Chapter 28

“You remember your safeword?”

“Yes, sir,” I croaked.

Holden chuckled. “Good boy. Over to the bench, please.”

I moved to the corner, not hesitating, and waited for him to approach. Watching him out of the corner of my eye, I was reminded of a jaguar or some other kind of big, stalking cat. He moved with grace, all sinew and muscle, and it was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. My dick was so hard I thought I might be able to come without a touch. I was grateful for the cock ring in his hand.

Holden took care of that first, pumping his hand up and down my length for a few slow moments before wrapping the leather around the base of my cock and cinching it tight. I looked down, because how could I not? My dick looked obscene, all purple and red, with just a bit of moisture at the tip. The ring was just this side of too tight, and I was sure I wouldn’t be able to come with it on.