“You’ve lost your fucking mind.” He reached for me.

“Hands down.”

Tex flexed his fingers before dropping his hands at his sides. His breathing was erratic. His chest was coated with a light sheen of sweat as his gaze stayed glued to the knife I had pressed against his cock.

I cupped his balls, and Tex’s eyes widened as an unfiltered moan dripped heavily from his parted lips. His cock was an angry red, begging for a release I hadn’t granted.

A whimper broke free the moment I let his balls go, and it made me smirk. He was a greedy thing. Even now, with a knife so close to him, his body was begging for more.

I moved the knife down further until it rested at the base of his cock.

“It would be a shame to cut this off.” I stroked Tex’s cock firmly for the first time since the elevator.

An undignified whimper bounced off the walls from Tex.

“You wouldn't,” Tex said.

He met my eyes finally, and I let him see just how serious I was. A toy without a cock wasn’t exactly ideal, but I’d still be able to use him.

Tex’s Adam’s apple bobbed. To make sure he knew how serious I was, I dragged the sharp blade over his flesh using hardly any pressure. Blood bubbled up to greet the knife mixing with the precum already dirting it.

“Fuck,” a strangled moan left Tex.

“Don’t move,” I commanded.

Tex bit his lip but went still. I saw it the moment he gave in, unable to hold out. “Five… One... Three, five.”

Disappointment and pride warred inside of me. I hadn’t been sure for a second. He’d paid close enough attention, but my little rookie cop was proving he was a lot smarter than his test results showed.

The small drop of blood was nothing more than a tease and my instincts screamed for me to keep going. To spill more of the beautiful crimson liquid.

I pulled the blade away, and Tex sagged instantly, resting his ass against his calves. His pupils were blown as he took in shaky breaths.

“You deserve a reward, don’t you agree?” I got up and opened the closet closest to the door. Tex’s gaze followed me around the room as I grabbed everything I needed.

By the time I made it back over to him, he’d calmed down again, no longer on the edge of cumming. His eyes were a bit clearer as he stared at me.

“Lift up and turn around.”

Tex gave me no trouble, no doubt anticipating his reward. He turned around and sat up on his knees. I admired the shape of his firm ass and contemplated for the second time tonight carving the hideous tattoo off his ass cheek.

I opened the box, and the sound of cardboard tearing echoed around us. Tex’s head began to turn, and I fixed it, forcing his head back the other way.

“Peek, and we will be done.”