“Eager?” I asked.
“Resigned.”
Not wanting to think on that too much, I shackled his wrist to the metal bedpost. I did the same with the other, then took a moment to admire him laid out before me, completely at my mercy. His cock was thick and hard, resting against his abdomen, his muscles lax. He didn’t appear intimidated, save for the slight increase in his breathing.
“Do not move and do not speak until I ask you a question,” I ordered.
I picked up the nipple clamps I’d retrieved, then crawled up onto the bed, straddling his hips, my cock rock hard. He felt different beneath me. Unlike a woman’s smooth, soft skin, the hair on his legs was coarse, his skin firm. Definitely different, but so fucking good at the same time.
“You like a little pain?” I asked.
“Never really been my thing.”
I grinned. “Too bad, then.” My eyes moved from the clamp to his face. “I’ll get enough pleasure out of this for both of us.”
I made quick work of attaching the clamps to his nipples, observing him as I did. I loved the way he grimaced from the pain, but he never said a word. Not so much as a hiss. The man had admirable willpower.
“I’m going to have to get some more toys,” I told him as I leaned over him. “Some I can use on you.”
His eyes remained locked on mine.
“I like the idea of a ball stretcher,” I rambled. “Perhaps a masturbation pump. Something to punish you with.” I tilted my head to the side and grinned. “I’m going to enjoy using you for my own pleasure. Fucking you whenever and wherever I want.”
Cav’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed.
“You like that.” It wasn’t a question. “You like the idea of me using you, fucking you, torturing you. I can see it in your eyes. You especially like the idea of having Jamie watch.” I propped my hands on the mattress, leaned over him. “She’ll watch as my cock sinks so fucking deep inside you.”
His breaths had increased, but so had mine. The thought had pleasure slamming into me. I wanted to be balls deep inside him.
I pulled back so I could see his eyes. “I haven’t been with a man in years,” I admitted. “Many, many years.”
Cav’s eyes remained on mine.
“I haven’t wanted one,” I told him as I sat up, toyed with the nipple clamps, sliding my palms over his smooth chest. “You’re the only man I’ve thought about, Cav. For so fucking long. But I honestly didn’t think I’d ever get the opportunity to have you.”
I tugged on the clamps, making him hiss as his eyes slammed closed and his back bowed.
“Open your eyes,” I commanded.
Cav’s eyes shot open.
“When’s the last time you were with a man?”
“Years,” he said gruffly, his teeth clamping together when I pulled the clamps.
“When’s the last time a man fucked you?”
Cav held my gaze, but he didn’t answer.
I jerked on the clamps. “Answer me.”
“Never,” he snapped, and I could see the torment there, both from the admission and from the pain he was enduring.
I let go of the chain. “What?”
“Never,” he said simply. “I’ve never been fucked by a man.”
That admission made it damn near impossible to remain where I was. The thought of being the only man to fuck that sweet virgin ass… It was more than I expected.
“You’re a virgin?” I tugged on the chain.
“Yes,” he bit out.
I’d fully intended to drag this out, but with that knowledge, it would be damn near impossible. I leaned in, sliding my mouth over his, urging his lips open for my tongue. The sudden need to taste him, to be closer to him was overwhelming.
The kiss started gentle, but the anticipation fueled my lust, building it higher and higher as I controlled his mouth with mine. Cav gave back, our tongues dueling as he writhed beneath me, soft moans escaping him.
When I broke away, I lifted my head, stared down into his face. “Tell me you want me.”
“More than my next fucking breath,” he whispered.
“Tell me,” I demanded.
His face hardened. “I want you, Edge.”
“Fuck, Cav,” I growled, crushing my mouth to his once more.
I didn’t allow the kiss to linger. I pulled my lips from his, then trailed them down his jaw, his neck, over his pecs, licking, tasting. I teased his tortured nipples for a few seconds, then continued to work my way down his body, over his abs, my tongue fondling his navel momentarily. Cav remained silent, the only sign he was enjoying it, the way his muscles flexed and relaxed beneath my mouth.
“Say my name,” I muttered, nipping the skin on his hip.
“Edge.”
“Tell me you want my mouth on your cock.”
“Suck me.” He groaned, bowed his back when I licked the head of his dick. “I want your mouth on my cock, Edge.”
