Page 24 of The Intimacy of Control

“Tap three times, okay?”

“Yes. Okay. Just please fuck me.”

That, I could do very easily. I placed a palm over his mouth. “Take a deep breath, sweetie.” His eyes widened, but he obeyed, inhaling deep through his nose. And then I shifted the edge of my palm until it covered his nostrils, pushing them together a bit.

I’d taken his breath.

He started jerking himself faster.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head.

He whimpered beneath my palm, the sound echoing and becoming nothing but sweet music to my ears. Jack had so easily given me complete control, and it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

I pulled out halfway, only to thrust into him. Hard. Deep. I pushed my hips, tilting him a little more until I could get even deeper and hit the spot I needed. He screamed and wiggled beneath me, his nails digging deep enough into my back, that I started to wonder if he’d drawn blood.

After a couple of thrusts, I took my palm away, letting him gasp for air. The way his mouth opened so quickly, nothing but deep, guttural moans coming out of him, had my cock fucking throbbing.

“Forrest. Forrest, I’m gonna come. Too quick. Too much.”

“I’ve got you, baby. Don’t you worry about that.” Honestly, thank God. I wasn’t sure how much longer I’d make it, either. He’d gotten me so fucking riled up, I was surprised I’d lasted as long as I had. “Go faster.”

I put my palm back over his nose and mouth as he furiously worked his cock. I snapped my hips into him repeatedly, each one harder than the last. From the way he was writhing and screaming beneath me, I must’ve been hitting the right spot. I kept an eye on his stomach and the way his hand was moving, trying to time his orgasm.

He was close. Very fucking close. Just a little bit longer… Just a few more thrusts…

I felt his muscles tense beneath me, and I knew I had mere seconds. The moment his stomach rippled, I took my palm off his mouth, and cum started to pour over his hand. So much. So much fucking cum.

Jack yelled and gasped and sputtered, his entire body leaning forward as the orgasm seemed to go on forever and ever. His forehead pressed against my shoulder as he whimpered and clenched around me. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Forrest. Fuck. Oh, God.” His voice was a mess, cracking with each word.

I let him ride it out before I rose, looming over his quivering body. I grabbed his hips, stared down at him, and smirked right before pounding into his ass.

His body was like Jell-O, moving with me easily on the bed. The sheets had pulled off the edges, bunching up close to him. Looking up at the ceiling, I let my eyes fall shut as I moaned my way through the overwhelming feeling of Jack’s tight, hot ass taking me somewhere I’d never been with anyone else.

It was building. I was close. I was right fucking there. I gripped his hips harder, sure I was going to leave my mark on them, giving him everything I had in me. The sounds of his whimpers got louder and louder, coming straight from his chest as I used him. As I showed him just how much control I had over his body.

My final thrust took me by complete surprise. I doubled over, my cock pulsing as I came so hard, I saw stars behind my eyelids. I could barely see when I opened them, panting and sweating over Jack’s spent body.

But once I could, all I noticed were his eyes. He was looking up at me with tears clouding them and his mouth open. What was even more curious was how his lips turned up into a smile, and he held his arms out. “These are sex tears, I promise. I can’t explain it. I don’t know how right now.” He sounded tired.

I watched as his eyes started to droop. Slowly, I pulled out of him, letting his legs fall onto the bed. I tied the condom, threw it over the edge of the bed, and fell into his outstretched arms.

I wasn’t really expecting the bear hug I got in return, but I pressed my face into his chest, whispering to him. “I didn’t know you liked to cuddle like this.”

All I got in response was a soft snore. When I looked up, his eyes were closed, his mouth was open, and he seemed to be in a perfectly blissful sleep, all while trapping me against him.

Yeah, it seemed my determination had definitely paid off.

chapter ten

My eyes didn’t want to open. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been drifting between awake and asleep, but it couldn’t have been very long. The world was still dark outside Forrest’s windows.

I groaned and rolled onto my side, closing my eyes again to revel in the way my body ached. If I thought about it for long enough, I could still feel the phantom touch of his palm around my neck. Not squeezing, just holding me.

The idea of not being able to breathe should’ve scared me. It should’ve been like my literal worst nightmare coming true. But it wasn’t. It was completely different. There was no water rushing in through my nostrils, burning its way into my lungs. I wasn’t helplessly flailing and gasping and begging for someone to notice. To pull me out and save me.

There was control in the loss of it.

I trusted Forrest. I trusted that he’d get me right to the edge, where my body would start to beg for air. When that started, it made everything else feel so much…stronger. So fucking intense. Every touch. Every breeze. Desperation turned into euphoria, and my heart had started pounding, the blood pumping through my veins creating a mind of its own. Then the most beautiful fucking thing happened.