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turned Sammy on even more.
    "That's right, suck it. Make me come down your throat." He cupped the back of Sammy's head, hips rolling as they fucked his prick into Sammy's mouth. "So fucking good. You're such a good little cock sucker."
    Sammy whimpered, hand sliding down, working his own prick.
    "No touching!" Jarrod growled at Sammy. That was his cock.
    Those eyes flashed up to him.
    "You heard me, Sammy."
    Samuel's hand ended up on Jarrod's calf.
    "Good man." He moved his hips faster, stronger.
    Sammy swallowed around the tip of his prick, groaned with each press in.
    "Oh, fuck." Thank God he'd already come today or it would all be over. As it was, he could make Sammy work for it. "That's it, Sammy, work my cock."
    Sammy took him in to the root, deep-throated him, fingers rolling his nuts.
    "Fuck!" It wasn't going to take too many swallows around the tip for him to go off after all. And Sammy was giving them to him, one after another.
    "Fuck! Fuck!" He was almost there. He held on tighter to Sammy's head, thrust in deep and felt his balls emptying as he came. Sammy swallowed him down, groaning around his cock, hips fucking the air.
    His orgasm seemed to stretch out, each swallow making it last longer, until finally his cock became too sensitive and he pulled slowly away.
    "Damn." He needed to reward Sammy for that, and with something more than just tugging him off.
    Samuel's cheeks were bright red, lips swollen, sweet.
    "Get up here. I want to taste myself in your mouth."
    Sammy swallowed and moaned, and he hauled the hot son of a bitch up, plundering the swollen lips. He could taste himself there, he could taste himself and Sammy and, fuck, it made him want more even if he'd just come. Beautiful yielding bastard. Sammy was his fucking wet dream.
    He wrapped is hand around Sammy's prick, jacked it slowly. "Work the fucking plug in your ass."
    Those pretty blue eyes rolled, body jerking as those glutes tightened.
    "Fuck, yes." So fucking obedient. Whatever denials came out of Sammy's mouth, the man's body was so eager to please. Such a good boy, so hungry and wanton.
    Jarrod reached back and twisted the base of the plug, turning it inside Sammy's eager hole. Sammy tried to jerk away, lips open on a moan.
    "Where are you going?" he demanded, twisting the plug again.
    "I..."
    "Where's your bed?"
    Sammy pointed down the hall.
    He grabbed hold of Sammy's upper arm and dragged him in the way the man had pointed. He was going to make Sammy scream with it.
    The bedroom was dark and masculine, strong. There were a few light accents, too, some pictures on the wall that promised to be interesting, but honestly, he wasn't interested in much more than the huge bed that dominated the room.
    He pushed Sammy right down onto it. Sammy bounced, cock trapped in his briefs. There was a huge wet spot where it had been leaking and Jarrod licked his lips. Sammy spread for him, hips rolling up.
    "Sexy, needy fucker."
    "Shut up."
    Oh, he didn't think so. "You want me to gag you?" He climbed onto the bed, straddling Sammy's body, his ink looking dark against Sammy's skin.
    "No." That sweet cock was dripping for him.
    "Then play nice."
    Sammy's hands were climbing up his belly, tracing his ink.
    "You like my dragons?"
    "They're beautiful."
    "Thank you." He let Sammy take another moment to admire--he wanted the man to think he was hot, sexy. God knew he felt that way about Sammy.
    He bent and bit at Sammy's right nipple.
    Those fingers grabbed his head. "Ow."
    Grinning, he moved over and bit the other nipple, too. With this one, though, he soothed the hurt with his tongue.
    "Toothy ass."
    He growled and bit Sammy's nipple again.
    "Oh." Sammy arched, moaned softly. "Oh, fuck..."
    "That's coming. I swear."
    "Good." Sammy's ass was working that plug.
    "If you come without my permission, I'm going to have to punish you."
    "What?" Look at that prick leap.
    "You heard me." He reached out and flicked the tip of Sammy's prick.
    "Fuck!" Sammy grabbed his wrist