his balls. Once Kelly figured out that combination, Aaron’s struggle to stay quiet intensified, turning me on like whoa because I loved watching the mix of pleasure and frustration on his face.
I loved the sounds he made when he was hot. I also loved how much it tortured him when he wasn’t allowed to make those sounds. How hard he had to work to obey that command, and how determined he always was to do as he was told, no matter how hard it was. No matter how hard he was.
Hand in Kelly’s hair, Aaron squeezed his eyes shut and let his head fall back. His lips were tight and his face was flushed, and I couldn’t help grinning because I knew how hard he was struggling to stay quiet right then. He combed his fingers through Kelly’s perfectly-arranged hair, mussing it beautifully.
Aaron’s back arched. The cords stood out from his neck, and his skin was flushed and gleaming with sweat. Christ, he was sexy, especially as he fought so, so hard not to moan or curse or cry out like I knew damn well he wanted to.
“You really want to tell me how much you love that, don’t you?” I taunted.
He pressed his lips together.
“Is he getting you close?” I was a little out of breath, and I didn’t try to hide it at all, because I knew it would make him hotter. “Are you close, baby?”
Lips still tight, he nodded.
“You want to come?”
He looked at me, eyes full of all the pleading he couldn’t say out loud, and he nodded again.
Oh, he was close. The sharp, uneven way he was breathing, the way he couldn’t sit still, the way his teeth dug into his lower lip—he was right on the edge. As long as I’d known him, I could feel it when he was teetering on that brink, and the novelty and excitement of being watched and of being blown by someone new probably had him holding on to his control by his fingernails. I kept him there, making him ride that torturous edge where he was a breath away from letting go, savoring his frustration and his struggle to stay obediently in control.
And when I was damn good and ready—not a moment sooner—I said in a firm voice, “Come.”
Usually, it was like a hair trigger—all I had to do was say the word, and he’d go off, especially when he was this close to the edge, but he managed to murmur, “Gonna… Gonna come,” to Kelly a second before a shudder forced him into Kelly’s mouth.
He stayed silent as he let go, pressing his lips together so tightly they blanched, which meant I caught every low, appreciative groan from Kelly as he kept pumping Aaron’s dick.
When Aaron had had enough, he gave Kelly’s forehead a gentle nudge. Kelly immediately stopped, and Aaron slumped back against the sofa cushions. “Holy fuck.”
The smugness on Kelly’s face did things to my blood pressure. Then he shifted his gaze to me, and smugness shifted to the wide-eyed look that silently asked if he’d pleased me.
Oh dear God. Two eager-to-please submissives to play with? Yes, please.
I moved to the couch and gestured for Kelly to get up between Aaron and me. When he did, I caressed his cheek. “You did well. I think you deserve a reward.”
His eyes widened even more. “A reward?”
“Mmhmm.” I looked past him at Aaron. “Return the favor.”
Aaron didn’t even hesitate. He was still trembling from his own orgasm as he went to his knees and pushed Kelly’s thighs apart.
“Oh, shit,” Kelly breathed, running his fingers through Aaron’s hair. They held each other’s gazes, and from the silent exchange, Aaron was checking in to make sure Kelly wanted him to go down on him, and Kelly was reassuring him he was. It was too early for us all to have non-verbal communication down to an art form, but some things were easy to read.
Including, apparently, yes I definitely want you to suck me off.
Kelly looked at me through his lashes. “Can, um… Can I make sounds?”
“You’re allowed to.” I slid closer to him hooked two fingers under his chin. “Not sure you’ll be able to say much, though.”
And then I claimed his mouth, and oh…fuck. Not only was it hot, tasting Aaron’s cum the first time I kissed Kelly, or being pressed against him when he was naked and I was fully dressed, but there was just something about the way submissives kissed. Something about how they’d go