Page 51 of Control Freak
“No,” I said. “This is just for us.”
He swallowed. “Okay. What did you have in mind?”
“Well, you’re the boss, Holden,” I said flirtatiously. “I found this toy, and there’s this remote, so youcouldcontrol it, but only if you want.”
I peeked at him from under my lashes.
Holden crossed to me in two big strides and snatched the remote from the bed beside me. He studied it for a minute, then glanced at the massager.
“Do you need to prep?”
“Just some lube.”
He backed up, taking a seat in his office chair, while he watched me intently. “Do it.”
I lubed the end of the phallus-shaped shaft and leaned back, raising my feet to the edge of the bed and rolling my hips up so I could line it up with my entrance. I worked with dildos and othertoys enough that I could take them without prep. Still, it was wide enough that when I pushed it inside, it stung a bit.
I hissed, going slowly, aware of how exposed I was to Holden. My rim stretched until it tightly gripped the toy, the thick shaft sliding slowly inside.
“You like that feeling?” Holden asked. “You’re stretched and full.”
I groaned, reaching for my half-hard dick. My erection had flagged a bit as I eased the toy inside me, but now it was begging for attention.
I wrapped my fingers around it, squeezing tight. “Love this feeling.”
“And if it was my dick inside you? Would you want that?”
My cock gave a throb of want. “Fuck yeah.”
“I bet you would. But you can’t have it today. You only get this.”
He clicked a button, and it pulsed inside me, rubbing my prostate.
I gasped at the sudden jolt. “Fuck!”
“Keep it quiet, or I might have to gag you, Shy. My brothers will hear everything.”
I moaned, more turned on than I should be by that idea. It wasn’t that I really wantedthemto hear. But I liked the idea of people hearing me. I was an exhibitionist by nature, or I probably wouldn’t have enjoyed the cam work.
Holden tsked. “You dirty boy. You want people to hear you moaning for it, huh?”
“Maybe.”
He smirked, and it was really startling to see the difference in him once he’d been given this control.Thiswas the Holden from our sexy cam sessions.
The Holden he’d be all the time if he could, I realized.
“Stay silent, or I’ll end this game right here and now.”
Fuck. He was so sexy when he got all dominating.
With an evil grin, he clicked the remote, and the vibrations intensified. I gasped and bit down on my lip hard to keep the moans inside.
I stroked my cock, unable to resist.
“Stop touching yourself,” Holden said.
I froze, fingers wrapped around my shaft. The unrelenting prostate massage was doing my head in. I could hardly think. My whole existence had narrowed down to the overwhelming pulse of pleasure in my ass. I squirmed, wanting more or less orsomethingto relieve the building pressure.
