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“Beneath you. Being used by you.”
I grab him by his nape and crash our lips together. He’s not soft and compliant like I’ve grown used to. He’s a rough edge with teeth and claws and a tongue that’s not afraid to get dirty to claim its prize.
It’s fucking beautiful. Shiloh’s surrender is warm, golden, and glorious, but his fight is gorgeous. Tantalizing.
I missed my firecracker.
He yanks away with a dissatisfied growl as I leave his lips to make biting marks down his neck. Even still, he leans his head back to give me more room, holding my head exactly where he wants me.
“Goddamn right it is,” I growl, and he laughs a wicked little sound as I stand and pick him up with my hands under his ass and his legs around my waist. “Safewords still in place?”
Shiloh rolls his eyes and nips down my neck just like I did his. “Do your worst, Morales.”
I don’t have any cruelty in me tonight. But that doesn’t mean I can’t give him exactly what he needs.
I smack his ass hard, listening to his muffled shout into my skin followed by a rough pinch of his teeth to my shoulder. That earns him a second smack. And a third.
It takes four for him to let go and pant into my shoulder, cursing me even as his hips rock for more.
“You’re a goddamn teasing asshole.”
I love when I get him so worked up he just cusses up a storm.
“Not for long. On your knees and open up, sweetheart.”
Watching Shiloh Novak slip down my body and kneel on the floor has to be the single most arousing sight of my life. We’re close enough that my cock grazes his cheek as I pull it out, and he sticks his tongue out at the perfect time to lick a stripe over the head before I grip the hard length in my fist.
“You want to taste me, sweetheart? Want to be my little fuck hole?”
Those glassy eyes turn up at me, and he licks that familiar, playful smirk. “Ruin me, Cory. I dare you.”
I grip the back of his head with tight fingers, yanking it back and pressing the tip of my dick to his lips. “Challenge accepted.”
He opens his mouth, readily accepting the way I slide onto his tongue, back and forth milking my precum on his taste buds. His eyes close, lips following suit to suck on the head of my dick.
I’m too close already knowing that he’s here, willing and wanting me, so I tug on his hair again and watch as he pops off with a lewd sound and a string of spit connecting my cock to his mouth.
“Only good boys get fucked. No matter which hole it’s in.”
He whines, throwing his hands up to grip my thighs. His eyes are expressive of how thoroughly he’s enjoying himself, deep and lust hazy.
“I’m going to paint you,” I say, holding him back as I jack my cock just out of his reach. “You’re going to be my cum canvas, and then I’m going to edge your pretty little dick until you’re begging me for release.”
Shiloh is so fucking pretty with tears filling his lashes, so fucking tempting with his heavy, aroused breaths and his eyes staring down my cock like it’s the sweetest prize from a tricky claw machine.
“What do you think, Shiloh? Should I end the night with your cum on my tongue?”
He groans and squeezes his fingers around my thighs, ultimately shaking his head with what little room my grip gives him.
“No?”
He shakes his head again and offers up a lopsided smile. “I said ruin me.”
I drop my hand from his hair and wrap it around his throat, holding but not squeezing. “I love you so fucking much. You’re going to drown in affection and cum, my slutty little brat.”
My fingers vibrate from his moan, and his eyes hold that faux defiant quality that makes me want to tighten the leash and truly drive him wild.
He licks his lips and presses into my hand.
