Page 17 of Ctrl Me
I met his stare. His eyes were the same blue as his ink. “Yes.”
I’ve never seen a man move as fast as Gabe did to straddle my chest. The next moment I was sucking the crown of his dick. Someone moaned, maybe me, maybe him. I couldn’t tell through the buzzing in my head and the fire in my body. Gabe gripped the top rail of my headboard and slid his dick farther into my mouth.
God. He was bigger than I’d imagined. Thick and ropey. Musk and salt. Perfect. I took what I could and used every trick I’d ever learned about giving head.
“Oh fuck!” Above me, Gabe threw back his head when I pressed underneath the crown. “Just—that! Keep doing that!”
I did, and he fucked my face with long, slow strokes until his breath hitched. He pulled out and looked down. “There are so many things I want to do to you.”
I wanted every single one. “Well, there’s always tomorrow.”
He slid down and kissed me. “Your mouth is going to get you in trouble.”
“You liked it well enough a moment ago.”
“Hmm.” He moved to my ear and whispered, “That’s one.”
So much for not acting up. “Sorry.”
“No, you’re not.” He sat back, trapping my dick between his ass and my stomach. “You’re right though. We have time to indulge in all my pleasures.” If I had any doubt in my mind that Gabe was a Dom and bit of a sadist, that vanished when he smiled.
Thing was, I knew exactly who I was and what I wanted. “Yes, please.”
Gabe tapped my cheek. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. I take my CBT seriously.”
So did I. I bit back the response, but not the smile. He chuckled and got up off me. “You do yoga, right?”
He knew I did. Once a week. Wednesday evening. “Why?”
Gabe pulled my legs up over my head until my ankles touched the top brass rail of my headboard. All breath left me.
“So you’re nice and flexible, right?” He moved my legs again, dropping my feet to the middle rail and pushing them apart, not enough to hurt, but enough to tense my thighs. It also left my ass very much his for the taking.
“Gabe.” A plea—I wanted what he offered, but to be tied like this? Open to whatever he wanted to do to me? Fuck. The exhilarating creep of fear up my spine wound around my lust.Please don’t do this. Please do this. My head swam. I’d never been so exposed.
He probably sensed that. “Too much?” He stroked the insides of my legs that I held exactly where he’d placed them.
Not really. A bit too fast, that was all. “No. I—just need to catch up.”
“Good.” He took more rope from his bag and held it up. “A little more? For me?”
For Gabe? I nodded. “Trust you.”
He stroked my lips with his thumb, and I opened my mouth to him, let him thrust his thumb in and out. “I really am honored, Thomas.” Unguarded, raw. Like the joy in his smile. He removed his thumb, then he set about tying my ankles to the brass bar. I slipped headlong toward the dizzying flight I kept falling into every time he wrapped rope around my body. Scene in public? Hell, I probably wouldn’t even notice anyone there after a minute.
Gabe tapped me on the nose however many minutes later. “We’re going to have to work on keeping you present if I’m ever going to bind you while you’re standing.”
I’d fall over in about thirty seconds, probably. “Mm-hmm.”
“You are such a delight.” He leaned down and kissed me, brushing his lips over mine at first, then deepening the kiss until he opened my mouth with his tongue. I moaned when he lowered himself onto me, his warm body heavy against mine, our hard shafts sliding against each other as Gabe rocked his hips. The ever-present strain in my arms and thighs reminded me how much I was at his complete mercy.
He broke the kiss, braced himself on my chest, then reached over to snag the condoms and lube off the nightstand. Didn’t say a word, just hummed like he had when he’d bound me to the dining room chair. The ripping of foil ran through me like a burst of electricity, as did the snap of the lube bottle. Then Gabe’s warm, slick finger pressed inside me, and I let out a thin moan. “Don’t need much—”
Gabe grazed my prostate, and I lost the ability to think.
“So you’ve said. But I’m enjoying seeing you like this.” He stroked that same spot inside me again and again, and I thrashed against the ropes that held me so tight and open to him. “Completely out of your mind.”
I groaned deep in my chest when he withdrew his finger, mostly because of the loss of him, but Gabe moved with the same speed he had before, and the head of his cock pressed into me.
