it in a little easier this time, though… but, holyfuck, the minute my fat cockhead finally broke past that tight ring of muscle of his? Swear to fuck, I saw Jesus.
Was it always gonna be this fucking good with him? My guess: fuck yeah, it was.
“Gage,” Noah sighed the minute I was in, sounding fully blissed-out as his ass clenched around me.
My hips jerked forward, gaining me another inch of sheer, mind-blowing perfection, but then I gritted my teeth and locked all my muscles in place to get a goddamn grip, and just… just…
“Fuck,” I whispered. I just needed a moment.
Nothing,nothinghad ever felt as good as this.
“Don’t stop,” Noah begged, sounding as drunk as he’d been back on poker night, but this time, all from my cock. “Please, Master.”
“Not gonna,” I promised, even though I couldn’t for the goddamn life of me move yet… and not just from how close I was to blowing.
