3-Ties That Bind by SE Jakes Read Free Book Online

realized that the submission Glen gave was better and hotter than anything he’d ever experienced. The boy challenged him, made him realize what he’d been missing. “You’re fucking perfect for me, Glen. If you’ll have me.”
    “Jesus, yes.” Glen nuzzled his neck. “Take me home, tie me up and take me any way you want. Please.”
    “It’s the ‘please’ that’s going to get your bossy ass off the hook every time.”
    Glen smiled like he knew.
     
     
    Derek took him out of the club fast after that—although the ride seemed to take forever, Glen managed to appear patient.
    Derek put a hand on his crotch. Hadn’t let Glen wipe the come off himself and he squirmed with anticipation as Derek chuckled softly.
    Whatever the man had planned for him, Glen couldn’t wait any longer. The first orgasm hasn’t even taken the edge off. Now, his need clawed at him, like he knew Derek could give him what no one else had. And before Derek let him inside, he was half wrapped around Derek, letting the man ravage his mouth, tonguing him until he couldn’t take it any longer. His shirt was off as he slammed the door shut behind him—and after Derek walked him to the bedroom, he stripped his jeans as Derek undressed as well.
    “Lie back,” he told Glen, who moved toward the headboard. Out of his jacket pocket, he took condoms, lube and leather cuffs.
    Jesus, his cock got hard at the sight. Derek knew, gave him a small smile, like he was happy he pleased Glen. And that gave Glen both a heady sense of pleasure and power he’d never felt before. He’d never even thought about what really got a Dom off, until right now.
    He was doing it, and that made everything he did tonight brand new, like he was some kind of blushing virgin. Except this time, he knew exactly what he was doing.
    “Hands on the headboard,” Derek instructed, and Glen complied with the authority in the man’s voice, his cock jutting at the command. The cuffs strapped to his wrists made him harder and the ones on his ankles, spreading his legs and holding him fast to the bed, made him want to come immediately. Derek bent to lick the come off his stomach, and it was so goddamned dirty and hot. He heard a keening groan escape his throat when Derek deep-throated his cock.
    He hadn’t been told to come. His arms and legs were immobile, his hips held down by Derek’s body, his cock a prisoner to Derek’s hot mouth, and the stress of the night—of the mission—all began to fall away like heavy blocks from his body.
    He was floating—unable to move his hips, he contented himself with the sensations. And Derek tongued his slit until he couldn’t stand it any longer. He looked down and saw Derek staring up at him, saw Derek’s nod and came in hot spurts into Derek’s mouth.
    Before he could even recover, Derek’s body covered his, and the man bent his head to kiss Glen so he tasted himself and the whiskey Derek had drunk earlier.
    “You taste so. Fucking. Good,” he groaned against Glen’s mouth. “Like candy.”
    “Let me taste you,” Glen asked.
    Derek complied, straddling Glen’s face, but told him, “I’m coming inside your ass, not your mouth.”
     
    He couldn’t stop watching Glen’s face, Glen’s mouth stretched around his cock, taking what he wanted, but those eyes…as he stared up at Derek, he only wanted to please.
    Derek would let him. Ran his hands through the man’s hair and then tugged it roughly, feeling Glen’s moan of approval hum around his cock. “Beautiful baby,” he murmured.
    There was the hum again and then a scrape of teeth against his head, which made Derek groan and buck, and yes, the boy would pay for that, in a way that was enjoyable for both.
    He pulled out of Glen’s mouth and mounted him. “Going to fuck you senseless,” he promised.
    Glen nodded. Blew out a hard breath as Derek breached the first ring of muscle. Derek didn’t pause, entered the younger man slowly until he was balls-deep. And only then