Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 77287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
“Well, you needed me to save you, so that isn’t entirely true.”
He grips the railing, almost white-knuckling it. “I… don’t know what I need. Can I pour pure rubbing alcohol all over my body until every trace of that man is off of me? Or maybe just douse myself with lighter fluid and take a match to my skin?”
“Mm. He’s not my favorite, either. Tell me why you’re here. This place isn’t safe for people who can’t defend themselves.”
“Who says I can’t defend myself, asshole?”
I turn and lift my eyebrows even though I know he can’t see them through my mask. “Pretty sure you’re out of your depth.”
He swallows as he looks back out over the side yard.
A faint, repetitive smacking sound fills the air, most likely someone getting spanked or flogged somewhere else in the yard.
“I wanted…” the guy says, but trails off.
A yelp comes from far off, sounding somewhere between pleasure and pain.
“Yes?”
He turns my way again. “I wanted to see what it was like to have another man suck me off. Okay? Is that detailed enough for you?”
I’m almost disappointed.
His request is pretty tame. Simple, by Zenith standards. I was almost hoping he’d say he wanted to learn to fight so that I could teach him some self-defense.
And put him in his place a little.
I nod at him. “I can find a man who would be frothing at the mouth for an opportunity to suck off a new guy. Let’s head into the backyard and I guarantee you’ll get what you need. I’ll watch while he does it, to make sure you don’t end up bleeding or in handcuffs again—”
“Not… not some random guy.”
I turn back to him. “You have preferences? Zenith’s not that big, my guy. If you only want to get sucked by a guy with specific attributes, I can’t necessarily guarantee that.”
He won’t speak for a moment.
I can see his eyes looking me over, glancing from my arms to my stomach and chest before he looks me in the eye again.
Blue eyes. Pretty ones.
“I want it to be you.”
Cute.
And very reckless.
He has no idea how dangerous it is to say that. No clue what I actually come to Zenith nights for, and how quickly I could turn this situation into a very bad one for him.
Lucky for him, I’m not going to do any of that.
I have other plans for tonight.
And they definitely don't involve sucking cock for a guy who acts like a little deer in the woods that can’t handle confrontation.
I bite my lower lip, looking the guy up and down again. Whoever he is, he’s so piss-scared of a place like this that he’s dressed like a guy trying to mug a convenience store, almost every inch of him covered up.
You’re that nervous, and yet you’re willing to take a bet that I won’t hurt you?
Very, very bold indeed, newbie.
And not going to happen.
“I save you from getting mauled by that guy, and you try to repay me by giving me the sheer privilege of sucking you off?”
He stands a little taller, adjusting his mask as he watches me.
“You asked why I was here. That’s why.”
Something smolders behind his gaze. Something needy enough that it’s tempting.
But not enough to sway me.
I hum, breaking his gaze as I turn and head back through the sheer curtains into the room.
“I don’t suck other guys’ dicks,” I call back to him. “I think you should suck mine, instead.”
My cock is starting to harden beneath my pants, though.
Annoying.
Down, boy.
I don’t want to play this guy’s game, but I’ve always had a thing for people who start trouble where they really shouldn’t. Sometimes a tiger likes to play with a mouse instead of strike at it, and that’s the only thought running through my mind as he follows me into the room, one of the gauzy curtains landing along his shoulder.
“Are we doing this or not?” he demands and the pushiness in his tone goes straight to my cock again. “I only came here for that reason and if it’s not going to happen, I’m getting the fuck out of here—”
“Do you always run your mouth like this?”
He sighs, pausing for a moment before he speaks. “No. Never.”
I believe him.
Something about the way he says it tells me that he’s being honest, and that none of this is something he would usually do.
So I’m going to teach him a lesson.
If a good boy’s out here breaking the rules, I want to show him why he won’t be getting his way.
“Take out your cock, then,” I tell him.
I can see the shock in his eyes.
“Are you…”
“I’m going to suck you off, because you can’t help yourself from begging.”
And then I’m going to send you home without letting you come.
Take you to the fucking brink and then pull back, leaving you desperate.