Page 55 of The Money Shot

“How about we try these out?” I asked, giving them a little shake for effect. Liam’s eyes widened as if I’d just presented him with the key to some forbidden kingdom. His lips parted slightly, and a soft “oh” escaped, half surprise, half intrigue.

I grinned. “Have you ever, you know, been restrained?”

He shook his head, his gaze bouncing between the cuffs and my face. “No,” he murmured, his voice soft but filled with something I couldn’t quite name. Then he looked at me through those impossibly long lashes, and his lips quirked in the smallest, shyest smile. “But apparently, I’m going to have a lot of first times with you.”

Boom.

Fireworks.

The big, flashy kind that light up an entire city skyline. His words hit me straight in the chest, a warm, electrifying pulse spreading through me like a live wire. He trusted me with this—with him. And damn it, I wanted every single one of his firsts. Every kiss, every touch, every nervous laugh.

“Yeah,” I whispered, my voice rougher than I intended. “You will.”

I leaned in closer, letting my fingers stroke his jawline. His skin felt warm, and the spark that passed between us only made me more certain. I wanted this. Him. All of it.

While I hadn’t seen a lot of porn in my time, the one video that always stuck out in my memory was of a man handcuffed to his bed. In it, the dominant guy teased the other one, bringinghim to the brink of orgasm repeatedly, but not letting him get off until he was seriously begging for it.

“I’m about to make you crazy,” I murmured. Climbing off him, I handcuffed his left hand to the bedpost, then realized I didn’t have a way to restrain his other hand.

“There’s another set in the bag,” Liam whispered, then he licked his lips. “They were buy one, get one free at the sex store.”

I snickered. “Don’t tell me they have a frequent buyer’s program at the sex store, too.”

Liam bit his lower lip and turned his head away.

I barked out a laugh, then hopped off him and searched through the paper bags. “Found it!” A moment later, I had him completely restrained, and without thinking, I grabbed my cock and squeezed. Liam’s eyes were now trained on my swollen dick, and if my eyes were to be believed, there was a trail of drool snaking down his chin.

Damn, that turned me on.

I straddled his stomach, leaning over him and capturing his lips in a deep, possessive kiss. His body tensed under me, but he didn’t resist. Instead, he kissed me back eagerly, his tongue tangling with mine.

I pulled away and trailed my lips down his jawline, nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin. He let out a low moan, arching his hips up against me. I grinned and continued my journey downwards.

When I reached his stomach, I dipped my tongue into his belly button before licking my way down his sides. He squirmed and writhed underneath me; the restraints holding him in place.

I couldn’t resist any longer. I blew a cool stream of air over his hard cock, teasing him with just my breath. His hips bucked up off the bed in response.

I chuckled and took him into my mouth, swallowing his entire shaft as he cried out in pleasure. Bobbing my head up anddown his length, I swirled my tongue around his swollen head. Liam moaned, his hands clenching into fists as he fought against the handcuffs.

Moments later, his hips bucked in time with my mouth, and I tasted his salty pre-come. He was close, so very close. Time to take a little break and allow him to cool down. I let his cock slip out of my mouth, and it hit his taut stomach with a thwap.

“Oh my God,” Liam panted. “Don’t stop, I’m so fucking close.”

My cock was so hard it hurt. Perhaps it was time for Liam to get a mouthful of dick. Climbing up his body, I straddled his chest, then rubbed the tip of my cock over his full lips.

“Open wide,” I instructed, my voice a low growl. Liam’s eyes widened in anticipation, and he opened his mouth obediently. With a grin, I pushed forward.

Liam’s tongue licked at the tip, and I groaned, thrusting deeper into his warm, wet mouth. He took me in greedily, sucking and stroking with skilled precision. I didn’t last long; the sensation of his throat muscles clenching around me was almost too much to bear. With a grunt, I yanked my cock out of his mouth.

“No, please, I want to…”

“Who’s wearing the handcuffs?” I growled.

Liam’s eyes shut. “I am.”

“Then do what I say.”

Scooting down Liam’s body, I couldn’t resist taking him into my mouth again. He tasted so good, and I loved the way he writhed and moaned under my touch. I sucked and licked at his length, bringing him closer and closer to the edge before pulling away once more. His eyes were pleading as I stopped blowing him yet again.