Page 91 of Creatures Like Us

Damn, we’re almost out. There’s just enough to coat my hand in it once more, but after that, the bottle is empty. We’re going to have to get more as soon as possible. With how often we’re having sex, we can’t be without.

I wedge myself inside Noah once more, and he rocks back onto my hand, swallowing me inside. I grab his cock from behind again, chuckling when I feel how wet it is.

“Did you already come, baby?”

Noah moans and nods into the mattress, eyes closed. I rock my hand inside him for a while longer while he trembles and groans.

“I think I’m going to fuck you now,” I mumble.

Noah gives a wordless sound, low and keening.

“Or have you had enough?”

He gives a sort of nod, but it might as well be an involuntary movement.

“Go ahead,” I say, grinning madly. “Tell me no.”

Noah looks at me over his shoulder. “N-No?”

“Yeah. If you’ve had enough, you should say no.” I pull my hand out and fit my cock to his hole, waiting for him to understand what I’m getting at.

“Oh.” His eyes widen as understanding dawns on him. “N-No,” he chokes out. “Please don’t.”

Everything is so intense between us that I have no problem buying this little act of his, and I smirk wickedly. “Well, if you don’t want it, you should try to get away.”

He scrambles up the mattress, the chain clinking as he pulls himself up by his wrists. I let him struggle for a while against his restraints before I grab hold of his hips and yank him back, fitting my cock to his stretched-out hole.

“Please don’t—ah…”

He gasps when I enter him, and fuck, he’s hugging my cock so nicely, despite having my whole fist in there only minutes ago. I grab his neck in a rough grip and push him down onto the mattress—head down, ass up.

“Have you had enough?”

“Yeah. Enough. Please, stop.”

I know he wants it, but he’s acting like he doesn’t, scrambling at the sheets in a half-hearted attempt to get away, just to please me, and I had no idea it would turn me on this much. I’m pulling the strings, and he’s a helpless marionette in my hands as I press him down into the mattress in one brutal thrust.

“Fuck,” he sobs. He twists his head to gaze up at me, face flushed. If I squint, I can see true fear in his eyes.

“Or maybe you’re starting to like it?” I push two fingers into his mouth, sliding them flat against his tongue. Noah moans around my fingers, saliva pooling in his mouth. “Your holes are insatiable for me, always ready to take my cock or my fingers.”

He gives a muffled groan, and I pull my fingers out to let him reply. “Yes. Always.”

“I can use you however I want, fuck you however I want—that’s how much you want to please me. That’s how much you fuckinglike me.”

“I do,” Noah moans. “Please use me, Ash. I like you so much. I’ll give you everything. All of me.”

I like you too. I want to give you all of me too.I could say it, but my illusion of power would shatter pretty quickly if I did.

My orgasm is approaching with roaring intensity. I dig my fingers into Noah’s hips as I drive my cock into him again andagain, until I feel that telltale surge of tension in my groin. Flipping him over to his back with a harsh grip on his shoulder, I pull out of his wrecked hole and climb over his body, just in time to jerk myself to completion over his face.

Noah opens his mouth and receives my cum, the muscles in his arms straining against the chains. I groan as I empty myself into his mouth, onto his face, and down the hollow of his throat.

“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath. My thighs are shaking. Taking a deep breath, I reach for the key to the padlocks and unlock Noah’s wrists. His arms fall to his sides, and I lie down beside him, pulling him close. “That was good, yeah?”

“Yes, Asher. Really good.”

“How do you feel? Are you sore?”