Page 63 of Sunshine & Sinful

He fists his hands at his sides, struggling to breathe as he chews his bottom lip like he’s trying not to scream.

“That’s it,” I coax and grip his shaft like I’d imagine any masochist would crave.

My reward—a wrecked, barely comprehensible moan.

“Do you like me hurting your cock?” I purr.

He nods.

“Say the words.”

He gasps.

That won’t do.

I slap his balls when he doesn’t respond, then, because I can, I jack him hard and fast until my forearm burns. Just when I think he might explode, I stop, and he sags onto the mat, expelling a loud, uneven groan.

“I asked you a question.” Leaving his cock to settle for a moment, I use this break to claw up and down his stomach, leaving dark red streaks in my wake. I don’t touch his nipples. They don’t deserve the attention until he gives me exactly what I want.

“I…”

“Yes?” I prompt.

“I… Fuck.”

Cupping his sac, I wrap my fingers around him like a homemade testicle cuff and pull, drawing them from his body slowly until his upper body levitates off the mat, only anchored by the top of his head as he cries out so deep and deliciously it vibrates in my chest, seeps into my soul, and luxuriates there.

A small gush of clear liquid oozes from his slit.

“Tell me.” I twist my wrist, taking those beautiful orbs with me, and he bucks so hard I’m airborne for half a beat before resettling on his thighs.

Yes.

We’re getting somewhere.

Finally.

“Colton. Tell. Me.”

“Please.”

“Please, what?”

“I want to come.”

No. No. No. Dear man. I don’t think so. To prove that was the wrong answer, given what we are doing, I slap his cock so hard it ricochets off his thigh, spraying precum everywhere before it swings back. I do it again. And again. Until it’s the perfect shade of crimson, and the veins are angry at me, rising to the surface. Throbbing.

My mouth waters, wanting to trace every one of them with my tongue. But that can’t happen. Not now.

This is surrendering.

A chance to explore.

To submit.

To accept his body's deepest yearnings.

I’m blessed to be the woman he trusts enough to give itto him. Enough to crack open his box of kink and let me be there for him like he is for me.

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