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“Grab the lube,” he instructs.
It’s already sitting on his nightstand, so I snatch it up instantly. Still holding onto my leash with one hand, Rhett uses the other to take hold of my cock. His hand moves up and down as I groan at his touch.
“Squirt some on.”
I do, shivering at the contrast between the heat of Rhett’s hand and the coolness of the lube. The liquid warms quickly, and I watch his fingers glide over my cock with ease. His grip is firm but not too tight, his strokes even.
As a sigh escapes me, I tilt my head back slightly and close my eyes. The only things I want to focus on are the feelings of Rhett’s body against mine and the sensations of his hand sliding over my cock.
“Rhett,” I moan, reaching out and running my fingers along his arm.
For the briefest second, he stops, moving to wrap his hand around both our dicks. “More,” he says.
I squirt more lube onto our cocks, and it spreads as he strokes them together. Another whimper falls from my lips as he picks up his pace. Feeling the soft skin of our dicks rubbing against each other is its own type of heaven.
“So good,” I groan.
He’s still holding onto my leash with his free hand, keeping it taut between us. As he continues stroking, I sink into that familiar space of safety and bliss.
No one can hurt me.
No one can take me away.
No one can touch me but him.
I think Rhett notices, because he tugs on the chain gently. It’s not enough to force me forward more because that’s not his intention.
“I’m yours,” I whisper, my gaze traveling from his hand, up his body, to his eyes, which are locked on me. “I love you, Rhett.”
His smile is slow, and relief fills his expression, although I’m not sure why. “I love you, too.”
He lets go of our cocks, and I take over. Using both of my hands, I wrap my fingers around our dicks and stroke up and down. I watch with satisfaction as Rhett’s eyes close, and he relaxes into the mattress beneath us. Over the past couple months, I’ve started to notice him letting his guard down more often. Hopefully, that continues.
I slide one of my hands up farther, caressing the heads of our cocks and smearing the precum that’s waiting at the tips. I move back down before repeating the process. It feels good, so I keep at it, watching Rhett’s lips part from a breathless groan.
“I’m gonna come,” I gasp.
He grabs my hand and pulls it away, and a disappointed whimper falls from my lips.
“Rhett—”
“Not yet. Edge yourself until I’m there with you. We’re coming together.”
Oh, fuck.He knows I love that—we both do.
I continue stroking Rhett’s cock, giving myself a moment of rest. Once I’ve put some distance between me and my impending orgasm, I take both our dicks in my hands again. I thrust into them, moaning at the feeling of my cock rubbing against Rhett’s.
“Such a good boy,” he tells me. “I love it when you obey me.”
“You’re trying to make this harder on me, aren’t you?” I almost let myself get too close, but while I want to come, I want Rhett to be proud of me. So I let go of my cock again and go back to only stroking his.
“That’s it. Oh, fuck, Oliver, just like that.”
I go for a little longer before I join again. I thrust into my hand, squeezing gently so that it’s tighter and there’s more friction against our dicks. As I feel myself getting close again, I groan. How am I supposed to stop? My body is tense from the buildup and denial, and I need this.God,I need this.
“Rhett, I—”
“It’s okay. Let go. I’m gonna come, too.”
