Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 88212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Dax watches, panic in his expression as he warns, “I’m getting too close.”
“Not until I say.”
He grits his teeth. “Then you have to stop fucking me like that.”
The way his ass starts to tense up, I know I’m really pushing my luck here; he’s liable to blow at any moment, but I’m not finished with him, not yet.
I figure a change of position might help, so I lean down. “Put your arms around me.”
Again, he’s so good at following instructions. I wrap my arms around his thighs, hoisting him into the air and carrying him over to the adjacent wall, pinning him against it. He grips with his legs around my hips, and I wrap my arms around his torso, interlocking my fingers to keep him in place as I fuck. I didn’t realize how satisfying it would be to have him like this, in complete control of his body, leaving him suspended midair as I maintain thrusts, watching him jerk about.
“I don’t know how the fuck you thought that was gonna help,” he says, his expression strained.
“You promised,” I remind him.
His eyes roll back, but I see a flash of worry—he’s about to lose control. He reaches for his cock, and I’m pleased when he stops himself.
“Good boy,” I tell him, and he twists up, his ass tightening again.
I’m mounting so fast, the urgency in me taking me close, and given how on edge he is, I know I have to fully enjoy this before I take him too far.
“You want to feel my cock pulsing in you as you take my cum?”
He opens his mouth to reply, but I must’ve hit him just right because he moans instead, throwing his head back against the wall. “Yes, fucking come. And then please let me come. Fuck, please, Miles. I can’t go much longer.”
“You’ll go as long as I say. You promised, remember?”
Somehow, despite the way he’s trembling in my hold, barely able to focus because of the way I’m working him up, he manages a nod. “Yes, yes, I won’t…”
Something about seeing just how obedient he is takes me too far, and it’s a powerful rush, heat surging through me before the final burst of sensation sends me over the edge. I release in a series of rapid thrusts, calling out so loudly, you’d think we weren’t in a packed frat house.
“Oh, please, Miles. I can’t… This is fucking…”
“Do it, go now,” I say, releasing him from his contract, and despite the fact that I’m still coming, I manage to control my gaze enough to watch him shoot a burst that jumps at me, hitting my chin before the threads streak across his abs. That was plenty, but then there’s more, another burst that adds to the mess, and I cherish the sight, knowing how I kept it all pent up before allowing him to free it.
I take his lips once again, feeling his wet cum sliding from my chin onto his face in a series of messy kisses as we come down from the experience together, panting, breathless. I press my forehead to his, nuzzling into his face, totally and utterly satisfied.
“I think you just made a huge mistake,” I warn him.
“Huh?”
“Because if you think now that I’ve had this ass, I’m gonna give it any peace, you’re out of your fucking mind.”
I don’t give him a chance to respond, just keep kissing him, enjoying the pleasure that chases all the demons away.
14
Dax
“So…what’s going on with you and Miles?” Aiden asks as a group of us crowd the kitchen, each man for himself as we scour the space for breakfast. Over the last week Aiden’s been rushing Alpha Theta Mu. Next week, decisions will be made regarding our new recruits, but he always seems to be around, regardless of his current non-member status. I’m sure that will change soon—his status, I mean. I like the kid, and not just because he’s legacy since Marty was an ATM. I think he’ll be good for us. There’s no doubt in my mind he’s getting in, even if he is a nosy bastard.
“Did you say something? Couldn’t hear you.” And I couldn’t answer his question even if I wanted to. What is up with me and Miles? I don’t know. We’re hooking up, I guess. That much is obvious. The sex we had after the Sigma Alpha party was hands down the best I’ve ever had, and that’s saying a lot. Something about him pushes all my buttons. Listening to him, letting him tell me what to do and trying to be so fucking good for him, is a whole-ass rush I didn’t expect. It’s not like I’ve never been submissive in bed before, but it didn’t alter my brain chemistry the way it does with Miles. There’s no fucking way I’m saying that to these guys, at least not yet. I’m not one to hold secrets, but everything with Miles feels so precarious, and I don’t think any of them would get it anyway.