Page 196 of Ready to Cash Out

“You said we’re opening me up on your cock, so give it to me,” Trev demanded as he tried to spear himself on the head of Jupiter’s dick. “Now!”

Jupiter didn’t move. “Take what you want, baby doll.” He let the leash go slack. “This is your show now. Show me what you can do.”

Trev shifted his hands and then rolled his hips, making sure that Jupiter’s cock was seated before slamming himself back. The resistance was immediate and he groaned, thrusting with more force to make himself take more. He wanted Jupiter inside of him and he wanted him now.

He tried again to fuck himself on Jupiter’s cock and fought against the intense stretch. It burned but he knew he could do it. He gritted his teeth, working back and forth in shorter bursts to get his body to open up.

God…

Fuck.

He kept going, determined as ever, and he sank down a bit farther.

He could do this.

He was the fucking best.

He was…

Fuck, that was a lot of dick.

The leash tightened and Trev couldn’t shift forward. “Mmmph, hey,” he mumbled in protest. “What?”

“Easy, baby doll,” Jupiter said sternly. “Do I need to tie you up to make sure you don’t hurt yourself?”

“I’ve got it,” Trev snapped back. “I’m fine.”

“Yes, you are,” Jupiter said, his tone both soothing and firm. “I’m yours, baby doll. Okay? I’m all yours.” Even as the leash wound tight, he still said, “You’re such a good boy and I’m yours.”

Trev took a deep breath and let himself melt. He stopped clawing at the sheets, unclenching his hands. He wasn’t even sure when he’d grabbed them so tightly, and he let Jupiter’s voice ease the lingering tension in his body.

Yes, he was good.

He was so good.

And Jupiter was all his.

The control was only an illusion because Jupiter didn’t own Trev any more than Trev owned him. They were each other’s, equally, and that…

That was everything.

When Trev moved again, the slide was effortless. He didn’t stop until his ass was flush with Jupiter’s hips and his insides throbbed from the fullness of Jupiter’s cock.

Everything was Jupiter.

Trev breathed in.

The ache, the pulse, the very smell of their sweat mingling.

Trev breathed out.

Jupiter’s hands on his hips, the creak of the leash as he pulled it.

Trev tipped his head back and groaned, letting Jupiter’s cock move in and out of his body in leisurely thrusts. It was slow, a patient drag that sent shivers cascading from his core to the ends of his fingers and buzzing through his lips. The waves of sensation surged to new heights when Jupiter slammed forward, driving his cock in hard and forcing a cry from the back of Trev’s throat.

“There we go, baby doll,” Jupiter crooned. “Ready for me now, aren’t you? Ready for this cock?”

“Yes, fuck. Yes.” Trev surrendered to Jupiter’s thrusts, arching up for each one and moaning out his pleasure. The tension on the leash kept his head back and his spine curled, making every connection of their bodies devastatingly hot. He could feel the need for relief, the urge to find release from this sweet torture, but not yet.

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