Page 40 of Crossed Sticks

“Fuck yes.”

“Then say it.”

“Fucking control me. Give it to me however you want. Call me names and make me do things.” Fire burned in his eyes, and he lowered his voice to a growl. “Make me say things. Take what you need, and don’t be gentle.Please, Luca.”

Was this really happening? I got into light domination with a few guys in college, and I’d enjoyed it through the years. I liked pounding guys hard and fast, and I loved it when they got off on being ordered around. Harper wanted what I had to give him, but I needed to hear one more thing. “Use you? Dominate you?”

“Yes. I’ve always wanted to be…” A loopy smile formed on his lips. “Dominate me, please. Use me like you want.”

I leaned in for a kiss, my heart pounding like it wanted to break free of my chest. When I drew away, I licked across his mouth and nibbled his ear. “Ready for it?”

“Shit.” His voice quavered as the fire in his eyes intensified. “So fucking ready.”

Desire mushroomed inside me, and I looked into his eyes. “Safe word is ‘plastic.’ We can stop or just change to normal fucking.”

“I’ll be okay.” His lips trembled. “I’ve wanted this all my life.”

“Here’s the deal, then. Your ass belongs to me. My cock is big, and you’re gonna feel it. I’ll finish getting you ready, and while I do, you are not to utter a sound unless it’s the safe word. Got it?”

He widened his eyes, but instead of fear, they reflected hope. He nodded.

“Fine. Condoms and lube in the nightstand?”

Remaining silent, he nodded again.

After gathering the supplies, I got back on the bed. Since I was behind him, I waited long enough to let him wonder what I was doing, then slapped a cheek and barked, “On your hands and knees.” When he complied, I pulled one of the flaming cheeks aside and drizzled lube down his crack. The cool liquid made him hiss when it ran over his asshole. Dripping more lube onto my fingers, I traced circles around his opening. He whined when I worked a finger inside.

My heart hammered while I savored the reality that Harper was allowing me to touch him this way. The hard body in front of me, pushing back onto my finger and struggling to remain quiet, left me breathless. Harper was a big guy, as masculine as I’d ever had, but he didn’t simply want me to fuck him. He’d asked to be used and dominated. This was a wet dream come true.

He choked back soft moans while I played with his ass, and when I crooked my finger and found his prostate, he yowled. I chuckled, though my dick was screaming at me to get inside him. “There we go,” I said. “See a few stars?”

“Mm hmm.”

I’d known he wouldn’t be able to stay quiet. The volume of his moans increased as I added a second finger, then a third. My dick was aching with need, and I used my spare hand to give ita tug when I could. Harper was lost in his own pleasure, exactly where I wanted him to be. When I couldn’t wait any longer and slid my fingers free, he gave a sullen grunt of disappointment.

“Still want to get fucked?”

“Godyes.”

“Do what you’re told?”

“Okay.”

“Moan like a rent boy in heat?”

“Fuck yes.”

“Shut up, then, until I’m inside you.”

I put on the condom and swirled lube around my dick, then smeared more across his opening. His legs trembled when I moved to line up my cock with his hole.

“Fuck,” he said, the word becoming a long moan when I pushed. He clenched hard, firmly denying me entrance. When I tried again, the result was the same.

“Lie down. Belly on the bed, but keep your ass up till I get inside.”

He settled on the mattress, whimpering while I lined up and pushed again.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God.”

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