Giorgio (Vigilance 1)

“You know I’ll push you right to the edge of your limits, but I won’t hurt you.”

I nodded. “Please.”

“You’re so fucking eager, and I love how open you are. Sometime I want to see you ride that plug you packed, watch it stretch you open. Do you think you could take it and me at the same time?”

“Oh. My. God.” The thought of that. It would hurt, but it would be so good, knowing I was pleasing him like that. “Y-you said one time.”

“I…” He stared at me, a look of hunger in his eyes. I wanted to push, but that might make him stop, and stopping was the last thing I wanted. I needed him as much as he seemed to need me. It was the only way either of us would get more sleep. If he had me again, it would only make him want more. If once was going to be enough, he wouldn’t have been watching me like he wanted to devour me.

I brushed my thumb over his lips, and he shuddered. Seeming to snap out of his trance, he pushed at my chest.

“On your back. Hands over your head.”

My heart pounded as he forced me to roll over. Slowly, I reached my hands up.

“Hold on to the headboard and don’t let go.”

“What will happen if I do?”

“Do you want to be punished? Is that what you need?”

Did I? I wasn’t sure of anything but how much I wanted this infuriating man.

“I can do that. I can punish you, torment you, never let you come.”

My mouth was suddenly bone dry, and my heart pounded furiously. Could he hear it?

He caressed my throat and flicked his tongue over my pulse point. “I think you do. I think you’re trying my patience because you know you need discipline.”

I shook my head. “I don’t. I just… I just need your cock.”

“You’re only going to get it if you can be good. Can you be good for me?”

“So good.” I wasn’t sure that was true, but I would have said anything to get him to do more than toy with me.

He raised his brows and looked me up and down, his gaze lingering on my straining cock that was tenting my sleep pants. “I’m not sure I believe you.”

“Me either.”

He smiled then, the real smile I’d been longing to see. I’d done that. He’d been shaken from his dream, but I’d made him smile. I lifted my hips, fucking the air. “I need you so bad. I’ll be good. I can do it.”

He pulled an elastic band from his wrist and used it to pull his hair back.

“I like your hair down.” His smile sent warmth all through me.

“I’m glad you do, but I need my hair out of the way for what I have planned.” He took hold of my waistband and slid my pants down until he could tuck them behind my balls. Once he’d exposed me, he ran a finger from my balls to the tip of my cock and teased my slit, capturing the precum that beaded there.

I shuddered, pushing into his touch. “More.”

He brought his finger to his mouth and licked. I watched as he swallowed. My hands clutched the wooden slats in the headboard so hard I wondered if they’d snap. How old was this bed? It seemed reasonably solid, not that I really cared if we broke it. I’d break every piece of furniture in the place if it meant I got his cock in me again.

Giorgio yanked my pants the rest of the way down. “Spread your legs.”

I bent my knees, placing my feet flat on the mattress, wide apart, so he had the access he needed. Risking punishment, I let go of the headboard long enough to grab the lube that was sitting on my nightstand. I’d used it to jerk off in a futile attempt to fall asleep when I’d first come to bed. I tossed it to Giorgio, then returned my hands to the slats in the headboard.

He raised his brows and looked at me. “Already unpacked this, huh?”

“Of course I did. You weren’t going to come to bed with me. I had to do something about the fact that I’ve been hard for you all day.”

“Jesus, you’re something else.”

“Damn right I am.”

He shook his head. “That sassy mouth is going to get you in trouble.”

“I hope so.”

He wrapped a hand around my cock and squeezed hard enough to hurt. I sucked in my breath as my heart pounded even harder.

“You’re not acting like a man who wants to come tonight. I can hold you tight just like this while I fuck you and keep you from coming, then order you not to touch yourself. Is that what you need?”

I shook my head. “No, please.”

“Then keep your mouth closed and do what I say.”