My heart feels like it’s lodged somewhere near my throat.
“Then what’s holding you back from being honest with me? Relieving all thatpressureinside you?”
He’s started to lazily stroke his cock again. He gives it a firm squeeze, then runs his fingertips along the underside.
I can’t stop staring. The toy in his ass is absolutely coated in lube, slicking his hole around it too.
And I’m getting hard.
Even though I’m embarrassed, and confused, andfurious, and it’s a confusing mix that makes me want to destroy something.
“You’ve been icing me out for two weeks,” I finally say. “If that’s how this is going to go, then I don’t want us to continue.”
“You’re not sitting on this cock until you can be real with me.”
The words are right there on my lips.
It feels like he’s staring straight through me.
Like he can tell I have a big, fat blinking sign above me that saysyeah, I am holding something back.
I’ve never fucked anyone.
He knows it’s burning inside me like an inferno.
I finally speak. “Clearly you’re going to make yourself come while you’re lying on my bed, so can you get it over with?”
“Then walk over here and watch me come while you don’t lay a single finger on me.”
My cock throbs under my sweatpants.
“You expect me to watch you and not participate?”
“You’ve watched me enough in my videos, haven’t you? Did you wish you could reach out and touch me behind the screen? That’s exactly how I want you to feel when you watch me right now in your bed.”
No.
Not this time.
I let my gaze land on his, holding eye contact. “That’s not how this is going to work.”
He looks like he doesn’t believe me, but he’s about to.
My heart pounds as I reach for the bottom hem of my shirt and pull it off. Suddenly I’m acting on pure instinct, and the competitive side of me is slowly overtaking any scrap of shame I have left inside me at this point.
If this is the last time we do anything together, I’m at least going to get something out of it.
As I walk over toward Niko, I slowly push down my sweatpants.
He’s trying to hide his surprise but I see his pupils flare as he watches me tug mysweatpants off.
And then I shove down my boxer briefs, freeing my cock.
“Fuck,” he utters when he sees me. “Your cock looks like that and youdon’twant to post videos of it online? You’re blessed. God, that is obscene.”
A surge of heat hits my veins.
I wasn’t prepared for how much it would turn me on to have him staring at my naked cock. It stirs something wicked inside me, like suddenly I’ve flipped a table on him and I have far more power than he does.
