"Oh god.. You..You.. " Russel struggle to find the words, his mind already going hazy with so much attention and pleasure.
He arch his back again, his grip on James hair tighten as he feel another finger go inside.
"I what..?" James tease him again, his mouth still on the sensitive part and his finger moving in and out in slow motion. He want to drive him crazy, he want to hear more moans and begging coming from him.
"You.. Bastard..." Those word come out like a breath, his body squirm as he try to find any friction to get more pleasure.
Russel look down at him, his eyes darkened with want and impatience.
Smirking James stop all what he did. Pull his finger out, stop sucking him. James stand up, put both his hand next to Russel head starring deeply into his soul.
"You just call me bastard. Should i be a real bastard?" James lean closer, eyes on Russel lip. When he see Russel lean try to capture his lip, James lean back.
