Drawing back from the kiss, I smiled at him. “Did you bring lube?”

He gulped, nodding as he leaned back to grab the pump bottle. Then he picked up the dildo again, gaze shy and uncertain as he looked at me.

I could tell he was getting inside his own head, worrying and becoming nervous. Shifting up onto my knees, I gave him a stern look. “I’ve told you what I want, Greid. Now be a good boy, and lie back and fuck yourself with the dildo.”

That had his breath catching. A split second later, he was scrambling backward and shifting onto his back. His hands shook as he lubed up the dildo, sharp teeth sinking into his lower lip when I reached out and gripped his knees, spreading them wide.

“I want to see all of it,” I told him, voice hoarse with lust as I stared down between his legs. His sac was bunched up tight against the base of his dick, which throbbed over his belly.

Legs shaking, Greid drew a knee up toward his chest to tilt his hips and expose his hole. My nipples tightened, eyes greedily taking it all in. “Good boy.”

Breaths shuddering out of him, Greid brought the dildo between his legs and trailed the blunt tip over his hole. His throat bobbed, eyelashes fluttering and trembling lips falling open. I heard him let out a slow, shaky breath as he sank the head inside.

His cock jerked, spilling smoky pre-cum over his stomach. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as he tunnelled the dildo inside himself with slow thrusts until only the flared base was visible, clutched in his long fingers.

“God, you look perfect,” I breathed, smoothing my palms over his thighs. “Does it feel good?”

He nodded, chest heaving, lower lip still clamped between his teeth as he slid the dildo out halfway before sinking it back inside. His hips jerked, clawed toes flexing and hole clenching around the thick length inside him. Eyes fluttering closed, he tipped his head back on the bed and let out a hard breath as he started fucking himself.

“That looks amazing.” I leaned down to kiss his knee. “You look so beautiful like this, Greid.”

His brows pinched in anguish, slick fingers fumbling with the base of the dildo as he started thrusting it faster. His cock strained up off his belly before smacking back down.

I grinned, trailing my fingertips up his inner thigh. “I bet you don’t even need that big dick played with to come, do you?”

His breath punched out of him, before his hips spasmed as I softly stroked his tight sac. My tongue pressed hard to the roof of my mouth as I slid my gaze up his straining cock, the head gleaming. Pre-cum trailed down the side of his belly.

“Look at me,” I said quietly. His hips twitched again before he blinked lust-drunk eyes open, barely able to focus on my face. I gave him a sly smile as soon as our gazes locked, sliding my fingers up to circle the base of his shaft. “Seeing as you were such a good boy for me, I’m going to reward you, Greid.”

His chest heaved with his hectic breaths, yellow eyes wide now as he stared at me. He whimpered when I carefully gripped the base of his cock below all the little barbs and tilted it up off his belly.

Jesus, it was actually heavy. I could feel it throbbing in my fingers, but I forced myself to look up at him with a stern brow raised. “No sounds, Greid. Or you won’t get your reward.”

He clamped his teeth around his lower lip to stay quiet, body trembling as he pumped the dildo in and out of his ass. I lowered my head—although I didn’t have to lower it all that much—and eyed the smooth, wet tip of his cock.

My mouth stretched into a wide grin as he stared down at me, breaths fast and ragged, tension making his limbs quake.

“Remember,” I purred, squeezing the base of his cock. “You can’t come ’til I say you can. And you can’t make any noise.”

His brows pinched in distress as he no doubt wondered how he was going to keep quiet. But he didn’t look away, transfixed as I dipped down and circled my tongue over the head of his cock.

His hips spasmed, a shudder running through his entire frame as the air left his lungs in a rush. Then he held his breath as I licked again, lingering on the slit, a tiny whimper escaping him before he clamped his lips together.

I gripped behind his knee to keep his leg up in the air as it quaked. I could hear the slick sounds of him plunging the dildo into his ass at a rapid pace, making me moan as I drew just the tip of his cock into my mouth and sucked. Smoky salt gathered on my tongue, pre-cum pulsing out with every throb of his cock.

I was actually impressed that he’d managed to stay mostly quiet, but just as I thought so, a strangled sound rose up his throat as his splayed leg shifted restlessly over the mattress. Smiling, I kissed the leaking tip of his cock before lifting my gaze to meet his.

“Shh.” I lavished his cockhead with a wet, sucking kiss, wanting to grin when his eyes rolled back. He clapped his free hand over his mouth, breathing hard through his nose.

“Good boy,” I murmured. “Hold on for a little while longer and then I’ll let you come. Don’t stop fucking yourself with the dildo, Greid.”

He squeezed his eyes shut, head tipping back as he shook, desperately trying to hold it back. My lips were slick with his pre-cum as I feathered them over the tip of his cock before taking it back into my mouth and sucking with rhythmic pulls.

God, his need to obey was admirably strong. Pre-cum flowed from him in a constant stream, his entire body trembling as the thrusts of the dildo in his ass grew jerky and stuttering. But he didn’t come. Somehow. It was the hottest thing I’d ever witnessed.

“Okay,” I panted after a few more minutes, almost as worked up as he was. “You’ve been so good for me, Greid. You can come.”

I barely managed to wrap my lips back around his cockhead before his hips began jerking wildly, his spine arching off the mattress. His cock throbbed in the ring of my fingers, growing painfully stiff before I felt it begin to flex as cum shot to the back of my throat.

He cried out, hoarse and so loud that I was pretty sure every house on the street heard it. His voice sounded raw, breaths sobbing out of him as his cock spurted in my mouth again and again, thick ribbons of cum that I tried to keep up with, swallowing repeatedly.

When his body eventually sagged, he was shaking like a leaf. I gave the head of his cock one last wet kiss, making him shudder hard, before drawing back to eye it. The barbs had flared out from his orgasm, looking sharp and deadly, but I could see them slowly beginning to retreat as his cock pulsed and began to soften.

Sliding my hand off the base of his shaft, I gently lowered his quaking leg onto the mattress and smiled up at him. “You can talk now.”

The only sound that left him was a hoarse croak as his chest heaved, dazed eyes blinking up at the ceiling. Kissing his knee, I gently covered his fingers with mine around the base of the dildo and eased it out. Greid shuddered again, cock twitching over his belly and his hole clenching as I set the dildo aside.

“How was that?” I asked with a sly grin, palming his inner thighs to massage them soothingly, feeling the fine tremor still running through them.

“I-I’m…” His voice wobbled, a whimper leaving him when I gently cupped his balls and squeezed. “I think I blacked out.”

Snorting, I climbed over his splayed leg to prop myself up on an elbow beside him, resting my hand over his chest. His two hearts were thudding hard and fast, skin slightly damp with sweat. “You were amazing, Greid.”

He shivered from the praise, drowsy eyes meeting mine as he let out a shaky breath. Licking his lips, he settled a hand on my hip. “Sorry I, um, made noise. I’ll do better next time.” My chest tightened, and I started leaning down to kiss him, but before I could he blurted, “Not that I’m assuming there’ll be—You don’t have to—”