Page 18 of Masked Love

His fingers slipped out of me, leaving me cold and empty until he rested his chest against my back. “Who’s the boss here?”

“Ugh, you are, but I’mdying.”

“I only have one rule,” he rasped. “No coming until I do. Your cum is mine and mine alone. Don’t you dare spill on the floor.”

“And what if I do… spill on the floor?”

“There will be consequences.”

Oh, hell. Why’d I like that so much?

“You’re so mean!” I said, but secretly loved it.

He chuckled, and the deep sound vibrated throughout my body like the calm before the storm. “Trust me, I will make sure you’re greatly rewarded for your patience and control. But if you come, I’m just going to have to punish you.”

“Punish?” I squeaked.

“Have you ever been spanked before?”

I shook my head and fisted my hands on the table, clenching my body with the thought, which sounded both hot, yet slightly terrifying.

“I have a feeling you’ll love it because you want to give in to me so effortlessly. You want to be so good for me, don’t you? But I won’t have to… as long as you obey me.”

“I’ll… try.”

“Good boy.”

God, why did I like that so much? I had a feeling Xander was going to introduce me to an entirely new world of sex, and I was so here for it.

I shoved away thoughtsthat Greyson was my assistant. For now, he was the stunning naked man, lying on my table, opening up to me to do whatever I wanted, so full of trust. His skin was so beautiful—the skin of youth. And I couldn’t wait to devour his gorgeous cock. It wasn’t as thick as mine, but it was long, and I was dying to taste him.

Don’t even get me started on his bubble butt. It fucking called to me, begging to be punished and used. It would look beautiful with my handprints decorating the pale flesh.

My cock was flushed red and leaking inside its latex covering. It was growing impatient and needy as much as I was.

“You ready for me, Gorgeous?” I asked.

As much as I wanted to see his blissed-out face as I pegged his prostate over and over, I wanted to control his body as I fucked him, which was easier to do from behind. I’d see his eyes roll back into his head when I was ready for him to come after I sucked him down.

“Please…” His voice was so raspy and needy, nearly begging me.

“Remember, no coming.”

I chuckled at his pathetic whine as I spread his ass, opening his hungry hole, waiting for me. I nudged my tip in, and he resisted me at first before bearing down and allowing me to break through that tight barrier. If I thought I had to ease myself in, I was sorely mistaken. Greyson shoved his ass back, and our groans echoed off the old stone walls as I got swallowed up by his glorious hole.

Oh, fuck.

“You’re so ready for me, baby. Your hole was made for me. Look how easily I slid inside.” I tried to sound confident and in control, but my insides were vibrating, ready to blow with his tight, warm walls squeezing the life out of me.

“Xan… move… more.”

I grabbed his hips and pulled out nearly all the way, but before I slammed home, I growled in his ear. “Who’s in charge here?”

“You are!”

“You are what?”

“You are, sir, Mr. Hayes, sir.”

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