Page 26 of Stolen

A groan escaped Leo just as his cock throbbed against my palm.

“You kind of like the idea of that, don’t you?” I pressed. “You like the idea of everyone knowing that you’re mine?”

“Yes,” Leo admitted, and I started stroking his cock even faster than before. Leo gasped, his head rolling back to lean against my chest, his weeping slit spilling come on the countertop in front of us.

“Fuck. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—” Leo stared down at his come on the bar. “Shit. We need to clean this up before?—”

“Stay right where you are.”

“But—Jacob?—”

“Don’t move,” I ordered, as I pressed myself against him, my hardened cock pushing against his ass through my pants. “That’s it. Stay right there.”

I began to rub myself against him, my hips rocking against his. Leo groaned, as I picked up my pace, circling my hips against his even faster than before. I was purposely pushing myself to the brink, knowing that I was pushing Leo to his brink, too, teasing him with the promise of my cock without ever delivering on it.

“Jacob…”

“Yes?”

“Fuck me.”

“Maybe. I’ll think about it.” I shrugged as I moved away from him, my hands casually pulling down my pants and boxers. When I moved close to him again, I slid my cock between his thighs, pumping against him all over again.

“Oh, my God. That’s so evil,” Leo whimpered.

“Maybe I don’t think you’re ready for me yet.”

“But I’ve had you before?—”

“You still think you’re the one in control.” I shook my head, still pumping between his thighs. “That’s your problem, Leo. You don’t know how to let go.”

“Yes, I do. I know how to let go,” Leo whimpered again. “I’ll do whatever you say, Jacob. Just please. Fuck me?—”

Before Leo had a chance to finish his sentence, I’d turned him around to face me. A few seconds later, and I’d wrapped my arms around his waist, sitting him on top of the bar, his legs on either side of me.

I then pulled off my shirt as I kept my eyes locked on his. “Lean back. Spread wide for me.”

Leo nodded as he watched me lean down toward my pants, pulling some lube and a condom from my pocket.

“Oh.”

“Oh?”

“Nothing. It’s just—” Leo’s cheeks went red. “You came prepared to fuck me again.”

“Why wouldn’t I be prepared to fuck you? You’re mine, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Which means I can do whatever I want with you?”

“Yes.”

“Whenever I want?”

“Yes.”

I smirked as I drizzled lube all across Leo’s waiting hole. I rubbed it into his entrance with one of my fingers, keeping eyecontact the whole time. “Your body feels like it’s already ready for me. Have you been thinking about me fucking you again? So soon?”

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