“Good. You’re going to open up, and I’m going to fuck your mouth. If you make it good, maybe I’ll fill your ass back up.”

He teased Thorne’s lips with his cock. Thorne licked at the tip, eyes never leaving Dash. God, this was hot. Dash wanted to drive right in and watch Thorne, but no matter how into the fantasy they both were, Thorne needed an out. He reached down and untied the knot binding Thorne’s wrists.

“I don’t think you’re going to go anywhere now, are you?”

Thorne didn’t say anything as Dash unwound the rope and rubbed the reddened flesh underneath. “Press your hands against the headboard and keep them there.”

“I’m not intimidated by you.”

Dash loved the lust mixed with fury in his eyes, loved that Thorne felt comfortable playing with him like this. “Let’s see what you say after I feed you my cock.”

Dash repositioned himself, and Thorne dropped his head back and opened his mouth, looking way more fucking eager than his words implied. Dash wrapped a hand around his throat and squeezed lightly. “You want this, don’t you? You want me to use you?”

“Just fucking do it,” Thorne snarled.

“Tap my thigh three times if you want to stop.”

Thorne nodded, and Dash pushed in deep. Thorne swallowed around him, raising his head and encouraging Dash to go farther. God, he felt so good, hot and slick. Dash drove in harder, making Thorne gag. Thorne shoved at his thighs, pushing him back.

“Okay?” Dash asked.

“I fucking love it, you bastard.”

Dash saw the truth of that in the flash of lust in Thorne’s eyes. “I want you to keep your eyes on me while I take you.”

Thorne glared at him, clearly as fucking turned on as Dash even if he was also pissed off.

Dash thrust into his mouth, gently at first and then harder until he was truly fucking his mouth like he’d take his ass. He’d never face-fucked a guy that roughly. It was fucking incredible, and Thorne was so into it. He didn’t even struggle when Dash pulled his head up, forcing him to take every inch, pressing his face into Dash’s crotch. He didn’t hold on to the headboard though. Dash could hear Thorne’s hand sliding up and down his cock, but he didn’t care because Thorne kept watching him, just as he’d been told to do.

Fuck, he’s hot! Dash was going to come any second. He couldn’t stop. He hadn’t meant to…