Page 46 of Havoc
Had Lawrence told Remy when it started happening, it wouldn’t have continued because he would have found the man and put him in his place. It wouldn’t have been hard to do so.
“Well, you put a stop to it tonight. It’s criminal how attractive that was.” Lawrence grabbed the front of his suit jacket and pulled him closer. “We could leave.”
“I know what you’re trying to do.”
“Is it working?”
Remy huffed out a laugh. “Maybe.” He slotted his knee between Lawrence’s legs. “But we aren’t leaving.” He added more pressure, and Lawrence gasped. “You’ll just have to wait.”
“Remy,” Lawrence stated, exasperated.
“Think of it as punishment for not telling me. Remember it the next time you’re tempted not to.”
Remy took a step back, holding his hand out, which Lawrence took with a huff, and they headed back to the event room. They would stay another couple of hours, Remy would bid on Alijah’s painting, and then he’d take Lawrence home and delve out some punishment.
“Remy, please.”
He liked that, enjoyed the way it sounded tumbling from Lawrence’s lips. The hypnotic sounds of him begging. Remy would never get enough of it, would never tire of hearing it, and would get his fill of it before the night was over.
“That’s it. Keep begging.”
They’d gotten to his condo an hour ago, and Remy had been playing a game of tug-a-war with Lawrence from the moment he’d undressed him. He’d pull him to the brink, build his orgasm, and then back off, allowing it to subside and not spill over.
Remy reveled in the control he could exude over Lawrence’s body, how he could dictate the other man’s pleasure and release. It was invigorating to watch his journey towards the orgasm they both knew he wanted and then force it back down. At any moment, he could rip it from Lawrence, make him cum for him, and then in his sensitivity, make him cum again.
However, that was not what Remy had planned for the night. No, he would only allow Lawrence to cum once, and only when he was satisfied with teasing him when he was sure the other man had learned his lesson about hiding things from him.
Remy rolled his hips slowly, brushing against Lawrence’s prostate, abusing it the same way he’d been doing since sliding into him.
“Baby, please. I want to cum for you. Let me cum for you.”
Fuck. He always managed to say the right things. If Remy was a man with less patience, he might have given in, folded to his boyfriend’s words, and given him what he wanted, but he wasn’t. He didn’t want Lawrence voluntarily cumming for him. He wanted to take it when he least expected it.
Remy leaned over, hips still a slow roll as he entered and retreated, his lips brushing Lawrence’s.
“How badly do you want to cum for me?” He bit Lawrence’s bottom lip briefly. “Tell me.”
“I…so bad, Remy, please. Please, don’t stop. Let me show you how good you make me feel.”
Remy wrapped his hand around Lawrence’s dick. Stroked it once. “Are you going to cum for me now?”
Lawrence moved to meet his thrust and nodded, bottom lip caught between his teeth as his eyes fluttered closed.
Remy smirked against his lips and gripped the base of Lawrence’s dick as he stilled his hips. “No, you’re not.”
Lawrence’s eyes snapped open as Remy sat up. “Damn it, Remy, I swear if you don’t let me cum—”
“What are you going to do?” Remy cut him off, grinding into him, hand still firm on the base of his dick. “Beg me until I do?”
Lawrence glared at him, and then he shrugged. “Fine.”
Remy pulled out and pushed back in slowly. He watched Lawrence bite his bottom lip. He gave him a couple more strokes in the same fashion with the same result. So, he pulled almost entirely out and snapped his hips, pushing back in with a slap of skin on skin, and Lawrence bit down harder on his lip.
“Don’t do that. You know I don’t like it,” Remy stated.
“And I don’t like not getting to cum, but you’ve proven we can’t always get what we want.”
Remy chuckled as he pulled out, hips then surging forward as his free hand wrapped around Lawrence’s neck. “Okay. You want to play. I’ll play, baby.” Another hard thrust. “But I won’t be the one losing.”
