Page 85 of Possession

“To be used,” he said quietly, holding on for as long as he could to the intimacy of the moment. His ass was on fire, and he’d never felt closer to another person before. “I want you to use me any way you want, as hard as you want.”

Tomas studied him, one hand coming up to cup the side of his face. God, he loved when he did that. His eyes started toshut as he sank into the feeling of being cherished. As much as he liked the hard, nasty words that Tomas was so good at giving him, he loved his gentle touches just as much, more than he ever thought possible. It was like they both fed into the same well inside him but from different sides, filling him up so perfectly and completely.

“How would you feel about me recording you?”

Vinnie forced his eyes open to meet Tomas’s serious gaze.

“Recording me while we have sex?” he asked, brows furrowing. That was more Mason’s thing than his, so he wasn’t quite sure why Tomas was suggesting it.

“Yes, but not on my phone,” he said reassuringly. “I bought a camcorder specifically for this so there would be no chance of anyone but us seeing it.”

Vinnie’s heart flipped in his chest. This man… he always made sure to make Vinnie feel safe and cared for. “If that’s something you want,” he said, still trying to figure out what had inspired the idea.

A devilish grin spread across Tomas’s face. “I think it’s something we’ll both want,” he said lowly. “Because I’m going to take you apart so completely, until you’re begging for my cock and at your absolute sluttiest, while I record the whole thing, and then the next time you’re really good, I’m going to make you watch it while I fuck you. You’ll get to see how you look like a whore as you gasp for more, all while I’m filling you up all over again, gatito.”

Vinnie sucked in a quick breath, heat suffusing his entire body. The perfect kind of humiliation, making him turn into a pleading slut and then keeping the video of it to show him later, forcing him to see himself in that state.

He squirmed in Tomas’s lap, his cock rock hard. “Yes, let’s do that,” he said breathlessly.

Tomas grabbed the back of his neck and towed him in for a long, thorough kiss, licking into Vinnie’s mouth with slow thrusts of his tongue, taking everything Vinnie had and then demanding more until he was gasping for breath and clutching at Tomas’s shoulders.

Then he pulled out his phone and said, “Let me just text Mason to grab an overnight bag for you two, and then we can go.”

“Whatever you want,” he said dazedly, buzzing off that mind-melting kiss.

They left Mason in the living room with some Housewife show on the TV, laptop, and a snack. Tomas had talked to him privately while Vinnie waited by the stairs, and Mason had simply nodded and smiled, waving his arms in a shooing motion.

As soon as they were upstairs in the bedroom, door closing behind Tomas with a sharp click, Vinnie was on him, wrapping his arms around his neck and going for his mouth, needing another taste.

Tomas grunted but quickly caught up, his hands landing on Vinnie’s ass as he walked him across the room, stealing every thought from his head with his talented lips. When the back of his legs hit the bed, he let himself be guided down but didn’t let go of Tomas, pulling him with him so they were entwined on the bed together, fully clothed.

Vinnie became completely consumed, riding one of Tomas’s thighs and moaning every time he squeezed his sore ass but needing more, more, more. His lips felt bruised and swollen by the time Tomas had him on his back and started stripping him out of his clothes.

“So fucking needy,” Tomas growled, jerking his jeans down his legs and tossing them off the bed. “You’d let me do anything I wanted to you, wouldn’t you?”

Whimpering, Vinnie nodded, tugging at Tomas’s clothes to get to his naked skin too. “Anything, please.”

“Fucking whore,” Tomas sneered, wrapping his long, callused fingers around Vinnie’s throat and leaning in close until they were nose to nose. “You’re two seconds away from spreading your legs and pushing your ass in my face like a cat in heat, aren’t you?”

“Oh god,” he choked out, tipping his head back to offer more of his vulnerable throat to Tomas.

Cursing under his breath, Tomas released him and darted off the bed and across the room, grabbing lube and a small handheld camcorder and bringing them back with him. Vinnie was honestly a little surprised he’d been able to find one since everyone had a camera on their phone nowadays.

Reading his mind, Tomas winked from the end of the bed. “You’d be surprised what you can find online.”

He laughed, then sucked in a breath as Tomas opened the preview screen and turned on the camera, running the lens over his body from toes to face. Nice and slow.

“Mmm, look at you, gatito,” he murmured, climbing back onto the bed and focusing on his dripping dick. “So wet already.”

His cheeks flushed as he sank his teeth into his bottom lip and pulled his legs up, exposing himself.

“You really are a slutty cat in heat, huh?” Tomas asked, gripping the back of one of his thighs and pushing, forcing his ass to tip up higher. “Show me that hole. I bet it’s gaping open from being used so much.”

“Shit, shit, shit,” he gasped, balls tightening and lightning shooting down his spine. But he did it. He grabbed his asscheeksand spread himself, baring his waxed-smooth hole to Tomas… and his camera. “I’ll make it tight for you. I swear.”

Tomas grunted, pressing a thumb to his opening. “You can try, whore, but a hole this used up won’t be much better than a slicked-up cocksleave.”

His eyes rolled back in his head. “Use me. Make me your cocksleave.”

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