way into his mouth like I’d forced my dick into him earlier, the same way I intended to fuck him—hard and rough and without any mercy.
He slid his hands into my hair and sucked my bottom lip into his mouth. The sensation sent a shiver through me. I was supposed to be the one in control, but I didn’t feel like I was anymore. I never kissed the men I fucked, but tonight I hadn’t even thought about it. I’d just reached for Lane, needing to feel his mouth against mine. How did he have me so desperate, not just to fuck him but to fully possess him, to hold him, care for him, make him happy?
That was a complication I didn’t need. In an attempt to refocus, I reached between us, undid his pants, then shoved them and his briefs over his ass and down his thighs. Once his ass was bare, I dug my fingers into his cheeks and squeezed hard, pulling the firm globes apart and making him gasp.
“Turn over and get on your hands and knees.”
Lane stared at me. His eyes were glazed, and I wasn’t sure he’d comprehended my words. He seemed lost in the fog of lust that was threatening to take my ability to think as well. But I didn’t have to repeat my demand. He shifted position and did as I’d said.
I stared at his ass for a moment. It was round and tight and looked absolutely delicious. I slid a finger along his crack before teasing his hole.
He groaned, arching his back and pushing into my touch. “Please. Need you.”
His raw, fucked out voice made my cock jump, but I wasn’t going to give him what he wanted, not yet.
I let him go and grabbed a pillow. “Hold on to this. You’re going to need it.”
He took it from me, wrapped his arms around it, and dropped his head down so his ass stuck out even more. I slapped one of his cheeks hard, loving the way his skin turned pink from the impact. “Don’t you dare touch yourself… or come… or do anything unless I tell you to. You’re mine tonight. Do you understand?”
He whimpered. “Y-yes.”
I slapped his ass again, harder this time, and he yelped. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir.”
“I expect you to obey me. You don’t have to stay quiet, though. I want to hear you. Every moan, every whimper, every cry. You can beg me and tell me everything you want, but I’m going to do whatever I choose, and I’m not going to stop until we’re both thoroughly worn out.”
“Oh God. Please.”
“Please, what?”
“Please fuck me… sir.”
I hummed. “I love how eager you are to be used, to have this tight hole filled.” I teased his rim with a finger before pushing in just to the first knuckle. He worked his hips, trying to take more, and I spanked him. “No. You move when I tell you to.”
“Why is that so fucking hot?”
“Because you want to be controlled. Because you’re a slut for me.”
“Fuck yes.”
I pushed my finger in deeper and reached under him with my other hand so I could stroke his cock. I milked precum from his slit to ease my strokes. “You’re exactly what I needed tonight.”
“Yes. Me too. You.”
I let go of him and used the lube to slick up my fingers. He whimpered when I pushed two of them inside him. His ass clamped down hard. Fuck, he was going to feel so good around my dick.
“Relax and let me in. You know you need this.”
He gasped when I pushed deeper and rotated my hand. I finger-fucked him roughly, and he arched his back, clearly wanting more. “That’s it. Show me how much you need this.”
I curled my fingers, pressing against his prostate, and he cried out. “Fuck! So good.”
He didn’t hold anything back. He wasn’t the least bit ashamed of how desperately he needed me. What would it be like to be that open with my feelings?
I pulled my fingers from his ass. “I hope you’re ready because you’re getting my cock now.”
He turned and looked at me, mouth open, eyes dark with lust. “Yes, please.”
I quickly rolled on the condom and slicked myself up.
I pulled his ass cheeks apart and slid the tip of my cock over his entrance.
“Please don’t make me wait.”
I was going to love watching my cock disappear into him. His tight passage resisted as I pushed forward, but that didn’t make me stop. The whimpers he made were