Chapter 24. Finger F*cking

PRECIOUS

November 29th, xxxx

It is safe to say that Kamil has broken him. From just one kiss, one submission and Precious finds himself no longer attached to his predisposition.

Before yesterday, Precious has forgotten what it’s really like to give yourself for someone to tease, to use completely. With Kamil, he’d simply relaxed, allowed someone else to take control of him.

Kamil had promised he’ll come by in the evening and since morning, Precious has been glancing at his cock — at the clock, distracted by his anticipation.

Hands creeping to his zipper, Precious pauses. It’s evening yet no sign of Kamil. He has to wait.

His resolve doesn’t last. Impatient, Precious has his hand down his trousers, moaning when his cold, slick hand fists his cock.

Precious closes his eyes and thinks about Kamil’s rough hands on his body, at the hunger and desire in his eyes. Precious wants to kneel in front of him again, under this desk, between his legs.