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“Shit!” he grunts, and I stare at the pink mark on his skin.

I run a hand over it and say, “I said, not a sound.”

“Fuck you,” he mutters, and then moans as I spank him again. And then once more just because I like how he looks, red ass propped up for me.

I grab onto his hair roughly and press my lips to his ear.

“You will do everything I say and if you’re a good boy, you can come. But if you want me to stop, you say it. You saystop, and I will. You sayno, and I keep going. Understand?”

He nods frantically.

“What do you say if you want me to stop?”

“Stop…but that ain’t going to happen, Eli. I’m a fucking winner,” he says, and I swat his ass again.

“You never learn, do you?” I ask, and he shakes his head.

“I was a terrible student,” he replies, and I spank his ass again. And again, until he’s writhing and whimpering on the mattress, his fingers nearly white from grasping them so tightly.

When I finally stop, and his delicious red apple ass is ready to be played with, I reach for the plug and some lube.

“Now.Now, you can make all the sounds. I want to hear you moaning,” I say as I dribble some lube onto the silicone plug and press it against him. He’s panting and grunting as I work it inside of him inch by inch, and when it’s firmly planted against his prostate, I reach for the controller.

“This one’s a vibrator,” I explain and turn it on.

“Shit,” he mutters and jerks slightly, sliding forward.

“Hm, not strong enough,” I say, and then I turn it up, and Luke topples onto his side, humping the air.

“Eli,” he moans. “What the fuck!”

Oh god. I’m giddy. My mouth is pulled up into a smile. I push him onto his back, reach over and grasp onto his dick. I dribble lube onto it, mixing it with his precum.

“Next time I say you’ll be punished, think of this.”

“Nah,” he grunts and fucks his cock into my fist. “This was so worth it. I could do this any day.”

I pinch the end of his dick, and he hisses, his hands coming loose and reaching up for me.

But I grab onto them and push them over his head.

“You grab onto me, and we’re done. Keep them above your head.”

He eyes me, not wanting to do what I say. He wants to test me, and fuck, I’m so ready for it. But instead, he exhales shakily and grabs onto the headboard.

“Good boy,” I praise, pulling out a silk blindfold and placing it over his eyes.

I’m not ashamed of what I look like or who I am. That’s not what this is for. This is for emotional preservation. The same goes for him touching me.

Looking him in the eyes while I fuck him could possibly wreck me. Letting him put his hands on me would be the end of me.

He’s wormed his way into my life. I need to make sure that he stays out of my heart.

“Eli,” Luke grumbles in protest, and I’m so tempted to give in, but I swallow it down.

“Lift your head.”

He does as I say, and I tie that blindfold tightly behind his head. I push myself up and remove each piece of my clothing, letting my eyes slide across his slick, hard body. When I’m finally naked, I lower my body down on top of him. My chest is pressed against his, his cock against my groin, but not inside me.