Page 66 of Ruined

I looked forward, my chest tight as Dominic reached under the bed. He grabbed my duffel bag, unzipped it, and retrieved handcuffs. They clinked as he approached me.

“Hands behind your back,” he ordered.

I obeyed, my heart pounding.

Steel touched my wrists, clicking shut. A chain rattled as I tried to pull them apart.

“What are these for?”

Dominic stroked my cheek. “If I order you to suck my cock, you’ll do it like I know you want to, but afterward, you’ll turn it intosomething it’s not. You’ll convince yourself you didn’t want it, and the shame will eat you alive.”

I stared at him. “How is taking away my choice any better?”

“Because you don’t have to think about what you’re supposed to want. The cuffs take all that away.”

I almost laughed. This was how Dominic thought he couldhelpme? By stripping me of control and rationalizing it as a gift? It was insane, but my cock hadn’t stopped throbbing.

What made me hard? Was it the way his eyes darkened as he tightened the cuffs, or his fingers brushing my cheek like I was something precious? Was I turned on by the idea of surrendering to Dominic?

By beingforced?

Dominic’s fingers tilted my chin up. “You’ve spent your whole life pretending, Luca.”

“I’m not—I don’t?—”

“We’re not arguing about this anymore.”

My mind scrambled for some way to push back, but Dominic stepped closer. His cock stood at eye-level as Dominic’s hand wrapped around me. He threaded his fingers through my hair. His other hand gripped his cock.

I stared at it, my stomach twisting.

A lazy smirk tugged at his lips. “Nervous?”

Yes.

I’d never sucked cock before. I wasn’t sure I’d like it. Accepting a blowjob was one thing—blowing another man was undeniably gay. Curiosity burned through my discomfort. I wanted to feel what it was like to have him in my mouth, but fear clawed at me.

Ridiculous.

He’d already gone down on me. Fuck it, I’d deal with the consequences later. This felt too good to stop.

Jesus, this was really going to happen.

I was going to suck off my boss.

What would it feel like? What about when he came? My heart pounded. Did I want to swallow?

Dominic’s thumb stroked my cheek as his head pressed against my lips. I parted them to gasp, then his thumb hooked inside, creating an opening for his cock. He wedged open my jaw, sliding over my tongue. The fullness stretched my mouth.

He seated himself inside me. He let me adjust for a few moments, stroking my hair. My body tensed, every nerve on edge as he pushed deeper.This is happening.Shame twisted in my chest, but it burned like kindling.

I fought the urge to pull back, but Dominic’s hand settled at the back of my head. He didn’t force me, but his grip said:I’m in control.

Is that what I want?

The heat building in my body made my shame worse, but the moment Dominic let out a soft groan, my chest cracked open. My pulse raced as I felt him throb against my tongue. Ilikedhearing him come undone. Iwantedto be the reason for it.

His fingers tightened in my hair, and I braced myself as the pressure increased. Not quite choking, but close enough. My breathing grew ragged.