CHAPTER 114: THE BAIT

**KIERAN MORISSON**

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

This moment was all I’d been thinking of since this naive boyfriend of mine had easily fallen prey and wanted to prove his experience to me. How cute.

He’d shown his skill so perfectly, did he think I wouldn’t be seduced?

"Hell, yeah," The low pleasurable noise escaped my lips, Ollie’s mouth was soft around my dick. Fucking soft and perfect like I knew it would.

"Mmmph! Mmmph!" His protests were still muffled by my cock as I gripped his neck tighter, he had this coming.

Tempting little thing.

"You don’t just hold a dick in your mouth, you know. You were bragging so much but you can’t even do this, what experience are you talking about?" I taunted and his eyes were glaring daggers at me which made me scoff.

"Remember how I sucked you till you came? I bet you can’t make me do that, that’s just how awful you are at this!" I tapped his cheek with two of my fingers, Ollie’s scowl intensified and I fought back a chuckle .

Yes, foolish boy, take the bait once more.

I really hoped he did, simply because I didn’t want to force him physically to do this.

He was too simple minded, I preferred messing with his head and making him want to do things for me without realizing I was pulling the strings all along.

I pulled my cock out of his mouth just enough for him to cough once, then twice.

"You b-bastard!" He wheezed out the curse, I was no longer trapping his neck, he could leave and stop this if he wanted, well not really, his hands were still tied behind his back.

"Let’s just face it Ollie, you’re simply a puppy with no teeth," I freed his wrists, a final step in my plan.

To make him believe he had all the freedom, that he could control his own actions.

I smirked at the spark of challenge in his expressive eyes as he massaged his wrists. "It’s j-just a blowjob, you make the favour sound like you’d sacrifice the world for me, I can do it too!"

The prey has taken bait. I wasn’t going to let him change his mind.

"Don’t just talk, suck me off till I cum and I’ll believe you,"

I saw Oliver shudder as my cock jerked, he grimaced but when he met my gaze, the defiant look was back in his eyes.

My cock was already dripping when he crawled further between my legs.

His throat worked as he gulped.

Fuck.

Soon enough, it would be my cum gliding down his throat.

I gripped my cock, slowly brushing the head against his lips, swiping it back and forth against them, coaxing him. The precum made his lips sparkle from the moisture, and it drove me crazy with want. I pushed harder against his mouth, nudging his lips open bit by bit with his persistent thrusts until—finally—his lips pulled apart and the head was inside his mouth.

"Good boy," I panted in relief, watching how beautiful he looked. His eyes were watering from just having the tip of my cock in his mouth. Instead of wiping his eyes, Ollie blinked, causing the tears to spill down his cheeks.

My pretty boy. What a cry baby. It was too late to regret, wasn’t it?

"That’s my good boy. Now, use your tongue," I ordered, and Ollie, still looking unsure and nervous, tentatively swiped his tongue on the underside of my cock and around my sensitive head.

I didn’t fucking care how he did it. I could even cum from him gazing at my cock for too long.

I gave him time to adjust; I could see Ollie was nervous and scared. But I could also see he was aroused; it was clear in the glazed look in his eyes. Also the evidence in the small tent of his boxers.

The knowledge that Ollie was mine—truly mine—made me want to roar in triumph.

No one had seen him the way I had.

No one could touch him like me. No one could shove their cock so far down his mouth until he choked.

The vibration of a phone snapped me to reality.

Ollie’s phone.

It was right next to me, so I could see the message notification. The sender sent me blood boiling with uncontrollable jealousy, why did Ollie give that bastard his number?

In a flash I gripped the back of his neck and pushed him down further into my cock, making him gag.

His hands were slapping on my thigh as I read through the message.

Xander: About what we talked about last night, I hope you think hard about it?

What did they talk about? No, the real question was how the hell did they even meet?

I stared at my boyfriend with barely concealed anger, why didn’t Oliver mention this to me?

I thrusted more of my length into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat until he gagged further.

"Keep your mouth wider open for me, baby."

I pulled out slowly and he inhaled sharply, the sound was almost a whimper that sent blood racing to my cock.

Serves him right for omitting something so important.

I couldn’t be too angry at him, not with his warm mouth coating my cock like a glove. Ollie could only take my glans without gagging, so he was trying to please me with just licking and sucking on it.

But I wasn’t satisfied.

He was probably too distracted and didn’t see when I grabbed his phone even as another message came in.

Xander: Meeting you at Kieran’s place may not be a good idea, how about the local library?

How dare he hit on my boyfriend, rage clouded my vision that I could kill him if he appeared right now.

My grip tightened around Ollie’s neck again, I ensured that it’s so strong that he couldn’t even escape, he would never leave me!

Only I could control his movement at this point and his head was bobbing up and down my length.

I picked up his phone and began to type.

Are you closeby? Come pick me up, there’s something important that I want to show you.

The response came almost instantly, Xander: Actually, I’m quite close to Kieran’s house, five minutes, maybe?

Perfect. Abso-fucking-lutely perfect!