Page 99 of Dark Little Game

I knew I was going to come fast but I didn’t want it to bethisfast.

I can’t help it when I look at his eyes and hear him demanding my cock like that.

“Fuck, Hunter?—”

My words are broken as I groan deeply, pushing into his ass. I’m going to lose control.

“Nope. You’re not allowed to come yet.”

My cock throbs. “Hunter,” I whisper.

“You’ll come when I tell you.”

It takes every shred of willpower inside me to stop.

I shut my eyes.

I see red, then black.

My cock is still inside him, but I’ve stopped thrusting, because I know I’ll come in another stroke.

“Good,” he murmurs.

And I feel him squeeze his ass around me from the inside, and I nearly lose it.

I groan deeply, steadying myself on the bed above him.

I breathe in.

Breathe out.

I want to be good for him.

I have to do what he says.

“Sogood for me,” he whispers, and I swear just the sound of the praise in his voice is practically enough to make me blow.

I don’t, though.

Because I’m following. His. Fucking. Orders.

“Open your eyes,” he says next, and I have to take a deep breath before I’m able to do that.

I slowly open them, looking down at him.

My cock throbs when I see the blown-out look in his pupils, the slight flush along his perfect cheekbones.

I can’t stop.

I have to fucking come inside you.

I’m halfway thrust into him now, and I slowly move in deep, pushing my cock forward until it’s all the way in.

I steady myself again, coming to a stop.

And he gives me another squeeze.

“Goddamnit,” I utter as tension makes my cock ache more than it ever has before. “You. You areimpossible.”