“Do you yield, chico?” #MidWeekTease #erotic #MMRomance #Suspense

Happy Hump Day!

We're continuing with another Mid Week Tease from Sicario, World's End Book 2.

I've skipped along from last week's teaser. Lexan manages to convince Enzo to have a one-night stand. Then the fun begins.

I loved writing this scene. You'll see what I mean when you read it. Enjoy ❤

Enzo's POV

“Stay still,” I said in a low voice.

He stilled in obedience, and took shallow breaths as I worked my hand up his length, twisting it slightly at the round head, gathering the drops of pre-cum and working the way down again.

I held his hair, keeping him still as I worked him continuously, his body bent in compliance.

His breathing became heavy and he started rocking his hips again.

“I told you to keep still. I’m going to tie you up.”

His body froze and his eyes went wide. “No, you can’t.”

“Are you trying to tell me what to do? Have you forgotten who’s in charge here? I can do whatever I want.” I loosened my grip in his hair, waiting to see what he would do.

His muscles tensed and I was sure he was going to bolt. “You’re going to have to make me.”

He sprang off my lap and stared down at me.

I saw it then in his sparkling eyes. He was challenging me to see how I would react. To see if I would rise to the challenge. If I was worthy of his submission. This had turned into a game and I was ready to play.

“Come back here, boy,” I ordered.

He backed away. “Make me.”

I stood up and reached for him.

He swerved out of reach and bolted across the room. I gave chase as he ran to the door, our footsteps pounding on the wooden floor.

He yanked the door open and raced across the porch and down the steps.

Heart pounding like galloping horses in my ears and mixing with the sound of splattering rains, I chased him, determined to catch him. The towel fell off as I hit the deck.

With adrenaline high and body temperature up, I didn’t feel the sting of the cold rain. The grass was slippery and I had to curl my toes in with each stride to stay upright. The sky had darkened and not much could be seen beyond the reaches of the light streaming out from the front door.

Alex ran in a circular motion around the perimeter of the cabin, swerving each time I reached for him. Watching his naked body wet with rain only heightened my arousal. He was quick, but I was determined to be quicker.

He slipped as he rounded the corner to the front of the cabin. I took the opportunity and leapt at him, crashing into his body. We tumbled to the ground and as I tried to pin him, he shifted, the mud and rain making him slithery.

I was bigger, bulkier. I took advantage and bore my weight down on him, wrestling him until I could have his hands in my grasp. I yanked them to his back and sat on him, trying to catch my breath.

His head was pressed to the grass, wet hair plastered to his face. His eyes closed as he panted.

Leaning over him, I spoke into his ear. “Do you yield, chico?”