Dash laughed. “Neither do I. I don’t remember where I put the lube, and I don’t want to search for it.” He leaned over Thorne and dribbled spit onto his cock.

“Oh, fuck. Are you sure about this?” Thorne hoped he was.

Dash answered by straddling Thorne and sinking slowly onto his cock. His ass was so fucking tight. Thorne wasn’t sure he could take much more. Dash didn’t stop moving until he was fully seated. His eyes were shut tight, and his thighs were rock hard with tension.

“Dash?”

“Gimme a sec, okay?”

When Dash opened his eyes, the predatory hunger in them made Thorne shudder.

“I’m going to ride you until you lose your mind,” Dash said. “I’m going to make you forget everything but my ass squeezing your cock. You got that? But I’m going to do it at my own speed.”

Thorne struggled against the ropes. “Need to touch you. Need—”

“Not yet.”

Dash rose up and then drove back down, making Thorne cry out. Thorne was grateful there wasn’t anyone close by, not that he really cared at this point. Let them watch. It wasn’t like anyone could fail to be mesmerized by Dash like this, all hot and commanding.

Dash rose again, moving even more slowly this time. “I wonder how long you think I can keep this up.”

Thorne was done with waiting. “Fuck. Me. Now.”

“No, I think this is all you need.” He kept up the maddeningly slow rhythm.

Thorne fumbled with the ropes, working them loose so he could slip his hands out. “When I get these ropes loose—”

Dash had the nerve to laugh. “You don’t really want to free yourself.”

“What makes you so fucking sure?”

“Because if you do, I’ll stop and you won’t get to come.”

That was so not happening. “What if I make myself come?”

“You won’t, because I’m in charge, and you’re going to do what I say.”

Just like that, Thorne stopped fighting. Dash was right. He needed Dash controlling him so he could let go.

Dash ran a hand down his chest. “That’s more like it.”

“You can’t go slow forever,” Thorne challenged. He immediately realized his words would only make Dash try harder to do just that.

“I could with anyone else, but with you… What you do to me, Thorne, it’s …” Dash let his head fall back and sucked in a sharp breath. If Thorne guessed right, his cock had just brushed Dash’s prostate.

Dash didn’t say any more, but he did pick up the pace. Thorne worked his hips as much as he could with Dash on top. He longed to turn him over and thrust deep, but he also wanted Dash in charge.