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Game On

Page 107

by A. Winchester

“Please, don’t stop,” I begged, even as I did what he asked. I knew he wouldn’t continue if I didn’t, and that thought was worse than any pain he gave me.

“I’m far from done with you,” he promised. “You’re going to hold out for me one more time, and I’m going to make it hurt.”

His words thrilled me in a way I couldn’t put into words. The belt tightened around my neck once more. His hand found my balls, cupping and stretching them downward. Pain bloomed sharp and melted into pleasure I couldn’t reach any other way. A broken cry managed to push past the tightness in my throat. I pushed back into him, chasing more.

“Look at you, my little glutton for pain,” Rhodes murmured. He squeezed harder and pulled, my balls in a vise grip in his fingers. My dick jerked, and my whole body locked up. Behind me, he read me like a book written just for me. “Don’t you fucking come, Theo. Show me you can do better tonight. Show me you can be my good boy.”

The burn coursing through me was unbearable. My hips rocked mindlessly in shallow thrusts, seeking the relief I couldn’t find. The world dissolved into nothing but sensation. Heat. Pain. Pleasure. I was so high that I wasn’t sure I’d ever come down—not that I wanted to.

CHAPTER 48

Rhodes

Iwatched him float with my belt around his throat and my hand wrapped around his balls. Theo had gone somewhere I couldn’t follow, his body locked up as it teetered on the edge that I tried to push him over. His hips rocked in shallow thrusts, and his mouth fell slack with a sound that couldn’t get past the leather. I could see his visible struggle to please me—to keep from coming like his body wanted—and I was so hard it hurt.

Seeing him like this did it for me every single time. The way he gave me everything—his breath, his pain, his pleasure, his control—and asked for nothing but to be a good boy. My good boy. It was a high I reveled in.

I let him feel the full weight of how far he’d gone and tested his control a little longer before slowly loosening it, watching the air rush back into him. He sagged against the counter, gasping, as his whole body trembled visibly with the force of the comedown. I undid the belt and slipped it from around his neck, knowing he’d had enough of that.

“Slow breaths, Theo,” I ordered gently as I smoothed a hand over his naked back. “You did so well holding out for me.”

Reaching around him, I wrapped a hand around his cock, feeling how it pulsed erratically in my hand. He whimpered at the contact and bucked into my hand. I pushed my hips against his ass, letting him feel how hard I was as I pinned him to the counter. I stroked him again, and he let out a frustrated sound at his inability to chase the feeling.

“Tell me what you want as your reward, little wolf,” I said. “You’ve earned it.”

“Fuck me,” Theo rasped, answering so quickly I almost didn’t finish my sentence. His voice came out wrecked and broken in a way that shot straight to my cock. “Please, fuck me, Rhodes. Right here. Fuck me right here.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” I replied with a grin. I stepped back and stripped out of my shirt. “Can you undress yourself?”

“Yes,” he let out with the kind of hunger that made my blood run hot. I stopped to watch as he eagerly and unsteadily kicked off his shoes. I moved closer, ready to catch him if he collapsed. There was a difference between me hurting him and me letting him get hurt because I wasn’t taking care of him. The latter wasn’t an option. Ever.

He fumbled through pushing off his pants, working them down his thighs. I caught every tremor in his hands and every little sway as he shifted his body weight.

“Ass in the air, little wolf,” I ordered when he was naked for me. He bent over the counter, and I drank in the sight of him. “Spread your legs wider for me.”

He did without hesitation, putting himself on display just for me. His cock hung heavy between his thighs, flushed and leaking with precum, while his balls were slightly swollen and drawn up from everything I’d put him through. The sight made my cock throb with anticipation.

I slipped out of my shoes and worked my jeans down, pausing only long enough to pull out the packet of lube in my wallet. As I kicked my clothes aside, I dropped the packet between his shoulder blades and pushed his chest flat to the counter. His whole body stilled under me, practically vibrating with his desperation.

“Hold yourself open for me,” I instructed while I tore open the packet with my teeth. Reaching back, he palmed his asscheeks and spread them open wide on command. “Good boy.”

I worked the lube over my cock, deliberately taking my time. His whole body trembled with the effort to stay still. Testing his patience was one of my favorite activities.

“Please,” Theo let out. “Rhodes, please. I need…”

I pressed the crown of my cock against that tight ring of muscles, his body giving only the slightest resistance as I pushed into him. I only gave him the tip before I stopped. A desperate whine caught in his throat at the denial. He tried to push back on me, but I caught his hips tight to hold him in place, letting him feel what he couldn’t have yet.

“Look at you trying to fuck yourself back on my cock,” I commented.

“Please,” he begged, his fingers digging into his own ass as he spread himself open wider. “I need it… I need you inside me.”

“Take it, little wolf,” I ordered, letting go of his hips, “but keep holding yourself open. I want to watch you fuck yourself on my cock.”

Theo didn’t hesitate. He rocked back, taking me all at once until his ass met my hips. I felt him shudder from the sudden fullness, and he let out a loud sigh of relief.

“Good boy,” I said and smoothed a hand up his spine. I pulled out until only the crown of my cock stretched him. Greedily, he pushed back, taking me in one quick stroke. “Don’t stop, Theo. I told you to fuck yourself.”

I let him set the rhythm and let him work for it. The muscles in his back shifted with every roll of his hips, and sweat beaded down the curve of his spine. His knuckles turned white as he held his ass open the way I’d told him. It was filthy and perfect. I watched how his ass clenched and relaxed, his hole slick with lube and stretched taut around my cock.