He blew on it.
"Dang it!" Tommy moaned, his head spinning as every nerve burned on fire at that one act.
His body caught between pain from the slaps and something else he couldn't name from whatever Benjamin was doing with his f*cking asshole right now.
He pushed his hip upper, separating his legs himself, giving more access.. His breath hitched, his mind filled with a dozen thoughts he couldn't sort out.
"Like it?" Benjamin muttered, leaning close, his voice low and smooth. "How about we take a few smacks and then get back to this?"
Tommy could only nod, his eyes squeezing shut, his body trembling with every word, every touch, every assault.
Benjamin's hand hovered in the air, ready for another strike, but he suddenly stopped. The door creaked open, and Tommy felt his heart lurch into his throat.
Who dared interrupt this session?!
