“Yes,” he moaned.
“Push your finger inside. Not far. Just enough to get to your spot.”
“Oh fuck,” he breathed.
“Rub your spot for me. Pretend it’s my cock while I fuck you,” I paused. This went beyond jerking off, and he was so far gone I wasn’t sure he’d be able to use his safe words or say no if he wasn’t into it. “Only if you want to.”
“I want to.” Another loud gasp. “Fuck, Nice. I can’t,” he panted. “I need to come.”
“Do it,” I commanded, finally giving in and jerking with him. “Stroke that perfect dick for me while I fuck you exactly how you need.”
“Oh god,” he groaned. “I can’t. I’m too close.” A hint of panic crept into his voice.
“It’s okay,” I soothed, slowing my hand to make sure I had enough control to get him through this. “Just relax for me.”
His breathing picked up, harsh and loud in my ear.
I couldn’t be sure, but it seemed like he was stuck in his head. His body wanted to let go, but something was stopping him from giving in to his orgasm.
“You’re doing good.” I let go of my dick so I didn’t come. “Focus on my voice and only my voice. Can you do that?”
“Yeah,” he said on another sharp gasp.
“Good boy.”
His breathing slowed the slightest bit.
“I’m kissing you, pressing you into the bed with my weight,” I kept my tone even and low. “I’m stroking you as I fuck you. You feel so good, look so beautiful under me. I need to come.”
“Want to feel it,” he mumbled.
Hurriedly, I shoved my sweats down so my cock sprang free. “I’m so hard for you, Sinbin.”
He moaned. “You are?”
“Yes. So hard.” I gave myself a slow stroke. “I’m so close, but I can’t come until you do. Do you want to come with me?”
“Yes,” he sighed, sounding relaxed again.
“What do you want me to do to you? What will make you come?”
“Kiss me,” he said, that dreamy quality back in his voice as he finally let go of whatever was holding him back. “Want to feel all of you.”
“I’m kissing you. Holding you and moving exactly how you need.” I groaned, letting him hear how close I was. “Tell me what you’re doing right now.”
“I’m jerking off and fingering myself.” He rumbled out a low moan. “It feels so good, but it’s not enough.”
“You wish my dick was inside you?” I rasped.
“Yes.”
“Next time I’m going to make you use a dildo.” I paused as my words registered.Next time.
I hadn’t even come yet, and I was already thinking about next time? This was dangerous.
Sinbin’s gasp assured me I hadn’t freaked him out by mentioning another repeat.
“Have you fuck yourself with it while pretending it’s my cock. Maybe I’ll make you use it until you come hands-free.”