Larry archedbotheyebrows. “Or I could fuck you. Do you bottom?”
Bo clenched his ass. “For the right person. For you.”
Larry blinked. “Oh. I didn’t expect—most Doms say no.”
Bo shrugged. “We already discussed this. I’m not so much a Dom, not all the time, anyway. I’m a sadist. I get off by hurting you, on one level.” He smirked. “Then I get off with you on a whole different level.”
“Well.” Larry considered that for a moment before answering. “I… I like toppingsometimes.”
Fear and anticipation rushed through Bo. “Would tonight be one of those ‘sometimes’?”
Larry nodded. “I think it would. To feel your marks on my ass while I’m fucking yours…that’d be incredibly sexy.”
“It would be, so when you’re ready—”
“I’m ready,” Larry cut in, squirming.
Bo let go of him once he was certain Larry was steady on his feet. “Well, then, take me back to my placeand fuck me, stud.”