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He took me into his hand first, leaning in, lips parting. His breath
ghosted over the head of my cock as he whispered, “Let me impress
you, Sir.”
Then he wrapped those pretty lips around me and sank down.
No teasing swirls this time. No testing the waters. Just pure, focused
intention–his throat tightening as he took more and more of me
with every pass. His hands braced on my thighs, steadying himself.
His moans vibrated around me, needy and sweet and absolutely
filthy.
I gripped the armrest, jaw clenched, watching him work for it like a
man on a mission.
If this was how he planned to earn that night out…
He was off to a very, very good start.
He worked me like he’d been made for it–slow at first, then faster,
taking me deep enough that his nose brushed my skin and his throat
contracted tight around the base of my cock. I groaned low, letting my head fall back as I threaded my fingers into his hair and gave him
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just a little pressure. Just enough to feel it. To remind him who he
belonged to.
He moaned in response, sending shocks of heat down my spine.
My boy was showing off.
Not just to earn a night out, but because he wanted to. Because he
liked knowing I was watching. Liked knowing I was on the edge,
barely holding it together. And fuck, I was.
When he pulled back, he sucked hard on the head, eyes blazing as a
string of spit connected his lips to my cock. “Was that good enough
for a party pass, Sir?”
I grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look up at me. “You think this is
about a party?”
His pupils dilated. “No, Sir.”
“You think this is a bribe?”
“No, Sir,” he whispered. “It’s a gift.”
“Damn right it is.”
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And I shoved back into his mouth with a groan, using his throat like it
was mine–which it was. All of him was. His lips, his obedience, his
hunger.
He took it all. Every inch. Choking a little now, but not pulling back.
Not even close. His hands fisted on my thighs, bracing himself as I
rocked my hips, fucking that sweet mouth slow and deep, letting him
feel the weight of my control.
I wasn’t going to last.
Not with him like this–his tongue working me with eager
submission, his eyes glassy with lust, his cheeks flushed with the heat
of needing to please me more than he needed to breathe.
I grunted, tightened my grip on his hair, and hissed, “Touch yourself.
Now.”
He whimpered around my cock and obeyed, one hand snaking down
between his legs. I could hear the obscene wet sounds of him jerking
his neglected cock, and I almost lost it then and there.
“Keep going,” I growled. “Take me deeper, stroke yourself harder.
Don’t stop until I say so.”
His throat spasmed as he moaned around me, the vibrations pushing
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me straight to the edge. My balls tightened and I thrust one last time
-deep and hard–as I came in his mouth with a shout.
Noah didn’t flinch. He took it all, swallowed every drop, and even
licked the head clean with a satisfied little sigh.
I looked down, chest heaving.
“Good. Fucking. Boy.”
He was still stroking himself, whimpering with need, his cock red and
dripping.
“Please, Sir…” He breathed, voice wrecked, trembling with the need to
finish.
“Not tonight,” I said, brushing the sweat from my brow. “You’ll come
when I say. Not a second before.”
His jaw twitched. His hips bucked weakly into his own hand. But he
obeyed–he always did.
And God… he was stunning like this. Feral and obedient, desperate and
still mine.
I bent, kissed his forehead, then whispered against his temple,
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“If you’re this good tomorrow night… maybe I’ll let you come twice.”
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