Arousal burned in Adrian’s cheeks and made his neck hot. He needed in, but more than that, he needed to see Sterling worked into a state of unparalleled bliss. His fingers curled again. And again. And when he felt as though pleasure had been properly established, Adrian hummed as he picked up hisdiscardedcane.
This time when he curled, he let the wood impactSterling’sback.
Sterling howled. He tightened around Adrian’s finger and pushed back against him only to find his reaction to pain was reinforced by ecstasy. Adrian stroked the sore spot with the cane, then pulled it back and brought it back down in a new spot at the same time as his fingers pushed against Sterling’sprostate.
The sounds Sterling made were too pretty tobereal.
Achingly hard and out of breath, Adrian kissed the back of Sterling’s head as he stroked the cane over his reddened skin. When he spoke, he did so quietly, so that his words disturbed the tiny hairs on the back of Sterling’s neck. “When I’m done with you, your body won’t be able to tell pain and pleasureapart.”
Another curl of his fingers. Another whack ofthecane.
Sterling strained against him, all of his muscles tense even as his entrance squeezed against Adrian’s fingers and begged himformore.
“When I’m done with you, you’ll stub your toe and get hard. You’ll be rewired from the inside out topleaseme.”
Pressure. A swish of Adrian’s wrist. Sharply drawnbreath.
“Are you ready for it?” Adrian asked. He smoothed the cane one last time over Sterling’s back, too riled to continue. When it dropped amongst the sheets, Adrian moved into position behind Sterling. He slid his cock between Sterling’s cheeks as his finger toyed with Sterling’s prostate. “Are you readyforme?”
“Yes.” The word was thin and panted, but it wasthere.
“Good.” Adrian grinned. “Because I’m readyforyou.”
Adrian’s finger withdrew. He guided his cock into place, then pushed forward with his hips. Sterling gave way to him almost immediately, and hesankhome.
Nothing was as good as Sterling felt. Adrian hissed out a startled gasp and dropped his head, pushing farther. Sterling’s body was tight, but it didn’t fight him. He pushed in withoutopposition.
“You’re full of me, Sterling.” Adrian’s mind was flying, his thoughts detached from a body that operated on its own schedule. It thrust into Sterling, his hips setting a constant pace. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the quiet of Sterling’s master bedroom. “You’re full of my cock. You’re taking it. All of it. What would they think iftheyknew?”
“I—” Sterling struggled to speak. Adrian had never heard him this way before, but he loved it. “Idon’tknow.”
“It doesn’t matter what they’d think, does it?” Adrian smoothed a hand over the ass he plowed, then pulled it back abruptly and slapped the rounded flesh. Sterling cried out. “It doesn’t matter what anyone thinks, because I’m the only one whose opinion matters. I’m it, Sterling. All you have to worry about is what I see, what I do, and what I thinkofyou.”
Sterling buried his head in the pillows. He arched his back, presenting himself to Adrian, and Adrian almost went blind with lust. He used the opportunity to grip Sterling by the hips, fucking him like he deserved to befucked.
“So hot. You’re so fucking hot. I’m going to come in you. I’m going to mark you as mine, just like you marked me as yours. Do you want that? Is your ass thirstyforit?”
Just like his body, his mouth was on autopilot. All the filthy things he said only made Adrian harder, and he felt the clench build behind his balls. Sterling was gone now, and in his place was the submissive Adrian had teased out of him, flying so high that he gave Adrian his ass withoutquestion.
Adrian wasgone,too.
In his altered state of mind, the cerebral and the physical were divorced. Sterling’s tight ass and the heat of his skin brought Adrian enjoyment, but it was his mind that turned that pleasure into otherworldlybliss.
His Sterling. His lover.Hisslut.
Sterling had given every inch of himself, every molecule, in order to pleasure Adrian. Adrian intended to return that pleasuretenfold.
“Come in me,” Sterling rasped. His voice was broken, too gritty to belong to the man Adrian knew. “Fucking comeinme.”
“Only if you come first.” Adrian’s hand slid down to find Sterling’s shaft, and he pumped it in time to his thrusts. “Come in my hand, Sterling. Come in myfuckinghand.”
Adrian didn’t have access to his cane anymore, but he’d always have his palm. He released Sterling’s hip and smacked his ass, and Sterling shudderedforhim.
“Come,” Adrian demanded. His hand clutched Sterling’s hip again, and he thrust into Sterling with abandon. “Come, Sterling.Fuckingcome.”
A mangled cry broke from Sterling’s lips. He jerked back against Adrian, and Adrian pressed into him as hard as hecould.
Cum hitAdrian’shand.
