Page 21 of For Your Heart
I nod and take a step closer. He backs away as I walk inside, shutting the door while I slip out of my shoes. He takes my hand as he always does and pulls me through his house. It seems to be our routine.
Once there, he strips and gets on the bed to wait until I decide what I want to do today. I should ask what he wants. I don’t. Instead, I tell him, “Lay on your back, diagonally across the bed. Hands above your head. Legs spread.”
His cheeks flush. I don’t wait to see if he does as I tell him to. He will. After pulling out a condom and lube, I head for his closet and start poking around. Sage doesn’t ask while I snoop, in search of something. Something specific and yet not really.
I find a hanger with a few ties on it. Smiling, I grab them and head back into the bedroom. They don’t look expensive, but I’ll replace them if needed. Standing at the corner of the bed, I take his hand and wrap one tie around his wrist, keeping it tight but not enough to cut off his circulation.
His head is back as he watches me with wide eyes. “I warned you,” I tell him. “Can’t behave? I’m going to tie up your sexy ass.”
The red that colors his face is hot. I keep my smile contained as I secure his second wrist with the second tie. Then I knot them together around the short post at the end of his bed in such a way that the knot won’t come undone while he’s yanking on it, but we won’t have to cut it off, either.
When I come back around and climb on, he’s almost shaking in anticipation. And still very, very wiggly. I sigh. “I’m going to need more ties to make you immobile, aren’t I?”
“Or a rope,” he says, then stares at me in shock, as if he just heard the words come out of his mouth.
“You like that idea, do you?”
He presses his lips together, but as if he doesn’t have complete control over his volition, he nods excitedly.
“Noted. But for now…”
I remove the condom from its wrapper and roll it on. When I uncap the lube, he says, “I already prepped.”
Chuckling, I shake my head as I lube myself but then I look at him. “Can you roll over?”
Sage nods before he even tries. I watch, amused and oddly turned on more, by how he scoots and wiggles before managing to turn onto his stomach. I pull his body down the bed so his arms are taut and haul his legs out straight before straddling his thighs.
“Are you sure you prepped yourself?” I ask, sticking a finger into his hole. Sage moans, nodding. The muscles in his arms bunch as he tries to move. “Look at how much you like this. You can’t keep yourself relaxed for anything.”
I push my finger in deeper and curl it against his prostate. Sage shouts, his body jumping under me. But I have him in such a way that he really can’t move much. He can still wiggle. I’m determined to find a way to keep him completely fucking still. So he can do nothing but feel what I’m doing to him.
Reaching under him, I wrap my hand around his dick and give him a rough squeeze. He whines and the sound goes straight to my balls. Leaning over him, I put my lips next to his ear. “You don’t come until I tell you to. Understand?”
“Damon,” he whines.
“Not until I tell you to or you don’t get off for the next week. Do you understand?”
The quiet little sob that leaves his mouth is accompanied by his head bobbing. I really just want to see how good he can be. How well he listens. There’s something stupidly intoxicating about denying his orgasm.
Removing my finger, I press my dick into him, slamming my hips down to his ass. The delicious way he cries out has my blood burning. My name never stops falling from his lips.
I slip in and out of my conscious thought while I take him. One moment I hear Simon’s moans, but the next I’m listening to Sage beg for release. In and out. Off and on. I’m not sure which moment I’m in most of the time as I fuck Sage into the bed.
“I need to come. Please let me come. Please, Damon. Please. It hurts. My balls hurt. Please. Please.”
His words are like a symphony in my head driving me on and on and on. My stamina has always been good, but there’s something almost maddening in what his begging does to me. The way I keep driving, keeping my own climax at bay.
When I finally let go, I’m gripping his dick so tightly he’s crying out. He can’t come yet. Not yet. Not until…
I groan as I finish and then pull out. Without shifting Sage’s position, I make my way under him and lick up his angry shaft. “Now you can come,” I tell him and swallow him down.
All the way down. Sage’s hips go crazy as he thrusts hard into my throat. I choke and swallow around him, digging my fingers into his plump ass cheeks. He only has two pumps in him before he holds himself in my throat and empties with force. His cries are exhilarating as I choke on his cum, unable to breathe.
But I don’t push him off. He’s earned this. And fuck, I could get off again with this beast in my mouth. Down my throat. Dominating my airway. Fuck yes, Sage. Take me with you.
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