Captive

chapter 64

Growing inside him

Jeff was sprawled across the bed, the soft glow of moonlight highlighting his delicate features. His long hair fanned out around him as his body arched slightly, his skin glistening with a faint sheen. Bible sat on the sofa nearby, his sharp gaze locked on Jeff, watching every deliberate movement with an intensity that could burn.

"You said you wanted me to show you," Jeff murmured, his voice low and teasing. His fingers trailed down his chest, grazing over his sensitive skin before pausing at his waist. He smirked, the curve of his lips a mix of defiance and invitation.

Bible’s jaw tightened, his hand gripping the armrest of the sofa. "Go on," he said, his tone calm, but his dark eyes betrayed the storm brewing within him.

Jeff slid his fingers lower, teasing himself as he let out a soft gasp, his body responding to his own touch. His movements were slow, deliberate, meant to draw Bible in. "You’re not going to stop me?" he taunted, glancing at Bible, whose gaze had darkened further.

"Not until you’ve finished showing me how much you want this," Bible replied, his voice gravelly.

Jeff’s breath hitched as his hand lingered on his thigh, deliberately close to the clit teasing it slowly  that made him tremble. He arched his back slightly, letting out a low, teasing sound that echoed through the room. His confidence faltered for just a moment when he saw the way Bible’s eyes burned with desire and restraint, but he pushed forward.

"I think you like watching me," Jeff whispered, his voice almost a purr.

Bible leaned forward slightly, his elbows resting on his knees. "You think you’re in control right now?" he asked, his tone dangerously soft.

Jeff’s smirk faltered as Bible stood abruptly, closing the distance to the bed in a matter of seconds. Before Jeff could react, Bible grabbed his wrist, pinning it gently but firmly above his head. "Let me show you what control really looks like," Bible murmured, his voice sending shivers down Jeff’s spine.

Bible’s lips captured Jeff’s in a searing kiss, stealing the breath from him and leaving no room for teasing. The dominance in his touch made Jeff’s earlier confidence crumble, replaced by a haze of desire and surrender.

Bible’s hand trailed down Jeff’s arm, his grip firm yet deliberate as he pinned both of Jeff’s wrists above his head. “You think teasing me like that would end with you still in charge?” Bible whispered, his lips brushing against Jeff’s ear, sending a shiver through him.

Jeff tried to wriggle free, but the weight of Bible’s gaze and the heat of his body rendered him weak. “I wasn’t teasing,” Jeff murmured, his breath hitching as Bible’s other hand slid down his side, his touch agonizingly slow.

“Then what would you call this?” Bible asked, his tone low and commanding, his fingers grazing over Jeff’s sensitive pussy “Showing off like that while I sat there watching you? You think I’d let that slide?”

Jeff arched his back instinctively as Bible’s fingers rubbing deliberate and calculated to make him squirm. “I— I wanted you to see,” Jeff admitted, his voice trembling with a mix of defiance and submission.

“Oh, I saw,” Bible replied, his dark eyes narrowing as a wicked smirk played on his lips. “Now you’re going to feel.”

In one swift motion, Bible released Jeff’s wrists and grabbed his hips, flipping him onto his stomach. Jeff’s breath caught as he felt Bible’s weight pressing him into the mattress. “Spread your legs,” Bible ordered, his voice rough with restraint.