Page 26 of Crossed Sticks

“Uh huh.” I didn’t want to seem inexperienced, but my mouth was operating under its own steam. “What does that feel like?”

“You mean if I pulled on the chain while I was sucking you?”

I nodded.

“It’s uncomfortable, but the sting mixes with the pleasure from the blow job. Raises it to a whole new level.”

It took me too long to respond. “I want to find out.”

“We’re going to have a lot of fun. I’ve got you covered with anything you want.” He tossed the clamps aside. “Want to see something else?”

“Go for it.”

He leaned forward to adjust the angle of the computer, then scooted back against the headboard. I could see all of him, leaning back with his legs spread and his cock standing straight up. Holy fuck—it was even bigger than I remembered. He groaned as he wrapped a hand around it, and when he squeezed, a drop of precum glistened at the tip. Looking up, he smirked. “I showed you mine. Now show me yours.”

Using my feet, I pushed the computer farther away so he could see all of me.

“Damn, Harper.” He gave his dick a few tugs. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want you,” I said.

“Yeah? Want me to suck your dick again?”

I jerked myself slowly, careful not to squeeze hard because I didn’t want to come too soon. “Please.”

“No worries. I can’t wait to get that monster in my mouth again.” He started jacking himself. “Don’t you want more, though?”

“Yes.”

He stopped jerking and slapped his dick against his other hand. “You want this cock?”

“Fuck. I do.”

He started jerking off again. “Match my pace so we can come together.”

“Okay.” I adjusted my strokes until we were synced.

“That’s it,” he said. “I want to be inside you, fucking your ass. Would you be down for that?”

His eyes bore into me, reaching deep inside. The world shrank until the only things left were Luca, his cock, and my blistering need. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t stop the frantic racing of my heart. It took a couple of tries before I was able to mumble, “What are you doing to me?”

“Nothing yet, but you want me to fuck you, right?”

Men had refused me so many times I’d stopped asking. “Will you really do that for me?”

“Do what, babe? You’re a big guy, but you’re not a top, are you? Please tell me what you need. It would turn me on so much to hear you say it.”

“I um…”

“You need something special.” He glanced down, and when I followed his eyes, he’d let go of his cock. It was hard as a rock, throbbing in time with his heartbeat. “I think you need this.”

My neck prickled, the sensation quickly eclipsed by heat spreading across my nape and into my cheeks. “I need it so much it hurts.”

He started jerking off again—quick, hard strokes this time. “Come home, Harper. I’ll give you what you need.”

I was horny as shit, not to mention half-crazy from what Luca was saying. “Will you make me beg for it?” I asked. “Say you won’t give it to me and make me desperate?” Apparently, all my inhibitions had flown out the window.

“Beg for it now. Tell me what you want.”

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