Page 44 of Dance of Defiance

“Say please.”

“Fuck—”

“I said sayplease,Roman…”

“Please!” I blurt in a desperate voice I don’t recognize. “Please, Val…”

“Good boy.”

Holy.Fuck.

It’s the combination of him fucking calling me that paired with the sensation of the hot steam room air against my skin as he pulls my shorts down over my pulsing erection. My dick springs free, slapping against my abs before Val groans deeply and wraps his fingers around it.

“Fuck. ME,” he growls, nipping at my bottom lip. “This fuckingcock…”

He tightens his grip on me, and my breath leaves my body. His hand begins to stroke up and down, his thumb running over the underside and then sliding up over the tip to tease against the hole.

Christ…

“There we go,” Val groans against my neck. “There’s that fucking precum I’ve been feeling leaking into your shorts.”

He rubs his thumb over my slit again, gathering the sticky fluid there and swiping it up the underside of my shaft as I shudder. He brings his hand up, and I watch with wide, stunned eyes as he licks his thumb clean with a groan.

“Fuck, you taste like candy.”

His eyes lock with mine as he drags his palm over his tongue before reaching for me again. This time, his hand is slick with spit when it curls around my cock and starts to stroke.

Fuck. The sound that erupts from my throat is like none I’ve ever made before. And when he keeps stroking his wet hand up and down my dick, the sound tumbles out again as my legs start to shake.

Val groans deeply. “Well, well,“ he growls. “Do you get all subby and whimper-y like this for all thegirlsyou fuck, trying to convince yourself you're something you’re not?”

“Shut up,” I groan.

“Make me,” he groans back.

He starts to jerk my cock faster, and I choke brokenly as my legs start trembling again.

“Fuck…Val…” I gasp breathlessly as he pumps up and down, running his thumb over my head with every stroke. “Someone might hear?—”

“Then let’s stop those sexy moans of yours.”

His mouth slams to mine, his tongue plunging inside, and I’m back in that swirling vortex, being tossed around by forces I don’t understand.

I feel a tug, then smooth, hot muscle against my thigh.

I look down, and my eyes widen.

Holy fuck.

He’s just dropped the towel that was around his lean waist. The towel is now on the ground at our feet, and that hot muscle I feel twitching?

It’s his cock.

Hishuge, thick, veined, very swollen cock.

Val keeps stroking me up and down as I stare at his dick, open-mouthed.

“Touch it,” he murmurs. “Take your hand, wrap it around my dick, and do what I’m doing to you. Stroke me like you’d stroke yourself.”