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“Use your hands. I want to feel them on me everywhere.”
I wanted that too, and the fucking bastard knew it. I lathered up, set the soap back in the dish, and ran my hands over his neck, shoulders, and pecs, tweaking his nipples with my thumbs. He sucked in a breath and that made me smile. I grabbed the soap again and washed his arms and his abs. Then I lowered myself to my knees. His cock jumped as my lips came close. I loved that I could make him react like that.
I washed his legs before turning my attention to his cock and balls. I rubbed more soap on my hands, then wrapped my fingers around his shaft. I worked him over and over with one hand as I fondled his heavy balls with the other, giving him far more attention than he needed to get clean.
“Enough,” he growled and turned around. I massaged his ass cheeks, then slid a finger down his crack and teased his hole. I considered pushing inside. Did he ever bottom?
“I said wash me, not toy with me.”
I rose to my feet and washed his back before grabbing the shampoo and washing what little hair he had. I started to wash myself, but he took the soap from me and treated me to the same thorough washing I’d given him, except when I said, “Enough,” he refused to stop.
“I make the rules,” he said. “I say when.”
I had to reach out for the wall to steady myself as he kept stroking my cock. I was so close. If he didn’t stop, I was going to come any second. “Angelo, I can’t. Please.”
“Please, what, baby? Please stop? Please keep going? Please order you to come? What do you want?”
“I… I don’t…”
He leaned close, lips skimming over my ear. “I need to know so I can be sure not to give it to you.”
“I fucking hate you.” My words didn’t sound convincing at all.
“You’re not going to get to come. In fact, you’re not going to come tonight at all.”
“What?”
“That’s your punishment for not being ready and waiting when I got here.”
“But you didn’t even tell me—”
“It’s also your punishment for talking shit to me last night.”
I snarled at him. “It’s not shit when it’s true.”
His hands clamped tight around my shoulders and he shoved me against the wall. The shower spray rained down on us both. “I’ve had a terrible day. I’m going to enjoy you, and you’re going to do what I say. Do you understand me, Cameron?”
His eyes were dark, and he looked more menacing than I’d ever seen him. “Yes, sir.”
“Good.” He stepped back and handed me the shampoo. “Wash your hair, get out, dry off, and go lie on your back on the bed.”
16
Angelo
When I entered the bedroom, Cameron was stretched out on his back like I’d ordered. His knees were bent, exposing his balls and his hole to me. He had one arm stretched above his head and the other over his eyes. When he’d come in, I’d seen how exhausted he looked. I hesitated for a moment. Should I go so he could have the night off?
He brought the hand that had been lying above his head down to his cock and began to stroke. I stood there watching for several seconds as he tilted his hips up, pumping his dick through his hand. He was fucking hot as hell. Sometime I was going to order him to jerk off while I watched, but not tonight. I wanted to see him desperate, straining. struggling against me, begging for release. I was here to fuck him, and no matter how tired he was, he clearly needed that as much as I did.
You could ask what he wants.
I could. But where was the fun in that? I’d tried being nice the night before. I’d tried holding him, talking to him, letting him know he was more than just a hole for me to shove my dick in. He hadn’t appreciated that, and I didn’t need to put myself at risk of falling for him. Maybe—though I didn’t plan to admit it to anyone—I did want what Lucien had, but not with Cameron, even if it had felt good to be wrapped around him in bed. He wasn’t getting that side of me again.
A memory of the way he’d looked at me after he bandaged my hand made my chest tighten, but I blinked it away.
“Hands off.” Cameron’s eyes flew open. “Don’t touch yourself unless I tell you to.”
He scowled at me but released his cock.
I knelt on the bed and held up the cock ring I’d brought. I’d been planning this all day.
“Is that what I think it is?”
“If you think it’s a cock ring that’s going to keep you from coming when I fuck you into this mattress, then you’re right.”
