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“There’s nothing in the contract that says I can’t fuck you so good you won’t even think about other men.”
Tongrak would be lying if he said those words combined with Mut’s dominance didn’t instantly turn him on- The hardness in his pants was a dead giveaway and certainly didn’t go unnoticed. He liked to challenge him, to rile him up like this, and Mut knew it. He wanted to teach him a lesson; all he had to do was get permission.
And he did.
It happened so fast; the time it took for Rak’s clothes to be practically ripped from his body to him being pinned down and fucked hard and ruthlessly felt like mere seconds. He couldn’t focus on anything but how it felt being held down in Mut’s tight grip, and how Mut pounded into him with fast, deep, and jealous thrusts, the head of his thick cock hitting his prostate perfectly every time.
“Tell me, khun,” Mut spoke into his ear. “Who’s fucking you this good?”
“Mut…Mut!”
That was all Rak could utter as he came undone, his cock twitching as it painted his stomach and chest with streaks of white. As Mut found his own release, he looked down and grinned smugly at the sight before him, proud of the mess he’d made of the older man.
It seemed that he’d taught this lesson well.