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I moaned into his mouth as he urged me onto my back and let go of my cock. He pushed my thighs open. Before I knew what was happening, he located the wrinkled skin of my hole and touched me there.
“Oh, hell yeah. Goddammit.” I bit my lip as he teased me with a gentleness that made my knees tremble.
“Mmm. Hold that thought,” he said.
He reached for the side table and tugged the drawer open, finding what he needed. He put a condom on the pillow and popped the lid off the lube, pouring some into his hand, then rubbing his hands together like a cartoon villain.
I gazed at the condom and raised my eyebrows.
“For later. I want to have some fun first, get you ready.”
“Oh, I’m ready, whenever you want.”
“Oh no, Toby. You’re nowhere near ready.”
“I’m not?”
He shook his head, delving between my cheeks, finding my hole again.
“No,” he said, circling with the tip of his finger, spreading the lube around. “I want you crying for my cock before I fuck you.”
I took a shuddery inhale and made a surprised sound as he pushed a finger inside. When he took my cock into his mouth, I cried out as my brain exploded.
“Alastair,” I gasped, as my head fell back. But I needed to see, so I lifted up and watched him.
I wove my fingers into his black curls as he sucked and licked and teased me, and explored me with his finger, hitting spots that made my vision blur.
“More,” I moaned, ever the greedy lover.
Alastair popped his mouth off my dick and grinned at me. “Settle down. You’ll get more when I’m ready.”
“Bastard.”
“Oooh, now I’m going to make you wait even longer.”
“Fuck. Is this what you do in those rooms? Is this the kind of torture I can expect, only with toys and bondage?”
He smiled wider, and the dimple appeared. “Oh, Toby, you have no idea.”
My eyes widened. He bent to my cock again and I made the most ridiculous noise of desperation. It sounded like I was being legit tortured—and I was—but with pleasure and the frustration of enduring it without release.
After a while, he added another finger then a third, and by the time he was ready to fuck me, I was almost sobbing. So, mission accomplished.
“Now I’m going to fuck you,” he said as he sat up and ripped the condom package with his teeth.
“Fucking finally,” I muttered, wiping my trembling fingers over my brow.
“Watch your language, Toby. You might be young but you’re not a child.”
Oh, I was enjoying bossy, Dommy, toppy Alastair Kenney.
“Yes, Sir,” I said in a shaky, desperate voice. Maybe I should have minded my manners earlier, because Alastair started getting serious.
He sheathed himself in two seconds flat and crouched over me, guiding himself into position and glaring like a lion in heat.
“Fuck!” I said, my mouth gaping at the look in his eyes and the sensation of penetration as he breached me with the steady motions of a pro. “Oh God. OhGod!”
He held my gaze as he pushed in all the way, and I whimpered with the sheer possessiveness of it. Then he just rested there, gazing at me, watching me like I was a curiosity or a specimen, and for some fucking reason that was a massive a turn-on.
