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I cupped his balls, and Tex’s eyes widened as an unfiltered moan dripped heavily from his parted lips. His cock was an angry red, begging for a release I hadn’t granted.

A whimper broke free the moment I let his balls go, and it made me smirk. He was a greedy thing. Even now, with a knife so close to him, his body was begging for more.

I moved the knife down further until it rested at the base of his cock.

“It would be a shame to cut this off.” I stroked Tex’s cock firmly for the first time since the elevator.

An undignified whimper bounced off the walls from Tex.

“You wouldn't,” Tex said.

He met my eyes finally, and I let him see just how serious I was. A toy without a cock wasn’t exactly ideal, but I’d still be able to use him.

Tex’s Adam’s apple bobbed. To make sure he knew how serious I was, I dragged the sharp blade over his flesh using hardly any pressure. Blood bubbled up to greet the knife mixing with the precum already dirting it.

“Fuck,” a strangled moan left Tex.

“Don’t move,” I commanded.

Tex bit his lip but went still. I saw it the moment he gave in, unable to hold out. “Five… One... Three, five.”

Disappointment and pride warred inside of me. I hadn’t been sure for a second. He’d paid close enough attention, but my little rookie cop was proving he was a lot smarter than his test results showed.

The small drop of blood was nothing more than a tease and my instincts screamed for me to keep going. To spill more of the beautiful crimson liquid.

I pulled the blade away, and Tex sagged instantly, resting his ass against his calves. His pupils were blown as he took in shaky breaths.

“You deserve a reward, don’t you agree?” I got up and opened the closet closest to the door. Tex’s gaze followed me around the room as I grabbed everything I needed.

By the time I made it back over to him, he’d calmed down again, no longer on the edge of cumming. His eyes were a bit clearer as he stared at me.

“Lift up and turn around.”

Tex gave me no trouble, no doubt anticipating his reward. He turned around and sat up on his knees. I admired the shape of his firm ass and contemplated for the second time tonight carving the hideous tattoo off his ass cheek.

I opened the box, and the sound of cardboard tearing echoed around us. Tex’s head began to turn, and I fixed it, forcing his head back the other way.

“Peek, and we will be done.”

Tex sat up straighter, his back stiff with how hard he was holding himself up. It would be laughable, but I was sure if I did, he’d turn, and the fun would end before I was ready.

I didn’t bother adding lube to the wireless prostate massager. The little black device was no bigger than a finger and a half.

“Spread yourself.”

Tex’s fingers were trembling as they grabbed each cheek and spread. His hole still glistened with lube, begging to be fucked. Soon. My cock pressed firmly against my pants, but I prided myself on my control. And with Tex, it had been tested repeatedly.

I rested the tip of the massager against his hole, teasing the puckered flesh, drawing a moan from Tex. I leaned over his shoulder to watch the side of his face as I shoved the massager in. His mouth opened, but no words came out as I acted quickly.

My arm wrapped around his neck and my legs around his waist as we fell back against the floor. I pinned Tex’s hands behind his back between our bodies. Even through my clothes, I could feel the heat radiating off his flesh.

I wove my other arm behind his head, still clutching the remote. Tex instantly struggled, trying to escape my hold, but it wasn’t breaking as he lifted me an inch from the floor and slammed us back against it. A laugh rushed out of me as the pain added to the shockwaves of pleasure crashing through me.

“You’re still hard, although I could kill you right now.” My leg brushed against Tex’s weeping cock.

I pressed the button on the remote, turning the vibrator to the highest setting. A choked-off groan came from Tex, and he started fidgeting around in my hold for a different reason. I applied more pressure, counting the seconds I could hold him.

The air around us got thinner until I was left panting. Six, seven, eight... Tex’s body jerked, and the hot splashes of cum soaked into my pants. I released him a second later.