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“It’s fine.” He gave an experimental tug, then let out a nervous chuckle. “Okay, this is new.” He glanced toward the bedside table, where a black satin eye mask sat. He blinked. “Where did that come from?”

I smiled. “An Ann Summers shop. It’ll do the job.” I picked it up. “Are you okay with this?”

Theo met my gaze. “I trust you.”

Three words that nearly undid me.

I lifted his head and slid the blindfold over his eyes. His cock jerked against his belly, and his abs quivered.

“No one else gets to see you like this.” I stroked his cheek. “This is just for me.”

“Cam…” His breathing quickened.

“Focus on my voice and my touch. Nothing else exists right now.”

The words came from a place I hadn’t even known existed, and I thanked God for it.

I went over to where I’d set up my laptop on a chair and clicked Play. The air filled with men’s moans, grunts and cries.

Theo’s mouth fell open. “Is… is that porn?”

I chuckled. “Yes, yes it is. I thought I’d turn your mind into sexual putty before we got started.”

Theo groaned. “You arewaytoo good at this.”

I stripped off my own clothing and climbed onto the bed, straddling him. His rigid shaft told me he was already aroused, but I wasn’t done yet. I stroked his neck, pausing to kiss him there, then down to his nipples, Theo shivered as I brushed my lips over the taut little nubs.

Something else to file away.

I kissed his forehead, the delicate skin inside his elbows, his sternum, then shifted to kiss all the way down to his inner thighs and the ridge of his hip bones. Each contact elicited more shivers and low moans, and I made sure to vary the spots, so he wouldn’t know where I would be next.

“Tell me how that feels.”

Theo groaned. “It feels amazing.” He bit his lip as I trailed my fingers over his dick.

“I want to hear every sound. Don’t hold back.” I licked over the head of his cock, and he let out a low moan. “That’s it. Fuck, you make such beautiful sounds.” I slid my hand under the pillow where I’d stashed the lube and a butt plug. Then I brought my hands to his thighs. “Spread for me, Theo. Let me see you.”

A loud groan rolled out of him and he spread himself wide.

“Feet on the mattress. Show me that hole.”

Theo’s staccato breaths were audible even above the soundtrack from the laptop.

“Breathe, baby. In and out. It’s just you and me. Let me make you feel good. You don’t have to think about anything else right now.” I kissed his inner thighs, feeling the muscles quiver against my lips. “I love seeing you like this, open for me. Trusting me.” I rubbed my fingertip over his hole, and he trembled. “Let go, Theo. I’ve got you.”

He shuddered out a breath. “I-I know.”

“I want you to do something for me. When you think you’re getting close to coming, I want you to start counting to ten. That’s to tell me when to back off. And so we’re clear? Ten is ‘Oh my God, Cameron, I’m going to come any second now.’”

He managed a dry chuckle. “Believe me, you’ll know when I get close.”

I grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under his hips, then smeared the butt plug with lube. I touched the rounded end against his pucker, and he stilled.

“Ready?” Theo nodded, and I slid the silicone toy into his body, going slow when we got to the widest part. At last, his hole swallowed up the black plug, and I kissed the head of his dick, lapping up the pre-cum. I breathed on it, and he shivered.

“Remember, you’re not allowed to come until I give you permission.” My own shaft was like steel, and I ached to be inside him.

“Yes, Cam.” His voice shook.