20. Gabriel #2
I started in that direction, and just when I thought he’d shove me down on it, a hand at my elbow halted me.
He came around in front of me then and I was shocked to see he’d removed his shirt. Shocked and pleased, because wow—Alejandro had a body that was born to be naked and in the sun. It was all I could do not to get down on my knees and beg him to let me worship every single inch of it.
But I had to remember my place—helpless and horrified.
“Wh-what are you going to do to me?”
Alejandro didn’t answer. Instead, he tied the end of his shirt around my wrist restraint and tugged, testing my bindings. “Arms up.”
Arms up? I had no idea where he was going with this, but when I raised my arms above my head and looked up, I saw it.
The brass rod that lined the perimeter of the deck and held up the canvas awnings.
Pre-cum leaked from my dick at what was about to happen next.
“Please…you don’t have to do this,” I said in mock protest as he secured me to the rod. “I’ll be good. I won’t let any other man touch me.”
“Too late,” Alejandro said in a gruff tone that stroked me in all the right places. “You already did. Now I must erase them, mark you as mine so they know not to touch you ever again.”
I groaned at the image he was painting in my head.
Yes. Please. Mark me. “Fucking hell.”
“What?” Alejandro demanded at my slip-up.
“I said…”
He came around in front of me and aimed his most threatening scowl my way. Problem was, that scowl did nothing to curb my desire. It only heightened it.
“I’ll yell.”
He smiled at my cover story. It was ridiculous, we both knew it, but I wasn’t about to break character again. This was way too hot.
“I’ll yell and…someone will come and save me.”
Alejandro let out a low, menacing laugh that went straight to my balls. “No one’s coming to save you.”
He stepped up to where I stood with my arms trapped above my head, and reached for the button of my pants.
“Not now.” He unzipped me. “Not when you yell.” He hooked his fingers in my pants and briefs and yanked them down to my ankles.
Then he straightened and moved in close enough that I could feel the soft material of his pants tease my hard-on.
“And not when my cock is buried so deep inside you that you can feel it in the back of your throat.”
Alejandro’s eyes were full of dark promises, and I couldn’t wait for him to deliver on them.
“I’m going to remind you who captured you.” He wrapped his hand around me and I cursed. “Who took you hostage.” He twisted and squeezed, making my eyes roll. “And then I’m going to remind you who you belong to.”
He released me with an arrogant flick of his wrist and took a step back to shove his own pants off, and the sight of his cock made me whimper.
God, I wanted that in me somewhere…everywhere. Thick, hard, and leaking like a broken faucet—it was obvious Alejandro was as into this little role-play as I was. And I wasn’t going to break first.
“I can’t… I don’t think I can take all of that.”
Alejandro wrapped a hand around his shaft and began to stroke. “I’ll make it fit.”
I was sure he would, but in the spirit of the game… “That might hu—”
“Quiet,” he barked, stopping mid-stroke. “You will be silent from now on unless I tell you to speak.”
Was he serious? “But sir, I—”
“What did I just say?” Alejandro growled, and then stalked off behind me, and for one horrifying second I thought he’d left me—until he came back with what looked like a cloth serviette.
“Open your mouth.”
No way. There was no way he was about to put that in my mouth. With as many times as I’d joked about it, I’d never actually thought he’d go through with it. But as my lips parted, Alejandro stuffed the material inside, gagging me.
“You spit that out, you won’t like what happens next. Nod if you understand.”
My balls tightened at the threat, and I was starting to seriously question my judgment.
This was, hands-down, the most erotic thing I’d ever had done to me, and he hadn’t even really touched me yet.
I nodded, and he grinned. Grinned like a villain. Or a plundering pirate.
Alejandro ran his fingers down my cheek, neck, and chest, and I trembled under his touch. His fingers flirted with my nipples, twisting and pinching them as I moaned around the serviette.
I swayed toward his touch, my feet still trapped by my pants and briefs.
“Yes, squirm for me, captive.” Alejandro swiped his tongue over my left nipple then aimed a savage grin up at me, right before he leaned in and bit.
Fuck. My hips bucked forward at the stab of pain that ricocheted through me. But when he latched on to the throbbing tip and sucked, it quickly morphed to pleasure.
He was going to kill me. Destroy my body slowly, without mercy.
I couldn’t wait.
He teased and tormented me until I was struggling against my restraints, then started to move down my body, his tongue painting a wicked path designed to drive me wild.
My dick dripped with excitement as he got closer to where it was waiting for its turn on this little torture tour of his. I gripped the material of the shirt tied above my head and bit down on the serviette, as his warm breath ghosted over the sensitive head of my cock.
“This looks painful,” he said, then batted the tip, making me slam my eyes shut. “You frustrated, my horny little hostage?”
I took a calming breath then opened my eyes and stared down at where he knelt at my feet, his face so close to my erection that I could feel every breath he took.
“Well?” he demanded when I didn’t answer, his hand going up between my legs and cupping my balls hard.
I sucked back a curse at his rough handling, the feeling fucking with every part of my brain that was saying I shouldn’t enjoy this. Even though my dick clearly was.
“Are you…frustrated?”
I glared down at him and nodded. Though frustrated seemed too tame a word for what I was feeling then, and judging by his mocking smirk, he knew it.
“Good.” Alejandro released me, his hand falling away as he moved back to his feet, never once touching my aching cock. “You come when I tell you. You come before me, I’ll tie your hands and lock you away somewhere you can’t touch yourself for months. You hear me?”
My eyes widened. Talk about cruel and unusual punishment.
Then Alejandro’s lips twitched and he disappeared behind me, and all I could do was wait.
The sound of the waves crashing against the hull of the ship as it sliced through the blue waters was the only sound I could hear as I listened carefully, trying to figure out what Alejandro was going to do next.