Page 27 of One is Never Enough

I kick his legs apart, and when I rub my finger beside the plug, he jerks to look over his shoulder. “How far do you think I can stretch his asshole, Toby?”

Toby chuckles and pulls Oliver to his knees against his chest. He rubs his hand down Oliver’s stomach and starts slowly stroking his cock. “Pretty far. He’s a desperate slut that likes his asshole ruined.”

“Why are you torturing Aiden?” Oliver pants when Toby starts stroking him faster.

“Because he’s lying to me.” I pour lube directly beside the plug and start working my finger in beside it. Aiden’s body goes rigid, but I know he won’t say anything. I start rubbing another finger against him, and he finally bucks against me.

“Fine! I wasn’t ready!” Aiden starts fighting against me, and I lie on his back to stop his movement.

“Explain that.” Toby’s stopped moving completely, and Oliver’s eyes are locked on Aiden.

“I’ve wanted this for so fucking long, I was afraid I’d fuck it up.”

“Like you couldn’t perform?” Toby asks, confused.

“No, asshole. That’s not what I mean.” I gently pull my finger free and step back to give him room to breathe.

“I think we need to give them the room,” I tell Toby. I peck Oliver on the lips. “You did amazing, Cum drop.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

Toby pulls from Oliver, kisses him softly, and follows me from the room. I go to my room, and as soon as the door shuts, Toby leaps, wrapping his arms and legs around me.

“What are you doing?” I laugh.

“I need you inside me. Like more than I need air.” He grinds against me and groans. “Fuck, I need to come.”

I toss him on the bed and climb over top of him, bracing my hands beside his head. He’s already reaching for the lube and massaging it onto my cock. He leads me by my dick to his back hole, not giving me a chance to deny him. I work the head of my cock in, knock his hand away, and wrap my hand around his throat. I squeeze hard, making his lips pop open. “Grab your legs and pull them toward your chest.” He does so without hesitation, and I slam my hips forward, making his back bow off the bed. “I guess Bitch boy wasn’t the only one who was desperate for my cock.”

“Just to come,” Toby argues past my hold on his throat.

I squeeze harder and finally see what I’ve been wanting. Fear. “There it is,” I groan, working my hips in shallow thrusts. “Why do you have to push me?”

I release my hold, listening to Toby pant for breath. “Because you’ve been holding back too. We crave who you really are, Jace. You’ve made sure everyone else is getting what they need out of this, but what about you?”

“I haven’t been holding anything back.”

“Who’s the liar now? You may have set this up, but this wasn’t for you. It was for Aiden and Oliver. You might have punished Oli, but that was for him. Not you.”

“Giving you guys what you need is what I need.”

Toby drops his feet to the bed and pushes on my arm until I roll over, putting him on top. He leans down and crosses his arms under my head, putting his lips against mine. “Do you remember the first time I let you dominate me?” I nod, wondering where he’s going with this. “You told me this dynamic was a two-way street, and if one person isn’t getting what they need, it skews the whole thing. I know I’m a fucking brat. That’s what makes what we have work. I get to run my mouth, and you get to punish me for it. What we have is different from what you have with Oliver and Aiden. That’s why this relationship makes so much sense. But if you aren’t being fulfilled like you’re making sure we are, then it isn’t fair.”

“What are you saying?” I say hoarsely.

“I’m saying that while I’m not the perfect submissive, Oliver is. Take control over him completely like I know you want to.”

I jerk his lips to mine, overcome with emotion. Toby’s always been the one who can read me the best. I wrap my arms around his waist when he starts slowly rising and falling on my cock. This is the first time in a long time that we’ve made love. There’s always some sort of power play between us, and for once, I’m letting Toby lead. With my lips still on his, I explore his gorgeous back with my hands like I’m feeling him for the first time.

Toby shifts his hips and starts rocking back and forth, letting my cock rub his prostate. I reach between us and wrap my hand around him in a tight grip like I know he likes. When Toby whimpers into the kiss, I know he’s close, and I finally let go. I swell inside him and groan when I come. Toby sits back, braces his hand on my chest, and moves faster. His eyes are locked on mine when he comes all over my chest.

Toby collapses on my chest, and I lock my arms around him. “Thank you,” I whisper.

I know exactly what he’s trying to say, and I have been holding back. I’ve wanted nothing more than to collar Oliver, letting him know who he belongs to, but I’ve been afraid of running him off. Because if he puts that on, I own him inside and outside the bedroom.

I guess we’re about to find out if he’s ready for that.

Chapter 11

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