Fuck.
That wasn’t going to go down well.
“What can I do to get your full attention?” He reached back around North’s body and squeezed his balls to the point of pain.
Motherfucker.
North’s breath caught in his throat.
“Breathe,” Jared told him in a low, soft voice.
Which was totally a lie. There was nothing soft about him.
And how could North fucking breathe when his balls were on fire?
Finally, Jared released him and he sucked in a lungful of air, letting it out slowly with a groan.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” North muttered.
“I would love to be fucking you. Once you obey me. What are you thinking about?”
How Angie could ruin his life.
She’s gone.
Yeah. But she kept taking up space in his head which he fucking hated.
Answer Jared. Before he tears your balls right off your body.
Fuck.
“I was thinking about your cock and how much I want to suck it.”
“Is that right? Well, if you start being a good boy, I’ll let you do that. Later. Right now, I want to fuck that tight asshole of yours.”
Fuck.
Definitely killing him.
“Yes,” he groaned.
“That’s ‘yes, Sir,’ to you, boy,” Jared told him. “Are you going to behave yourself now?”
“Probably not,” North told him.
Jared let out a low chuckle that went straight to North’s cock.
Precum leaked from the end of it.
How much was one man meant to take?
“I like the honesty. Now, do as you were told and I might consider letting you come.”
North held back his moan. Barely. Jared removed his fingers from North’s ass. And he had to force himself to reach back and part his cheeks.
Embarrassment and submission rushed through him.
His submission was a strange thing. It didn’t feel like it came naturally and yet, when Jared forced him to submit, it felt like the biggest of highs.
