Lancelot (The Theriot Family 3)

His eyes went wide, and he licked his lips.

“That’s right. You. Need. This.” I punctuated my words with slow strokes of his cock. He shuddered as I swept my finger over the top, capturing some of his precum. Then I bent and licked it off, letting my tongue drag across his slit.

“Lance! I’m not going to last like this.”

“I don’t want you to last. I want you to give in. I want you to come hard and fast. I want to watch.”

I started jacking him off again. He let his head drop back, eyes closed, mouth slack. It was hard for me to decide whether to watch his beautiful face as he grew closer to release or my hand working his gorgeous cock. Every part of him was beautiful. I pushed my free hand up under his shirt, teasing one of his nipples, running my hands over his smooth skin.

He squirmed in my lap, trying to work his hips and push himself harder into the circle of my hand. I seized his waist, squeezing tight. “You’re not supposed to move. I’m controlling this.”

“Have to. Can’t stay still. Can’t…”

“Let go. Stop trying to control it. Just let the sensation take you. Let me take you.”

His hand squeezed my thighs so hard it hurt. I wondered if I’d have bruises the shape of his fingers. I hoped I would. I wanted him to mark me. He’d already marked me inside. Claimed me. Taken over all my senses until all I wanted was him. I didn’t know how it had happened. It was too fast, too crazy. But then, that was how I liked things.

“That’s it. Feel it. Feel how good this is, a hand on your cock, your body letting go. Feel yourself submitting to me. That’s what you need. You need me to take care of you.”

He shook his head, opened his eyes, and looked at me. “No. I can’t… I can’t need anyone.”

“You already do. Show me. Show me what you need.”

I moved my hand even faster, gripping him tightly, brushing my thumb over the head of his cock. Seconds later, he cried out, hips jerking wildly as cum spilled from him, coating my hand and splashing onto his shirt and the skin I’d bared.

He struggled to draw in air, and his hands slipped, but I caught him, wrapping my arms around his back and pulling him against me. As he clung to me, panting and shivering, my cock throbbed, desperate for attention.

24

Julian

For a moment, I thought I’d died and was floating somewhere in the clouds, but eventually I started to be able to draw air into my lungs again, and the solid form of Lance underneath me became real. I realized I was squeezing his shoulders hard as if I thought I might fall. I almost had when I’d come. Then he’d grabbed me, pulled me against him, and kept me safe. Just like he promised he would.

I pulled back slightly and met his gaze. “What do you want me to do now?”

Lance smiled and spread his legs until I started to slide to the floor. “Get on your knees.”

I nodded, mesmerized. That’s what I wanted. Well, it was second on my list of things I was dying to do. If I couldn’t find out right this minute if having Lance inside me would be different than my other experiences, I wanted to take him into my mouth, down my throat, to have him use me, let him choke me. I wanted to surrender again. No one had ever helped me drop my guard like this. He could make me addicted to the feeling of giving in.

“Yes, sir.” I eased to the floor. The movement wasn’t as graceful as I’d envisioned it, but at least I didn’t completely fall over. Lance held onto my shoulders to steady me.

“Are you all right? I can slide the seat back.”

I ignored him and reached for the fastenings of his pants, but he grabbed my wrists. “I think you’ve forgotten who’s in charge.”

I looked at him and deliberately licked my lips. I loved the way his eyes widened.

“Hands behind your back. I don’t have anything on me to restrain you with, but pretend they’re tied there.” My pulse sped up to the wild speed it had beat at when I’d come. “I don’t… I’m not…”

“You don’t need to think. All you need to do is give me your mouth. I’ll take care of everything.”

His words made my cock twitch again, even though I’d just come so thoroughly. I wanted to reach down and take it in my hand, but I didn’t dare.

“Open up.” Lance pressed his thumb into my chin, pushing it down. I shivered as I did what he said. I really thought he could make me do anything and make me love it.