“If you come before then, I will punish you.” His hand landed roughly on my ass. “I’ll spank this ass with my paddle until you come again.”
I groaned because that was something I craved, too. He knew it as much as I did. Sometimes I thought he was daring me to defy him simply so he could do that.
But I wouldn’t. Because he had instructed me not to.
“Aww, fuck, yes,” he whispered as his cock lodged deep in my body. “Hot… Tight… Fuck…” Mr. Parker slapped my ass again. “This is mine. It belongs to me. Only me.”
I grunted, trying to remain as still as I could but needing him to fuck me.
Mr. Parker retreated, then punched his hips forward, slamming into me before stopping again.
A deep, rumbling groan sounded in my chest as pleasure blasted through me.
He continued to do that for several minutes, keeping me on the edge.
“You need me to fuck your ass hard, pup?”
“Yes, Mr. Parker,” I grunted. “Hard.”
“Ask me nicely.”
“Mr. Parker…” I groaned as he teased me, his cock inching forward and back. “Will you please fuck my ass hard?”
“I will. Remember what I said. Do not come.”
“I won’t,” I assured him.
“I can’t be gentle, pup.” His hips punched forward again and he groaned. “I want to be, but you make me want you too fucking much.”
I loved when he said that.
“Put your hands on the headboard and don’t move.”
When my hands were positioned to keep me from rocking forward, Mr. Parker drove into me. He impaled me over and over, fucking me so thoroughly I thought for a second I would come. It felt so damn good I had to focus in an effort not to.
“Fuck, Ben.” His voice was strained. “I could take you ten times a day and never get enough.”
He knew that his words would push me closer to the edge.
“Squeeze me,” he commanded. “Squeeze my cock.”
My muscles tensed, and as soon as they did, Mr. Parker grabbed my hips and rammed into me, his cock pulsing as he came.
He didn’t waste any time, flipping me over as his mouth descended on my cock. I was primed and ready, but I took a moment to admire his blond head as he bobbed up and down on my dick.
A few seconds later, I came right down Mr. Parker’s throat.
Seven
ADDISON
I WONDERED IF ANYONE REALIZED how thin the walls in this apartment were.
It was the first thought I had when my eyes opened and I remembered last night. It had taken a minute to figure out where I was, but then it all came back to me in a rush. Josh, the crop, Master Snowden and Master Parker, dinner, apartment, sleep.
And those damned intriguing noises that had come through the walls shortly after I’d drifted off. It hadn’t taken me long to realize it was Master Parker and Master Snowden. Likely fucking themselves silly in the adjacent apartment.
I had to admit, I’d been slightly tempted to get myself off with my own hand, but sleep had prevailed and I’d drifted back off with those rough grunts and groans filling my ears.
Yep, that was the gist of my night, and now that the sun was up, I realized there were no more noises, but there was a delicious aroma wafting in from the kitchen.
While my stomach rumbled, a million thoughts flooded my brain.
What were they cooking?
Were they planning to invite me for breakfast?
Were they going to boot me out first thing?
Were my shoes still on the floor?
Pausing my mental inquiries, I peeked over the edge. They were there. Thank God.
Let the questions resume…
Should I get up?
Get dressed?
Take a shower?
I wasn’t sure when I’d have another chance. Even if I had to put on dirty clothes, it was better to be clean. I certainly didn’t want to overstay my welcome. They’d been nice enough to offer me a place for the night. Now that it was daylight, I needed to figure out what my next move would be. I didn’t have a single dollar to my name. No credit cards, nothing to use to buy anything.
Not that I wasn’t familiar with that. I’d had more than my fair share of meals at soup kitchens and churches. And I’d spent plenty of nights going to bed hungry. I hated every second of that feeling, but it wasn’t something I could change right now, so I pushed it to the back of my mind. If I jumped in the shower, I could be done in a few minutes. Then I’d—
I didn’t have time to determine my next step when the door opened and Master Snowden walked in, looking just as scrumptious as he had last night.
I took a moment to admire him as he approached. The man moved with purpose, clad in a pair of dark jeans and a white polo that offset his rich mocha complexion. His head was shiny bald and it enhanced the brilliant honey-gold of his eyes. He was sex on a stick and I couldn’t deny that I was attracted to him. More so than I expected to be. Considering I’d just gotten out of a relationship—as shitty as it was—the thought of moving into another one wasn’t appealing. Then again, if it was with Master Snowden…
