Total pages in book: 156
Estimated words: 160192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 801(@200wpm)___ 641(@250wpm)___ 534(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 801(@200wpm)___ 641(@250wpm)___ 534(@300wpm)
“That’s it, my boy. You’re getting so close to the edge, aren’t you? You need to come, but you need to beg me before I’ll let you come. Such a hard, firm cock.”
Fuck! He was right there. It wasn’t going to take much more until he fell over the edge.
Come on. Come on.
Then Jared’s hand disappeared from North’s dick and his other hand slapped his ass which was hot and throbbing by now.
Shit.
It was too much. He was going to break. He could feel it. And as twisted as it sounded this was one of the reasons he could respect Jared. Could listen to him. Could let him have this sort of control.
Because the bastard could make him break.
The only difference from everyone else in North’s life was that Jared could also piece him back together.
“Fuck,” North said on a groan as Jared started playing with his cock again. “I need . . . I need . . .”
“What do you need, boy?” Jared asked as he moved away from him completely, opening up a drawer in his desk.
“To come. I need to come.”
“Are you going to beg me like a good boy? Because you haven’t been a good boy, have you? Which is why you’re getting punished.”
“I will beg you,” he said.
No way was he going to promise to be good. Jared didn’t really want that anyway. He liked the challenge of bringing North to heel.
There was a squirting noise and his cheeks were pulled apart before Jared slid a slippery finger deep inside him.
North groaned. Yep. This time he might just kill him. Jared’s finger moved in and out of his ass. Then another finger joined the first and he felt a slight stretch.
Christ.
His panting grew heavier.
“You need my dick, don’t you, boy?” Jared murmured. “You need me fucking you. Taking you. Making you mine. Is that what you need?”
“Yes.”
“Why? Why do you need that, North? Why do you need a good spanking and fucking?”
“Because I do.”
Do not tell him the truth.
That he needed to be owned. To know that someone controlled him.
Because he couldn’t be trusted to control himself.
Jared pulled back. “Reach back and part your ass cheeks.”
Fuck.
It was almost too much. Almost too embarrassing.
But that was why Jared was the Dom and North was the sort-of sub.
Could you only be a sub for one person?
He guessed so because he couldn’t ever imagine doing this with anyone else.
He didn’t want to do this with anyone else.
And he didn’t want to ever lose Jared. The only way he would let that happen was if one of them were dead.
Was that why he was so against the idea of Angie being in their lives?
Well, in Jared’s life.
Because he thought that she might steal him away?
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
He groaned as Jared hit the more sensitive skin where his ass and thighs met.
“You are away with the fairies today, aren’t you?” Jared said as he drove two fingers back inside him.
North suddenly realized that he hadn’t done what Jared had ordered and parted his ass cheeks.
Fuck.
That wasn’t going to go down well.
“What can I do to get your full attention?” He reached back around North’s body and squeezed his balls to the point of pain.
Motherfucker.
North’s breath caught in his throat.
“Breathe,” Jared told him in a low, soft voice.
Which was totally a lie. There was nothing soft about him.
And how could North fucking breathe when his balls were on fire?
Finally, Jared released him and he sucked in a lungful of air, letting it out slowly with a groan.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” North muttered.
“I would love to be fucking you. Once you obey me. What are you thinking about?”
How Angie could ruin his life.
She’s gone.
Yeah. But she kept taking up space in his head which he fucking hated.
Answer Jared. Before he tears your balls right off your body.
Fuck.
“I was thinking about your cock and how much I want to suck it.”
“Is that right? Well, if you start being a good boy, I’ll let you do that. Later. Right now, I want to fuck that tight asshole of yours.”
Fuck.
Definitely killing him.
“Yes,” he groaned.
“That’s ‘yes, Sir,’ to you, boy,” Jared told him. “Are you going to behave yourself now?”
“Probably not,” North told him.
Jared let out a low chuckle that went straight to North’s cock.
Precum leaked from the end of it.
How much was one man meant to take?
“I like the honesty. Now, do as you were told and I might consider letting you come.”
North held back his moan. Barely. Jared removed his fingers from North’s ass. And he had to force himself to reach back and part his cheeks.
Embarrassment and submission rushed through him.
His submission was a strange thing. It didn’t feel like it came naturally and yet, when Jared forced him to submit, it felt like the biggest of highs.
It was strange and exciting and weird all at once.