Chapter 27

“Tired, baby?”

“Mhmm,” I responded, even as I gave a shiver at Holden’s dark, seductive tone. With a jolt, I sat upright, his words from earlier coming back to me. “But not too tired for rewards!”

Holden’s chuckle was wicked as sin. “Is that right?”

“If I’ve been a good enough boy, I mean. Sir.”

“You’ve been a very good boy.” Holden’s voice dropped even lower and I moaned a tiny mewl of arousal. “What does my good boy want for a reward?”

“You,” I answered immediately. It was the first thing that popped into my head, but it was my most honest truth. I’d been desperate for him for days. Years, really, but particularly the past few days. Ever since he’d edged me for more than an hour on the couch, then told me I couldn’t come, while he took out his dick and jerked off until he spilled all over my stomach and hard cock. My ass clenched at the thought of having that inside me. Christ, I wanted that.

“Then you shall have me, sweet boy. But I get to play with you first.”