He followed directions perfectly and it turned me on like nothing else.
However, I fully intended to get a rise out of him.
Literally.
I brushed my lips over the head of his cock, eliciting a hiss from him. But I didn’t linger there.
With my feet on the floor, I positioned myself between his thighs, forced his knees to bend, then pushed them toward his chest. But I wasn’t ready to fuck him.
Not yet.
No, I had something else in mind.
“Ever had your asshole rimmed?”
“Yeah,” he huffed.
“By a man?”
He didn’t answer. Didn’t matter. I didn’t need a response.
In one swift move, I dove in, my tongue laving the tight ring of his asshole. Although quiet, Cav began to squirm, clearly enjoying the rim job I was offering. I licked and teased until he was moaning, his breaths sawing in and out of his lungs in perfect time with mine.
“Please, Edge,” he growled. “I need… Fuck, Edge. Don’t make me come. Not yet. Damn it.”
I paused long enough for him to catch his breath, to pull himself back from the brink. Then I went at him again, fucking him with my tongue, forcing his legs farther back so that he was unable to move an inch.
“Fuck me, damn you,” he snarled. “Edge! Fuck you, Edge.” He growled, a deep rumbling sound that made my cock jerk. “Fuck me, damn it.”
I couldn’t have resisted him if I’d wanted to.
Forcing myself off of him, I made my way to the bathroom, retrieved a bottle of lube I kept under the sink. The condoms were in the bedside drawer and I grabbed one, rolled it on.
Only when I was ready did I unhook the leather cuffs. “On your knees,” I commanded.
Cav rolled over, got on his hands and knees.
“Hands on the headboard.”
He seemed somewhat confused by the order, but he knelt on the mattress, his fingers curling over the top rail of the headboard. Once again, I used the cuffs to restrain him, hooking them around the center bar so he couldn’t get far.
I sank my teeth into his shoulder as I moved in behind him.
Utilizing the lubricant, I worked his asshole open with two fingers while I continued to nip and bite his neck, my other hand sliding over his warm chest. While I wanted this to be a cold, calculating fuck, I knew it wasn’t. I cared too much about him. And though I wasn’t willing to let him know that, I couldn’t hide the truth from myself.
“You ready for me, Cav? You want to feel my cock inside you?”
“Yes.”
I pulled my fingers out of his ass, lined up my cock, and worked my way inside him. It took every ounce of restraint I had not to slam home. I didn’t want to hurt him, but the man was testing my control.
“Breathe,” I insisted, kissing the back of his neck, sucking on his warm skin as my cock slid in all the way. “God, you feel good, Cav.”
“Edge…”
“Tell me,” I urged. “Tell me how it feels when I’m inside you.”
“Pain,” he bit out on a rough growl.
I slowed, gave him time to stretch around me. His asshole flexed, milking my dick, driving me absolutely crazy.
“Relax,” I whispered, nipping his earlobe. “Feel me. Deep inside you, Cav. This is fucking heaven.”
I eased out an inch, pushed back in.
His hands gripped the headboard, his knuckles white.
“Edge … need more.”
“You’ll have all of me,” I assured him as I pulled out. “Every.” I pushed in, pulled out. “Single.” Again. “Inch.”
“Fuck.” His low growl had my cock throbbing inside him.
Minutes passed as I inched in and out of his ass, working him open, my fingers curled over his shoulders, holding him in place as I took my time, relishing the exquisite pleasure I found in his body.
“Hold on, Cav,” I warned as my hands trailed down his sides.
Gripping his hips roughly, I jerked him back toward me at the same time I thrust into him. Shifting positions for a better angle, I retreated, then slammed into him, harder. Impaling him on my cock, loving the way his ass squeezed my dick.
“Fuck,” he growled. “Ah, Christ, Edge. Fuck me.”
I didn’t stop. Retreating, driving my hips forward. Harder and harder each time until I was slamming into him, over and over. We were both panting, groaning, slick with sweat. I kept the pace for long minutes, then slowed as I reached around and gripped his cock roughly. I jerked him in rhythm to my new pace. Slow, easy.
I released his cock, gripped his hips, slammed into him again, fucking him wildly. Again and again before I shifted to the slower pace, stroking his cock until he was pleading for me to let him come. I alternated between the two, loving the way his ass gripped me.
I jerked him roughly, released his cock, gripped his hips. “I want you to come without me touching your cock.”
