And then there was my self-control.
Yep, I shouldn’t make any promises.
Chapter 16
Rohan
Knox’s brain seemed to be absolutely scrambled judging by the slightly insane ramblings that were escaping and the wide-eyed look he was giving me. I’d have questioned what I was doing, but anytime I stopped giving him directions he just stopped functioning.
So no, I was making the right call even if I was fucking with him.
Him standing under the spray muttering about all the ways I could fuck him wasn’t helpful in the slightest.
And it wouldn’t get him fucked, so I was actually doing him a favor.
“I...” Blinking a few times, he finally released his balls and tried to pull his hand away.
“No.” The sternly delivered word had his dick jumping again. “That’s not what you were told. Clean your hole, slut.”
Knox shivered but seemed fairly steady, so I didn’t worry about him slipping. “I was going to be good. I promise. I was just going to...”
He waved his hand and mimed putting it behind his back, clearly not having the words to explain the situation. “I was going to...Yes, I was being good.”
He had no brains left whatsoever.
What time had he gotten up?
I was going to have to put a bell on him to make sure I knew when he was sneaking out of the bed in the middle of the night.
“That wasn’t the order.” Keeping my expression blank and edging toward asshole, I raised one eyebrow. “Between your legs, slut.”
He had no issue with fucking himself on his fingers for me but something about sliding his hand between his legs seemed wicked to him. I wasn’t sure if it was a Knox thing, abrains are weirdthing, or anaughty author with a wicked imaginationthing, but no matter which, I loved his reaction.
His cock looked like it was screaming for attention and even started leaking precum, but it was his whine and his adorable, almost embarrassed look that had me getting even harder. “I could just...I won’t...I’ll be good. I’m already clean.”
Because he’d been up for fucking hours.
“This is more for my enjoyment than because I doubt your cleanliness, slut.” Not that he’d have safeworded over getting clean for me. I’d read the naughty boy’s limits lists very carefully and that was not something he’d protest over.
“But Master...” He found something about it wonderfully humiliating and it looked like his orgasm was ready to explode out of him.
Knox’s poor dick looked exhausted by how long it’d already been hard.
“Is making me wait a good idea?” Before he could do more than shake his head, I continued to fuck with him. “Is arguing with me a good idea?”
That got me a whine instead of real words. But he hunched over and his hand slid back between his thighs, and I knew the minute he breached that tight ring of muscles because he moaned and had to work at keeping his eyes open. “Master...”
“Fuck yourself, slut. I’m watching, and don’t forget—you want to give me a good show if you want my dick hard enough to fuck you.” He was going to explode and then crash in exhaustion again. But he was living for the orgasm, so his hand started moving faster. “That’s much better.”
Making sure he could see the passion I was feeling on my face, I nodded slowly as he fucked himself harder. “Good boy.That’s what I wanted to see. Now add a second. I want to see how much you love the burn.”
He tried to pout and shake his head, but the way his brows pulled together and he moaned said I was right. “I’ll...I should...”
Whatever he was going to say was lost as his fingers started pounding into his body faster. I didn’t think it would be enough stimulation on its own to make him come, but when his hips started rocking and his fuzzy-brained look got even stronger, I knew I shouldn’t test his self-control.
“All done. Now turn around and bend over to make sure that needy little hole is all clean.” He tried to pout and frown, possibly thinking he looked frustrated, but it just came across as adorably grumpy and slightly embarrassed.
“I should...I was...” He’d have kept trying to justify playing with himself until he figured out a way to come, but I gave him anotherare you kiddingstare and twirled one finger. “Yes, Master.”
