“All you have to do is be honest with me,” I tell him. “Then maybe I’ll even let you fuckmyass. How do you think it would feel to be pushing into me instead of using that toy?”
I watch him try to hold back.
“Keep trying to break me, Niko.”
“Keep acting like you’re not about to come just from looking at me,” I tell him. “My number one fan. Listen to my voice as I talk you through every fucking step of you losing control. Grip your cock harder.”
His eyelids flutter shut, but I see his fingers grip tighter on the base of his cock. “I’m going to come when I choose.”
“You’re going to come when I tell you to.”
His eyes open again and he stares at me like he wants me dead.
“Bring it closer to my mouth. I want you to feel my breath on your cock and wish you could take my throat.”
He lets out a frustrated moan.
“Need to come,” he says, and his voice is close to a whisper now.
“I know you do. Close to my mouth. Now.”
It feels like I’m doing a goddamn magic trick. He wishes he could stop himself, but he can’t. He shifts his body a little more forward until he’s gripping his cock just above my mouth, and his other hand drops away from the toy inside me.
“Didn’t tell you to let go of that. Reach for it.”
“Demanding much?” he utters as he stretches his arm back down.
I feel the sensation of the toy moving inside me again, and I let out a long sigh, knowing he can feel my breath on his cock now.
“Good.”
“Maybe I’ll torture you, too,” he says. “Take this toy out of you. Make you wish I was filling you up.”
“Cute how you think you’re in control.”
In one swift motion he yanks the toy out of me. I curse under my breath, hating the fact that he’s right.
I need to feel full.
And then as fast as he pulled it out, he shoves it back inside me like he’s claiming my ass as his own. I moan for him and he seems to like it, because the next drop ofprecum hangs from his tip and gently lands on my bottom lip.
His eyes widen as he sees it, like it’s driving him insane.
He looks completely fucking wild.
Pupils blown wide, and every inch of his skin flushed. His nipples are hard, and they keep distracting me in my field of vision, so pinchable and perfect on the firm muscle of his pecs.
“Taste it,” he whispers.
“Tell me the truth, and I will,” I murmur at him.
“Niko.”
His voice is in a low growl again as he grips his cock tight.
Suddenly it’s like something has snapped in him.
I speak slowly. “All you have to do is tell me what you’re?—”