A minute passed, then another, before a light knock sounded on my office door.
“Come in.”
The door eased open as I leaned back in my chair, turning slightly to face him.Cav stepped inside, gently closed the door.While I expected to see a smug expression, it was absent.The only thing giving away what had just happened was the tension knotting Cav’s shoulders.I figured it had everything to do with the fact that he’d gotten her off and was not dealing with the unquenched thirst, the residual lust.
“She get off okay?”I asked, purposely using the double entendre.
Cav’s cautious gaze slid to the computer monitor.“She did.Enjoy the show?”
“Absolutely,” I admitted, pushing to my feet.“Did you enjoy getting her off?”
“Fuck, she’s sweet,” he said, the lines in his face reflecting the building agitation.
I perched on the edge of my desk.“Show me how hard she made you.”
“Here?”
“Yes, here.Now.”
His expression reflected his uncertainty, silence settling between us before his deft fingers began unbuttoning his jeans, freeing his cock.
“Stroke yourself,” I ordered, unable to look away from the rock-hard cock in his fist.
His breath came more rapidly, his desire building as I admired his restraint.
Wary eyes followed my every movement as I stood tall, stalked the few steps toward him.I urged him back with my body.
“Don’t stop.”I dropped my attention to the hard length of him between us.“Keep stroking.”
“Or what?”he taunted.
The tight leash on my control threatened to snap.As a distraction, I crushed him against the door, slammed my mouth down on his, and took everything he was willing to give me.
“Tell me,” I urged.
“Her pussy’s so fucking hot,” he panted, the muscle in his arm flexing as he continued to drive himself toward release.“So fucking wet.”
My dick jerked, my muscles locking in anticipation of the heat his words would cause.
As I feasted on his mouth, I gripped his other wrist, lifted his hand.I broke the kiss just long enough to bring his fingers to my nose.I inhaled the sweet scent of Jamie’s pussy before sucking those digits into my mouth.I had yet to taste her, to feel her pussy on my tongue.Despite my urges, I couldn’t bring myself to take her yet.
“I need to come,” Cav groaned as his head fell back against the door.“Make me come, Edge.”
It wasn’t a request.That dominant side of me tried to overpower my desires, to reject his request, to make him beg.It was a futile battle because I could have this, have him.Perhaps Jamie was too damn sweet for the likes of me, but Cav knew what the score was.
“Use your hand,” Cav said around a guttural growl, his tone harder than before, more of a demand.“Jack me off.”
I remained where I was, my chest pressed to his, but I took over, shoving his hand away.The smooth, hot length of him glided against my palm at the same time white-hot need slammed into me.
Rather than take what I needed, though, I gave Cav what he’d demanded.I jerked his cock while I feasted on his mouth.When he reached for me, I knocked his arm down, pulled my mouth from his.I pressed my forearm across his throat, stared into his eyes while I continued to tug roughly, driving him higher.
His eyes were wild, as though he was hanging by a thread.I knew the feeling because he made me feel that way.They both did.
“Harder,” Cav pleaded.
It was a power play, one we’d both anticipated.He knew as well as I did that I would not back down completely.Perhaps he’d eventually get his wish, and he’d slip past the armor, bury himself deep inside my ass.I couldn’t rule it out because there was no denying I was curious about what it would be like to have Cav fuck me the same way I’d fucked him.But it wouldn’t be happening now.
No, there might be the illusion of him holding the reins, but we both knew I was in control here.
