A heated sound rumbled through Angelo’s chest. “Fuckyeah.”
Dylan snagged the silk and then straddled the bench. The heady rush of anticipation left him giddy, and he raised his arms, submitting himself to Angelo and letting his mind fall into that magical place where his thoughts were blocked by puresensation.
Angelo tied the silk around Dylan’s wrists like a fucking fisherman. In his delirium, Dylan imagined him on a boat, his beautiful face lashed by wind and rain, dressed in whatever fishermen wore. He laughed?—a choked-out sound that betrayed his hyped-up state of arousal, and Angelo’s answering frown was laced with humourtoo.
“Something funny,Dylan?”
Dylan shook his head as the silk bit into his flesh. “No...Angel.”
Angelo’s expression darkened. “Don’t call me that. I’ve told you it’s notme.”
It must have been at some point in Angelo’s life, but naked and bound and at his mercy, Dylan let it go. After all, they’d already both conceded that they came to the table with more than oneskin.
He let Angelo flip him over and hitch his tied wrists to the convenient hook at the end of the bench, and braced himself for the breach of Angelo’s fat cock?—“Fuck!”
The gentle lapping at his hole caught him off guard. His entire body jerked, and the force of it nearly sent him toppling over the side of the bench. Angelo’s iron grip steadied him, but the tongue probing Dylan’s hole didn’t falter. Angelo teased him with tickling licks and driving thrusts until Dylan was sure that he’d come from thatalone.
He gave himself up to a violent shudder and groaned, his voice cracking into a plaintive cry. Somewhere nearby, he heard a chuckle?—Rhys, perhaps?—but he didn’t care how desperate he appeared to anyone watching because hewasdesperate. Their relationship outside of the club was complex and undefined, but this?Yeah. This was goddamn primal, and Dylan had never doubted the fiery burn that kept him awake mostnights.
Angelo pulled back and bit the fleshiest part of Dylan’s inner thigh. The sharp pain stopped Dylan’s fast-approaching orgasm in its tracks but did nothing to calm the storm in his veins. Angelo yanked Dylan’s hips higher and dragged his fingernails down Dylan’s spine. “What do you want, Dylan? Want me to eat you out or fuck you intooblivion?”
Anything. Everything.“Fuck me,” Dylan gritted out. “Please.”
Angelo groaned. “God, I love it when you beg. Makes me lose myhead.”
“Please.”
Angelo’s hands left Dylan, and Dylan mourned the loss of his electric touch, but the void didn’t last long. Cool lube trickled over Dylan’s hole, and a condom wrapper fluttered to the floor. The blunt intrusion of Angelo’s cock finally came, and despite every nerve demanding it, the stinging stretch knocked Dylan off balanceagain.
“Easy.” Angelo’s voice was soft and devoid of the authority that chased away Dylan’s senses. “I’ve gotyou.”
Dylan gasped, his lungs burning, and more shudders racked him. Angelo started to pull out, and Dylan fumbled desperately for any part of him to cling on to. “Don’t stop, don’tstop.”
But Angelo withdrew, and the knot securing Dylan’s wrists fell away. Dylan resigned himself to face-planting the bench, but as his body collapsed, Angelo caught him and somehow cradled him in hislap.
“Easy,” Angelo saidagain.
And again, and again, until Dylan’s breath was no longer snared in his throat. He sagged against Angelo and stared up at him through blurry eyes. “I’msorry.”
“Whatfor?”
Dylan didn’t have an answer. He shook his head, and Angelo caught his chin, forcing him to meet hisgaze.
“I’m never going to force you, Dylan. You’re safe with me. You knowthat.”
Of course Dylan did, and he had no explanation for the bizarre panic that was still having a party in his gut. He took a shaky breath and closed his fingers around Angelo’s wrist. “I know I’msafe.”
“Then what is it?” Angelo hunched his shoulders, shielding Dylan from anyone who may have been watching the clusterfuck their playtime had turned into. “Was it the ties? I figured you were okay with shit likethat.”
“Iam,” Dylan said. “It wasn’t the fucking... I don’t know what it was. It’s never happenedbefore.”
Angelo stared hard at Dylan, like his gaze could pierce Dylan’s soul and decipher the truth. “You don’t seem the panickingtype.”
“I’mnot.”
“Do you wanna get out ofhere?”
Dylan absorbed the sensation of Angelo’s arms caged around him, of his fingers stroking his face, and shook his head. “I wantyou.Please?”
