Bound By His Rules {M×M}
“Get naked. Show me what I'm working with.”
No bullshit, pure command.
My hands trembled as I ripped open my shirt buttons, letting it fall to reveal my smooth, toned chest, my nipples pebbling from the chill and excitement.
Slacks next, shoving them down with my boxers, my hard cock bouncing out—seven inches of throbbing need, the tip already weeping clear fluid.
Alvarez's gaze devoured me, his tongue darting over his lips. He shrugged off his jacket, yanked his tie loose, then popped his belt. Shirt unbuttoned, exposing a forest of dark hair over ripped abs and pecs.