“A decade ago.” Kaj spat directly onto his hole. Noah stirred slightly, the print of a palm already appearing on his smooth skin. “Things change.”
“No. I don’t have any hard limits that I can think of.”
“Not planning to do anything crazy, but in case I get too carried away, safe word?” Kaj gave him a pointed look—he wasn’t going to take any of his bullshit right now. Not with this.
“Traffic light system.”
That he answered so fast and without hesitation told Kaj Noah knew his way around the kinkiest side of sex. Definitely earned him extra points, along with that deepthroating technique he’d mastered.
“I’m confident I’ll be able to read your tells, but if I don’t,use it.”
“Sure, yeah.” Noah turned his face away.
Kaj reached around Noah’s hip and gripped his cock, stroking it while thrusting his tongue inside him. He speared in and out, feeling the vocalist trembling as saliva dripped down his balls and precum leaked from his slit. However, it didn’t look like they were anywhere close to his breaking point.
Determined to strip this man of his dignity, Kaj added a finger alongside his tongue and curled it against Noah’s prostate, making his body jerk. Letting go of his dick, Kaj inserted a second digit and scissored inside his tight heat. He lapped, kissed, sucked, and churned relentlessly as Noah buried his face into the mattress, a stream of muffled curses falling from his lips.
Five, or maybe ten minutes later, Kaj came up for air. Satisfaction coursed through him as he watched the quivering mess Noah had become. His hole was glistering and twitching from the assault, but Kaj was a sadistic bastard and loved toying with his prey.
Grabbing the bottle of lube, he coated his fingers generously and rubbed them against Noah’s entrance. He pushed three fingers into his ass, reveling in the way he easily opened for him now, sagging against the sheets.
“Kaj… Fuck. Shit. Please.” Reduced to incoherent pleas, Noah whimpered, squeezing the head of his own cock. “I n-need you—to fuck... me.” He groaned. “Or I’m gonna—Fuck. I’m gonna bend you over a-and fuck you myself.”
That threat should have sent a disgusting chill down Kaj’s spine. The simple thought of a man putting their dick into him usually made him feel sick. Instead, he had to bite his bottom lip to stop himself from challenging Noah. For some reason, it seemed that he was not only okay with breaking his own boundaries, but he liked the idea.
“Fuck. Me. Or do you want me to fight you on this, too?” Noah glared at him over his shoulder, pushing his ass higher in the air, the curve of his lower back driving Kaj insane.
Without missing another beat, Kaj sheathed his throbbing cock, slicking it up with lube before pressing the tip against Noah’s hole. He breached through the first tight ring of muscle, stopping to give him a few seconds to adjust to the intrusion.
“More,” Noah demanded breathlessly. “Fuck. Give me every fucking inch of your fat cock.”
Kaj thoroughly enjoyed dirty talk, but he loved being in charge even more. He smacked Noah’s asscheek again. “Shut up.”
With one powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt. They both cried out. Heat flooded every fiber in Kaj’s body, and for a moment there was only fucking bliss. No voices. No noise. No pain. Just pure ecstasy.
Kaj grasped Noah’s hip with bruising force, propping the other palm between his shoulder blades to keep him pinned down, and pulled out almost completely. He rocked back and forth, tantalizingly slow as lust scratched at the little self-control he had. Around this man, it was like the rational part of his brain shut down, transforming him into maddening knots of basic instincts and needs.
Intoxicated by the way Noah squeezed his cock, Kaj set a punishing pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room. Noah’s back arched beautifully as he matched his rhythm, meeting each thrust, taking him deeper.
“As hot and tight as I remembered,” Kaj growled.
Forcing Noah’s legs wider as Kaj spread his for better leverage, he angled his hips, searching for that spot that used to make Noah scream.
“Oh, god. There! Right. Fucking. There,” he moaned, fisting the sheets.
Kaj smirked, mercilessly ramming into him over and over. But when electric pulses flared inside him, warning of the impending orgasm about to peak, he slowed and leaned down.
No woman. No man. Not the best orgasm in his life. Nothing had ever felt so good as having this man all to himself, and he wasn’t ready for this moment to end yet.
Keeping a hand on Noah’s hip, Kaj moved the one on his back to his knee, hiking it toward his side.
Noah moaned.
“You like that, don’t you?” Kaj whispered in Noah’s ear as he draped himself over him, biting down on his shoulder. “Being fucked like the dirty whore you are.” He swirled his hips.
“Fuck.”
“Answer me.”
