But then he sheds his clothes in a few quick, graceful movements that have me trapped in a daze before dropping his body onto mine.
As he rubs our erections together, he whispers in my ear, “Tell me what to do, baby. I know you want to. I know that no matter how lost you feel, you still want to fight for control.”
“Like my gift? You want me to,ugh, fuck, you want me to coerce you?” There is so much shock and pleasure in my voice—so completely confused that he’d request this.
I can’t really debate the meaning, though, not with his slick length rubbing against mine like a deadly promise.
“Yeah. Use that manipulative little trick of yours and tell me what you want.”
Ah, shit. I’ve never actually used coercion in the bedroom before, but knowing the other party is a willing recipient of it? It kind of makes me harder. My cock twitches against his.
I could force him to suck me. I could convince him to lock my dick up again and fuck several orgasms out of me, keeping him chained to me all day.
But honestly… what I really want…
“Answer me honestly,” I tell him, feeling the air simmer between us and my desire for cooperation build in my throat as I force my gift out. “Do you hate me?”
Nate’s eyes widen, his body locking above mine. To be fair, he said to give him an action, not force the truth from his body. But I can handle his anger later. Right now, I need to know. I need to see if I’m the only one drifting further from loathing and into something much more dangerous.
“I…” He seems to be struggling. Nate is practically vibrating on top of me as his brows furrow, and his eyes search mine. But I think he can see how much I need this, how important it is, and he takes pity on me.
His body suddenly relaxes, his dick sliding over mine obscenely as he sighs and says, “No, little Lanny. I don’t hate you. Not anymore.”
My chest fuckingexplodes. The stars around us seem to brighten, as if they’re connected to my heart and not Nate’s will.A bright, uncontrollable smile forces its way from inside of me to shape my lips.
“But you’ll still fuck me like you do?” I ask, and an evil, twisted grin morphs Nate’s features.
“I’ll fuck you like I want to kill you,” he promises, and every hard ridge of his body is suddenly very prominent. Like I’m just now aware of howbighe truly is.
“You’ll lock up my dick and take me? You’ll let me fight you and dominate you from below?”
“You can try,” he teases, dropping his lips to my jaw so I feel every word. “But not today.”
A disappointed sound leaves me, and Nate chuckles.
“Why?” I demand. “You don’t want to fuck me?”
“No, I do,” he insists. “But today… Today, I think you need something different.”
As his head lifts to meet my gaze, his expression is soft and coddling, like he’s attempting to comfort me. The look is foreign on him, but I want it all the same.
“W-what’s that?”
Nate hums gently, rubbing his thumb over one of my eyes and watching as it comes back damp. “Want me to put you back together, sweet baby?”
“Please,”I beg, and I’m not even aware of the coercion that is leaking into it until Nate’s eyes roll back and he groans, loud and long.
“God, why does that feelgoodnow? It’s like your gift is speaking to mine.” His breathing has gone harsh, his dick pulsing against mine and, together, making us hot and slippery.
I want it so badly. I want this kind, caring version of him almost as much as I want his violence. Nate is an enigma, unpredictable and surprisingly soft when he wants to be.
Or maybe it’s just his body speaking to mine, hearing my desperate needs and feeding them to me with care.
Nate comes to his senses, his eyes darkening as he adds, “But I hear you. I’m going to fuck you so soft, so sweet that you have no choice. You’ll be forced to feel as whole as you truly are, despite what that sadness tells you.”
And then he slides down my body, taking my cock into his mouth in one smooth inhale.
I gasp, bucking up against him as he sucks and pulls at my skin, swallowing me whole. The whole room is exploding, and for a moment, I think I’m losing my mind. But then I notice that the stars are shattering and crumbling to pieces, the smell of something sweet and addictive filling the air.
