Page 51 of Chokehold
Seconds pass while we watch each other, caught in our own world. Flames flicker in the fireplace, and snow flurries sail through the air outside, but he’s all I see.
He looks away first, picking up the dice and shaking them in his palm. With a flick of his wrist, they fly across the board, knocking over my wheelbarrow in the process.
Two sixes.
I raise a brow, and he smirks.
Well played, Cole.
Sharinga bed with Cole and our girlfriends isn’t how I imagined this trip. Needless to say, I can’t sleep.
Not when my cock is hard, and Cole looks so damn irresistible asleep on his front with his bare back on full display.
Mia was pressed up against me earlier with her thigh over mine and her cheek on my chest. I was too hot and restless to sleep.
Instead, I found myself hovering by Cole’s bedside. I’m hard. Frustrated. His dark hair obscures his eyes, so I reach out to stroke it away. Why does my heart thud harder when I feel his warmth?
I linger on his skin, tracing my finger on the scar on his hip, glancing at the girls, who’re fast asleep, snuggled up together. They’d make a perfect couple if they didn’t like cock so much. I can’t blame them. Cole’s dick is all I can think about these days.
I lift my eyes to the girls one final time, wetting my lips in anticipation of what I’m about to do. When I’m reassured that they won’t wake up after I spiked their drinks with Rachel’s sleeping pills, I straddle him naked on the bed. He startles awake, and I loop my belt around his neck while he tugs on the restraints that I used to secure his wrists to the bed frame. What can I say? I came prepared. Did he think I would make this easy on him?
His words are muffled behind the duct tape on his mouth, and he tries to look at me over his shoulder. I pull the belt tight, then lean down to whisper in his ear, “You want a fucking villain, Cole?”
He stiffens, throwing a panicked glance at the girls.
“Villains don’t ask nicely,” I whisper, circling the belt around my hand. “They take. Is that what you want? A bad guy who steals your choice?”
His back breaks out in a cold sweat, and I smile against the shell of his ear before tracing it with my tongue. I bite down, making him grunt from the sharp sting. “Do you know what I think, brother?” Shifting, I settle on top of him. “Beneath your bad attitude, you’re a slut.”
When I yank down his boxers to expose his firm ass, his struggle renews, and he pulls on the restraints as he tries to wriggle out from beneath me, but soon stops when I pull on the belt.
“Shhhh. You don’t want to wake our girlfriends.”
My big cock nestles between his ass cheeks, and his harsh breaths rattle his chest. I pull his short hair with my free hand, forcing a groan from his throat, then rock forward, sliding my dick through his ass crack.
“Fuck,” I grunt, looking between our bodies. It’s dark in the room, and I can only just make out the outline of my weeping dick.
“I guess you’re weak, after all.” I chuckle, shoving his head into the mattress. “Fight me all you want. You’re taking my dick tonight whether you want it or not.” Swirling my tongue through the sweat on his nape, I breathe against his ear, “But we both know you do. Your ass feels empty, doesn’t it? Want me to fill you up and fuck you until you can’t walk tomorrow?” I hum, grinding against his ass. “I like thinking of you waking up next to your girlfriend, with your brother’s cum leaking from your ass. Does she rim you, Cole? Do you let that pretty girlfriend of yours lick your ass?”
He yanks on the restraints, breathing harshly through his nose.
If I hadn’t tied him up, he’d shove me off and ram his fist into my face. Punch me bloodied. Why does that thought turn me on? I like him naked and defenseless.
I bet his dick throbs as much as mine.
“You love it, don’t you?” My breaths tremble against the curve of his neck, and I suck his earlobe between my teeth. “You love that you have no choice but to take it.” I shudder, grinding harder against him. “I want to fuck your ass, Cole. I bet you’re tight.”
Jesus Christ… I’m so screwed.
I chuckle breathily against his ear, but it’s not to taunt him. No, he has all the power without even realizing it. I’m powerless against him when he shivers beneath me—tied up, naked, and trembling.
“Why do you drive me so fucking insane?” I’m struggling to keep my wits about me when he feels this good. He throws his head back, and I barely dodge in time.
“Fuck,” I laugh and dig my fingers into his sweaty neck. “Nearly broke my nose. Naughty boy.” Pistoning against his ass, I pound him into the mattress.
My hair falls over my brow as I watch my dick slide through his ass cheeks. Fuck me. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve seen.
I sink my teeth into my lip, circling my hips. I’ve never been this aroused. Not even with Mia.
