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My mouth watered, hungry for a taste of his sweetness. But no, he wasn’tsweet. He was someone who went along with a homophobic plot to harm our boss and his boyfriend, and now look at him. The worst kind of fucking hypocrite.
“You’re starving for my cock, aren’t you? A little slut with a tight, greedy hole.”
A whine left his mouth and he spread his legs wider, glancing at me from over his shoulder. Tears flooded his eyes.
“Look at you,” I whispered, stepping closer to the bed. “Nothing but a whore. A bitch in heat, begging for something wide in his ass.” I reached across to palm his bruised asscheeks, and he shuddered. “You tried to help your bastard friend destroy Wick with your homophobia, and now look at you.”
“I’m not homophobic,” he argued, raising his head.
I slapped him hard across the right cheek of his ass, and he hissed. “Don’t speak. What did I tell you, Shoelicker?”
He whined in response, very much like the dog I’d instructed him to be.
I grabbed the black-and-white tail and tugged it playfully, causing him to let out a hiss as the width of the plug pulled at his rim. His ass had a nice swell to it, and while it wasn’t exactly a bubble butt, it wasn’t flat, either. I couldn’t help but admire the globes. His back curved, the bumps of his spine more visible as he bent it, and his ass was in the air, like he was begging me to fuck him.
He really was a slut.
I grinned and slapped his left asscheek this time, earning a gasp in response. Redness in the shape of my hand splashed across his bruised pale skin, and I watched as it grew darker with every passing second.Perfect.
“My bitch in heat,” I murmured, scraping my fingers over the goose bumps that rose on the warm skin of his asscheeks. “So eager to please.”
He whined and rocked back against me, and I laughed. I stepped away from him and the bed, then dumped my sweatpants onto the floor, leaving my cock free to bounce and slap against my thigh. Wrapping my hand around it, I stared at him and the way his ass blossomed red. There were so many things I wanted to do to him that I began making lists in my head of all the toys I needed to buy.
“Are you a good boy?” I whispered, loud enough for him to hear. “Or are you a bad boy?”
He gasped, rocking his hips. His cock bounced between his legs and a blush spread across his face as he turned to look at me. The tail stood up and every time he moved his hips, it swayed.
“Hm.” I stepped forward, stroking myself lazily. “Spread your legs, doggy. Just a little.”
He exhaled sharply as I slid onto the bed behind him, but he did what I’d ordered almost immediately. I grabbed his right thigh before he moved it too far and squeezed it, fingernails digging crescent-shaped indents into his creamy skin.
I chuckled. “Look at you. Such a good slut. The perfect whore, aren’t you?”
He moaned and rocked back toward me, the tip of my cock slapping the top of his ass.
“A traitorous whore. You deserve to be punished for what you did to our boss,” I growled out, my tone turning harsher. “Don’t you, bitch?”
He whimpered, shivering. Even his thighs trembled. He was so easy to rile up.
I grabbed the lube from the bed where he’d dropped it and squeezed some onto my cock. Once there was enough, I closed the lid again and threw it to the side. This was going to be so tasty. I spread the slick across my length. When I was satisfied, I shuffled closer to his behind, and he sucked in a breath. I held in a laugh. I knew what he was expecting—me to fuck him—but I wasn’t going to give it to him. No, he didn’t deserve it.
I slid my cock between his upper thighs, then grabbed the meaty flesh and squeezed them together tighter so they wrapped greedily around my sensitive length. My cock rubbed underneath his, and he was hard as a fucking rock.
“What—”
“Shh!” I hissed harshly, making his jaw snap closed again. “Bitches in heat don’t talk.”
He sucked in another breath as I began to move, rocking my hips to get the friction and tightness of his thighs pressed against my cock. His erection twitched against mine, but I ignored it, focused on chasing my own pleasure. The tail tickled my abs, the fake fur brushing across my skin, and it only added to the sultry sensation.
Fingernails digging into the skin on his waist, I smirked as I snapped my hips forward. “Mm. I’m going to come all over your pretty thighs, bitch. Don’t you come. If you do, I’ll send you out the front door naked except for that plug in your ass.”
He whined, thighs still shaking as I used them for friction on my cock. I thrust like I was in his ass instead, and my cock jerked. Hell, I’d basically been hard all day, and finally, I was getting much needed relief. I didn’t think this was going to last long. The entire situation was too perfect. The sounds he made teased me and filled the room along with the scent of his sweat and cologne mixing together to create a harmony of addicting smells. He was a contradiction in every way—a traitor, yet took orders well, craved degradation and praise, sweet but bitter, loud yet also silent.
Wade Lee was a puzzle I wanted to solve.
Then there were his thighs, sculpted by some god to tortureme. Muscular and soft at the same time, they were a temptation that created the perfect friction, and as pleasure built at the base of my spine, I knew I wouldn’t last long.
Wade’s body trembled and he groaned. Wetness joined in the mess of my precum as he came, and as much as I wanted to say something witty, I was too lost in the growing orgasm that snuck up on me.
