Page 42 of His Forbidden Alliance

His eyes widened, and I smiled. He watched as I stroked my cock. Then he tried to sit up. “We need lube.”

I didn’t want to wait, but I let go. He reached down, yanking open a cabinet. Then he pulled out a bottle of oil. As soon as he got it open, he spilled it onto his fingers and reached behind himself. I watched his fingers fuck the oil into his ass.

Then he reached for me, wrapping his slick hand around my cock and working it until I seized his wrist. Much more and I was going to come.

“Enough. Hands on the counter.” I shoved his pants all the way down and wrestled them off one of his feet. Then I pressed the tip of my cock against his hole, spreading his cheeks wide, needing to watch as he swallowed me. I’d only done this with one other man, and that had been a role I was playing. This didn’t feel like a job at all.

He reached out like he was trying to find something to grip. He knocked the bottle of oil over, and I grabbed it. We were going to have a hell of a mess to clean up when we were done, but I didn’t fucking care.

“Here.” I moved his good hand so he could reach the side of the counter. Then I grabbed some kitchen towels and shoved them under his other wrist.

“You keep your injured hand still, or I will stop.”

“It’s fine. I’m fine.”

“Do what I said.”

He growled. “Stop being so fucking bossy.”

I pulled out, then thrust hard, shoving deep into him, desperate to feel his ass tight around my cock. He cried out, hips flexing as he tried to pull away from me.

“No, you’re going to take it all.”

“I… Fuck. I need time to adjust.”

“No, you need a good, rough fuck. That’s what you asked for, and that’s what I’m going to give you.” I pulled out again and shoved in deeper.

He was writhing under me, whimpering, groaning, making the most amazing noises, and the way his ass squeezed me was unreal. I needed every inch of me inside of him. I needed him as full as he could get.

Part of me wanted to punish him for being so fucking seductive, for pulling me in, for making me lose my mind. But part of me wanted to give him the deepest, purest pleasure he’d ever experienced.

He arched his back, and I ran my hand down his gorgeous body. “Good?”

“Fuck.”

“Mmm.” I gave him a slow, gentle stroke.

“No. Harder. Like you were.”

“So you do need it rough?”

He groaned as I kept up the slow fucking. “Yes, dammit. Yes. I need… Please.”

“That’s so good. You do know how to beg.” I realized I needed to see him, to watch his face as he surrendered to me. He whimpered when I pulled out. “Turn over.”

“Fuck.” He did as I said, and I pulled his pants off his other foot and helped him up onto the counter. “That’s better. Now, lay back.”

As he did, he clamped his legs around my waist and pulled me to him. “Shut up and fuck me.”

I laughed as I worked into him, slower than before, opening him up until I was all the way inside.

He shook his head and scowled at me. “No. Fuck me.”

“I am.”

“Dammit, Zach. Don’t do this. I need more.”

“Look at me.”