Jonah whimpered, still shaking, but he couldn’t move his hips or his head, and he knew better than to reach for his own cock. At some point, he’d finally dropped the toy into the grass. He didn’t care.
When Jonah’s heart had begun to beat steadier, Damon kissed him again. Jonah grunted when Damon squeezed his cock, and he was riding the edge even faster, letting out a frustrated cry when Damon let go.
“Fuck, I need to cum.”
“I know.”
Jonah shot him a glare. “But you’re…”
“You’re going to cum on my cock,” Damon said. “I’m going to have you face down in the dirt, hole spread wide around me, and you’re going to beg for me to fuck you harder, faster, until you cum without either of us touching you.”
Jonah’s cock twitched and more pre-cum dribbled from the head. He felt lightheaded at the images Damon had just planted in his mind.
“I – You—”
Damon finally smiled, something almost devilish in it. “That’s what’s going to happen, Jonah. And I’m going to make you cum again before I do, I can promise you that.”
Jonah whimpered.
“But first—”
He shook his head. “No, no, no. No ‘first’; we can just do what you said.”
Damon chuckled and brushed his lips against Jonah’s temple. “I told you we were going to play first. And you haven’t seen my labyrinth atall.”
“I have. Looks nice.”
Damon shook his head. “You’re going to run, Jonah. I’m going to chase you through my labyrinth and when I catch you, I’m going to take you then and there.”
Jonah’s knees trembled. Damon’s breath was hot against his ear.
“That’s not a game.”
“Sorry?”
“If I can’t win, it’s not a game. It’s you delaying what I want you to do anyway.”
Damon stared at him for a moment before he barked out a laugh. “Fine. If you make it to the centrebeforeI catch you, you can do whatever you want.”
“I can edge you?”
“If you’d like.”
“Ride you without you touching me?”
Damon’s eyes flashed dark. “Anything you want.”
Jonah grinned. Damon kissed him hard before he let go. He tugged Jonah’s jeans up again, then reached down, picking up the toy and pressing it into Jonah’s hand.
“Keep that with you. Wouldn’t want to lose it.”
Jonah nodded. Anticipation curled in his gut. He was still hard, still desperate for Damon to make him cum, but adrenalin was pumping through him too, and he was ready to go.
Damon smirked. He took a step back and seemed suddenly larger, more imposing. Jonah swallowed.
“Go on then,” Damon said.“Run.”
Chapter Three
