Page 117 of Ready to Cash Out

Trev was a fucking god.

He arched his back just to show off his lean figure and take Jupiter’s cock at a better angle, alternating between quick drops and slow grinding. The time between switches dwindled as his climax built, and he focused on pushing down as hard as he could and rutting forward to chase down the friction he needed to come.

Jupiter gritted his teeth and grabbed the ring on Trev’s collar. “Getting close, aren’t you?”

“Uh-huh.” Trev shivered. “I need to fucking come, sir.”

“And if I told you no?”

Trev’s hips stuttered, but he still protested. “I’d tell you to fuck off.”

Jupiter’s eyes gleamed with mischief. “But you’d still wait, wouldn’t you? You still want to relinquish control… Not for the sake of power, but because you like pleasing me.”

“Not as much as I like pleasing myself,” Trev shot back haughtily, his skin burning. He couldn’t really be considering not coming. Jupiter was literally powerless to stop him, as he was chained to the damn bed, and yet Trev was still hesitating.

Fucking goddammit.

Jupiter grinned. “It’s all right, baby doll… Go ahead.” He smacked Trev’s ass encouragingly.

“Like I need your permission,” Trev grumbled as he got going again. The need to climax was even more urgent now and he grabbed his dick, stroking himself in time with the frantic rock of his hips. Indignation and fury powered his every move, wishing he could fuck that smug look right off Jupiter’s stupid smug face.

Jupiter pushed up so Trev could take his cock even deeper. “There, baby doll. There you go. Come on… Wanna see you come for me.”

Trev didn’t reply, too focused on chasing the last bit of stimulation that he needed to launch himself off that sweet precipice and into orgasm. He found it in the drag of Jupiter’s nails across his hip and a particularly hard slam that left his insides throbbing.

It was perfect.

Trev cried out as he came, his cock spilling across his hand as he continued to ride Jupiter. Each pulse sent waves of heat flashing over his skin until he felt like he was glowing, and he squeezed his dick to work himself through each fleeting shudder. “F-fuck! Yes!”

Jupiter growled low, a breathless snarl that signaled his own end, and he held Trev on his cock as he pressed a scorching kiss to his lips. “Mmm, baby doll.”

Trev collapsed against Jupiter’s chest, grabbing his long ponytail and twisting it around his fingers as they kissed.

“Wow.” Jupiter panted.

“What?”

“You really did miss me.”

Trev laughed and kissed him. “I suppose I did.” He gracefully slipped out of Jupiter’s lap with a groan and then not so gracefully plopped down beside him.

Jupiter fixed his pants but didn’t zip them yet. “Well?”

“What?” Trev mumbled

“Are you going to go get a towel or anything?”

“That’s your job.” Trev smirked.

Jupiter tugged on his chain.

“Ugh. Excuses.” Trev rolled out of bed so he could head into the bathroom.

It was clean and well stocked, and Trev grabbed a hand towel from off the rack by the sink. He ran it under the faucet to wipe himself down and then grabbed another for Jupiter. He returned to bed, playfully throwing the towel at Jupiter.

It hit Jupiter’s chest. “Hey!”

“Aw, sorry.” Trev crawled up beside him with a smile. “I was aiming for your face.”

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