Me:Yes.
Luke:I know you’re super excited. I can hear it in that three-letter word. Anything you want to do before we go? We have an hour.
I drum my fingers on my thigh and focus on the speaker for a moment before typing out very detailed instructions. Oh yes. There is so much I can do in an hour.
Let’s see how good he can be.
CHAPTEREIGHT
LUKE
He’s late, and I’m getting restless. I glance at the clock blinking at me from the small table and blow out a breath.
I’m contemplating pulling myself up off the floor where his text messages demanded I be, when I hear the lock click, and Elliot strides in. He looks like a wet dream in his classy, professional clothes, all formal and authoritative. His glasses just add another level of appeal.
He glances at me and wets his bottom lip. Immediately my dick perks up.
Asshole.
Looking so smug.
And hot.
“You’re late,” I grumble, and my dick twitches in his general direction. It knows what’s up. It’s ready. It can’t help but remember last night when he pounded into me.
Oh fuck, that was the hottest sex I’ve ever had. When my cousin had told me receiving anal was the way to go, I’d scoffed.
I’m not scoffing anymore.
I’m fucking hooked.
The door shuts behind him, and Elliot turns to face me. “I was held up with some colleagues.”
His low voice does things to my libido. I like the sound of it too much. I shift on the dildo I’d stuck to the ground earlier and bite back a low groan. Fuck it’s big, and I’m still sore from last night.
But I wasn’t going to say no. I’m so into this it’s insane.
Elliot runs a hand across his lightly stubbled jaw. “I see you did as I asked.”
I snort. “You knew I would.”
Doesn’t he know already? I’m a total sucker for this guy. I’ll do anything he wants.
“I’m pleased, but before we…continue, I need to shower,” Elliot says, and I grumble my frustration.
“I’ve been kneeling with this dick up my ass for twenty minutes, Eli. I’m dying here.”
I bounce on the dildo once, twice, three fucking times, and Elliot makes his way over to me.
“No more. Not until I’m done.”
I sigh and sink all the way back until I’m fully impaled on it. “You’re killin’ me, man.”
He reaches out and caresses my cheek. “Oh, but Luke, you’re such a good boy. You look so sexy like this. I know you can keep it up,” he says seductively.
Fuck. I can’tnotobey after he says shit like that. Seems not only do I like being told what to do but I love the praise too.
Elliot sees it, because his lips twitch as he turns and disappears into the bathroom, leaving me horny and alone.