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“I guess so… But feeling you like this”—he squeezed me a little harder, and I clenched my teeth, biting back a growl—“reminds me how full I am when you’re inside me.”
I pressed my hand over the top of his and massaged myself with his palm. “And you like that? Being filled by a thick cock?”
Jesse’s mouth parted and he let out a shaky sigh, but he nodded quickly.
“Words, Jesse, use them.”
“Yes. I like that.”
I couldn’t help the growl. From the second I’d met him, I’d known Jesse would make a perfect sub. He was sweet, gentle, and so quick to apologize for every little move he made, and his need to please was right there on the surface for anyone looking—and I had most definitely been looking. He was clueless when it came to what he did and didn’t like in the bedroom, but one thing had become blatantly obvious over this past week—size for this man most certainly mattered. He liked the pain that came with that.
“And what do you like most about it?” I asked.
Jesse lowered his eyes, but I leaned forward and nipped his bottom lip, hoping to ease any discomfort he might have felt. I needed him to acknowledge his desires, because then it was less likely he’d bolt at the first sign of something…darker.
“I like the way it kind of…” Jesse’s words faded as I moved my hand off the top of his and flicked open the button of my pants.
“The way it…what? Tell me, Jesse, and I’ll unzip my pants so you can touch what you really want.”
Jesse let out a shuddering breath, and the warmth of it washed across my lips.
“I like the way it feels like I’m totally and utterly full. It burns a little, but it’s like you’re as far inside of me as you can get. And even then…”
“Yes?” I said as I unzipped my pants and brought his hand up to slip it down inside.
“Sometimes I crave more.”
I fucked my hips forward, shoving my dick through his fist, and Jesse clamped his fingers around me, determined now to touch what I’d been taunting him with. I rolled him to his back and followed, bracing my hands by his head and wedging myself between his spread legs as I thrust up and down in his hand again.
“I wonder what else you might like. Things you haven’t discovered yet.”
Jesse’s head was flat on the pillow now as he stared up at me, eyes dilated, cheeks flushed, his pretty mouth parted as I continued to use his hand. Then he moistened his lips and asked, “What do you like?”
Jesse pumped his hips up, and I reached down to take his hand away from me, then pinned both hands by either side of his head.
“You’re a brave little lamb tonight, aren’t you?”
“Not so much brave as intrigued. What does a man who owns a sex club like? What does the Wolfe crave?”
I rocked my hips over the top of his, aligning our covered cocks in a sensual slide of fabric and frustration, and then I scraped my teeth up his jaw to his ear and sucked his lobe, causing Jesse to arch up harder against me. “Other than you?”
“Yes,” Jesse said, panting. “Well, no, I mean, what do you want to do with me?”
“You are feeling brave tonight.”
Jesse shifted under me and whimpered when I lowered my body and effectively pinned him to the floor, exactly where I wanted him.
“I want to know.”
I raised my head until my lips were hovering over his. “Are you sure about that?”
He blinked a couple of times. “Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Wolfe.”
“I like to push limits,” I told him, and trailed the back of my fingers down his cheek as I secured his free hand in the manacle-like grip I had on his other wrist. “I like to get you out of your comfort zone and thrust you into mine.”
I once again began a slow grind over the top of him, wanting Jesse to be on the ragged edge by the time I was done. Wanting him to promise me everything just to have me inside him. His uneven breathing was a good indicator, and so was the way his cock was a rigid length against mine.
“And what’s your comfort zone?” Jesse asked, and I turned my hand over and stroked the pads of my fingers under his chin and down the long line of his neck until I reached the base, where I pressed a little harder.
“Fucked. My comfort zone is totally fucked, which is why I usually don’t go near it.”
Jesse’s eyes had grown large but were glazed over with lust as the steady thump of his heart thrummed against my palm.
“But you’re near it now?” he whispered, and the tentative question had my fingers digging into the soft flesh of his neck, making him gasp right before I released him and said, “There was no escaping it from the first night I saw you.” Then I crushed his lips under mine and slid my tongue deep inside his mouth.
