Chapter Forty Six

Roth shakily opened the small cold container he was holding. He had tried until the break point of not pouncing on Tristan the moment he handcuffed him.

He walked towards the drawer close to his bed, took out another handcuff and went over to Tristan, he stare at the man lying helpless on his bed, his eyes travelled all the way from his sexy mouth, down to his slightly hairy chest, to his slim waist and then settled hungrily on his cock. It stood so proud outside Tristan's body, the sight of it caused Roth's heart to jump, it was not just beautiful, it was powerful, it was amazing, it was a sight to behold.

Roth let out a shaky breath as he watched Tristan move and licked his lips in anticipation of what was to come.

Tristan wondered what Roth was doing at that moment, he could hear his heart beating wildly as he waited, the suspense was killing him, he was already going crazy being blindfolded and both hands handcuffed to the both end of the bedpost, he felt like a slave to be used f