There are two types of people in this world: those who plan everything down to the millimeter, and those who go with the flow. I've always been the first type. My professional career, my goals, my domination sessions... everything meticulously planned. Until Alex, with his blushes and his whispered "yes, sir," sent all my planning to hell.

The walk home was torture. Alex stumbled slightly as he walked, brushing his shoulder against mine every few steps. Each little contact reminded me that in minutes, I would have that kid completely at my mercy.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked while searching for my keys. Part of me hoped he would say no, give me an excuse to stop before I did something crazy.

"Yes, sir," he murmured, and the tremor in his voice was my undoing.

As soon as I closed the door, I pushed him against the wall. Alex let out a moan that went straight to my cock.

"Last chance to back out," I growled beside his ear.

In response, Alex tilted his head, exposing his neck in a gesture of submission so natural that I had to stifle an animalistic growl.

I grabbed his hair and yanked his head back, exposing his throat further. "Do you know how long I've wanted to do this?"

"I wanted it too... sir," he admitted in a trembling voice.

I sank my teeth into his neck, drawing a moan from him that echoed down the hallway. His body arched against mine, seeking more contact.

"So perfect..." I murmured against his skin.

His hands clutched my shirt, not to push me away but to keep himself upright. His whole body was trembling.

"Please..." he whispered.

"Please what?" I demanded, tightening my grip on his hair.

"Please, sir... whatever you want..."

"Silence," I ordered, covering his mouth with one hand while I continued to bite him. "I don't want to hear anything but 'yes' or 'please.' Understood?"

He nodded frantically under my grip.

His lips parted immediately under mine, surrendering completely. He tasted like piña colada and submission, driving my dominant side wild.

I grabbed him by the thighs and lifted him. Alex instinctively wrapped his legs around my waist, moaning when my erection pressed against him.

"Bedroom," I growled between kisses. "Now."

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I half-stumbled him to my room, never stopping to kiss him. When I threw him onto the bed, the moan he let out almost made me lose control.

"Undress," I ordered as I took off my shirt.

His fingers trembled as he tried to unbutton it. After the third button, I lost patience and just ripped it open, sending buttons flying across the room.

"I'll buy you another," I growled at his surprised look.

The sight of Alex lying on my bed, his shirt torn and his chest heaving, made me growl. His pale skin already showed red marks where my teeth had been.

"You’re beautiful," I...