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I closed my eyes and pressed my forehead to his while I attempted to get my shit under control.
“Alright, Rome,” I said in a gruff voice barely recognizable as my own. “That’s enough of that. I’m going to need you to take your hand off of my cock right now. Tonight’s about you getting what you need. I don’t want it to be about me.”
Thankfully he listened to me, and after one last hard squeeze, he let my cock go and pulled his hand out of my pants.
I needed to take control of this situation before he went in for another handful and I lost my hold on my self-control and fucked him anyways.
I pushed him over onto his back and dragged the covers down to his hips, leaving his upper body on display for me in the moonlight.
Like most redheads, his skin was pale, but Romero lacked freckles—likely because he’d been kept inside for so many years. I had to get my mind off his past before I got pissed off on his behalf.
He had a light sprinkling of gold-colored hair on his chest that matched the happy trail that led into the waistband of his pajama bottoms.
His long hair had spilled over his shoulders and lay across the front of his body and my bed on either side of him.
His gray eyes were lit up in a way I had never seen on him before. I fucking adored having them on me like that and knowing I was the cause for it.
I lightly trailed the tips of my fingers down his torso, barely touching him. I skimmed over to his hips and slipped my fingers under the hem of both his pajamas and his boxers.
“Lift your ass up,” I commanded quietly. He lifted his ass instantly, and I dragged both pieces of clothing down his thighs, leaving them to rest just above his knees.
His cock was long, thick, and very hard. The only reason I knew what the fuck to do with it was because I knew how to handle my own damn cock.
I had never been with a man before. Romero would be my first and likely my last.
He reached for me, and I grabbed both wrists with my left hand. I pressed his wrists into the bed above his head with his arms cocked out and to the side.
“You move your arms, and I’m going to stop what I’m doing,” I warned him seriously. I meant every word, and I would actually stop if he moved. I wouldn’t deny him what he needed though. However, I absolutely would make him earn it.
And I really didn’t want to do that to him.
But I absolutely would, because I knew I already had one brat on my hands with Isobel. I didn’t need to have two of them.
If possible, his eyes lit up even brighter. I was glad that I had let his wrists go, because I didn’t know exactly what boundaries he had due to his trauma, and I didn’t want to trigger him in any way. Especially not when I was working hard to make him feel good.
He left his hands and arms where I had put them and, if possible, I fucking loved him even more for it. I was also incredibly proud of him. It couldn’t have been easy, but it showed his obvious trust in me.
To reward him, I leaned down and licked from his base to the tip of his cock. For good measure, I wrapped my lips around the tip and sucked on it before popping my mouth off and spitting onto it.
I leaned back and wrapped my fist around his hard cock. His hips kicked up, and he made a pained noise, but he did not move his hands from where they were.
I couldn’t fault him for the noises he made, not when they turned me the fuck on, or his hips for moving when I had only told him not to move his hands.
He was being good.
And being good always deserved a reward.
He had earned it.
I moved my hand up his cock and smeared my spit around on the inside of my palm. I figured he liked what I liked so I gave him just that.
I gripped my hand tightly around his cock, and I moved it up and down from base to tip. I squeezed tightly when I got to the tip. His hips moved with my hand, letting me know he was into it. The noises he made also let me know he was into it.
But what was more was watching his face while I touched him. He watched me right back, his gaze moving from my hand on his cock to my eyes. He would scan my face and then his eyes would drop back down to my fist.
It didn’t take long for him to get off and blow his load. His body tightened, and he started murmuring things I didn’t understand.
Tears leaked out of the sides of his beautiful gray eyes, and his fingers dug into the mattress below him. He almost looked as if he were in excruciating pain as he came all over his stomach.
