Page 56 of The Club

I can almost feel how he calms down. Sometimes he needs force, but not tonight. Tonight he just needs direction. I’m surprised to find that I’m okay with that. I love being rough with him, I love that he can take it—Ineedhim to take it. But not always.

“Take off your boots,” I order.

He does it, letting them thump to the floor. He strips his socks off too.

“Pants,” I say when he’s done. “Slow. Keep facing me.”

He understands. He unbuttons them and drags his zipper down.

“Jesus Christ,” I mutter as he opens his pants to reveal the slutty, hot pink g-string. The cloth is stretched to its limit, barely holding his stiff cock. His swollen balls are spilling out the side.

My dick turns rock hard in my pants. I take a solid drink of the smoky, burning scotch to keep myself from grabbing him, spinning him around, and giving him my cock after all.

Rafael’s leather pants are pretty tight, so they cling to his muscled thighs as he pushes them down. God, he’s hot.

When he’s free of them, I order gruffly, “Turn around and bend over. Let me see what’s in your ass.”

He does it, revealing the hot pink strap threading along his crease, lying over the black base of the toy. I approach for a better look. It presses along his taint and nudges at his swollen balls from behind.

My cock throbs at the sight. I’ve always known how beautiful Rafael is. I’ve always known how sexy he is. But getting to see him like this, getting to touch him?

Sipping my scotch to keep myself grounded and calm, I take hold of the massager with my free hand and start pulling it out slowly.

“Fuck,” Rafael gasps, clutching at the counter. He’s breathing hard, the muscles of his back shifting under his tattooed skin. The geometric pattern interwoven with thorns and roses and skulls spreads from his spine to flare over his shoulders. It’s beautiful work.

But the toy has my attention as I watch it emerge from his body.My god, you’re beautiful. I love watching you.The wordsare on the tip of my tongue, but he doesn’t get words like that tonight. He’s in trouble.

When the toy pops free, Rafael’s hole flutters and tightens. I’m sure he feels empty. I hope he feels desperate. I need him to understand who’s in control.

I study the slight curve of the massager, the button at the base. I make him wait until he’s almost whining, then I push the toy back inside. I turn it on. His body convulses against the counter.

“On the floor,” I tell him. “Hands and knees. Face away from me and fuck your hand.”

He slides away from the counter and drops to the floor on all fours. He reaches under himself, gripping his cock within the cloth of his g-string. My body rocks with a wave of arousal as his arm starts moving.

I stay behind him so he can’t see me. I unbuckle my belt and open my pants. I shove my underwear below my balls. Taking my stiff length in hand, I start stroking. Relief washes through me.

God, he’s beautiful to watch with that perfect, highly sexual body, his defined ass framed by the hot pink straps, the toy vibrating visibly in his hole. He’s beautiful to listen to as he moans.

“What are you thinking about?” I ask.

“You.”

“Doing what?”

“Fucking me.”

That won’t do. His mind doesn’t get to leave here to indulge in some fantasy of something that’s not happening. He’s been away all night. I need him here, present, fully with me.

I set my drink aside and pull my belt from my pants. I crack it across his ass. His body jerks, and he lets out a bark of pain. Red blooms across his skin.

I drop to one knee beside him. I loop the belt around his neck and take a firm grip. He chokes as I pull him up into a kneeling position. His hands instinctively grab at the constriction.

The hot pink cloth is pushed aside, his cock jutting free of it. He’s so fucking swollen, the veins heavy, the head flushed dark and flaring hard. Precum is pulsing from his slit, threading down to the floor.

I loosen the belt a little to let him breathe. I’m at his shoulder but still mostly behind him. He can’t really see me.

I whisper in his ear, “Stop thinking. All you need to do is feel. Now make yourself come.”

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