Page 10 of His Forbidden Obsession

He raised his hands from where they’d been pressed into the wall, steadying him, and he started undoing his pants.

I pushed his hands away. “Hold on to me, and I’ll do that.”

He wrapped his arms around my neck. I slowly lowered his zipper and then ran a finger along his cock. “Here? Is this where you want me to touch you?”

“Please.”

I caressed his stomach, letting my hand slide along his treasure trail. “Tell me.”

He whimpered. “My cock. I need you to touch my cock.”

“See. You can do it.”

I freed his cock from his briefs and lifted my hand to his mouth. “Get it good and wet.”

“Lorenzo!” He sounded shocked, but he took hold of my wrist, pulled my hand to his face, and tentatively licked my palm.

“You can do better than that, Nikolai. I want it dripping with your spit.”

“Oh my God.” He turned my hand, cupped it, and spat into my palm. “Call me Niko.”

My cock jumped, begging to be freed. Dear God, could I really handle this without snapping? I had to. I wasn’t stopping now.

“That’s it, Niko. Now, lick it, spread that spit around.”

He closed his eyes and ran his tongue all over my palm and fingers. Jesus. I could’ve come in my pants if he kept that up.

Finally, I pulled my hand back. “Good boy.”

He sucked in his breath.

“You liked that, didn’t you?”

“I… yes.”

I teased his nipple, and he arched into my hand. “You’re so good, Niko. I’m going to make you come now, and you’re going to thank me.”

“Yes, God yes.”

I wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked him slowly. When he whimpered, I tightened my grip, working him harder and faster.

“Please, Lorenzo. Please.”

“What do you want?”

“Need you. Need to come. Need you to be the one.”

Fuck. I was the one who could pleasure him. No way in fuck would Ivanov’s brutality make him want like this. The fucker wouldn’t care about Niko’s pleasure. He should come home with me.

No. He’s not a puppy. You can’t take him with you. You can’t take that risk.

Nikolai tipped his head back against the wall, his mouth dropped open, and he struggled to breathe as I stroked his cock. Precum dripped from his slit, and I wanted to taste it. I wanted to draw his full length into my mouth. I wanted to put him on his hands and knees and eat his ass. The sounds he would make would be enough to make me lose my mind.

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NIKOLAI

Iwas in heaven. That was the only explanation for how good I felt. I’d fumbled through hand jobs with a few guys, but I’d never felt anything like this. I thrust into Lorenzo’s hand, desperate for even more friction, but this position, trapped against the wall, didn’t let me have it. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my hip. I wanted to see it, touch it, have it inside me.