by M. A. Innes
I just nodded. “Okay.”
He gave me an understanding smile and another kiss before he started stripping off my clothes. Not having to decide what to do or worry about what he wanted was perfect. I knew my opinion would matter if I actually had one, but he seemed to understand when I needed him to take control.
As he stripped off the layers of clothing, he sprinkled kisses along my body and let his fingers caress and tease. By the time I was naked, he had me shivering and hard. His hands wandered over my body as he led me toward the tub. When I was about to step in, I looked back at him. “But you’re getting in too, right?”
He smiled. “If that’s what you want.”
“Yes.” Oh yes, I wanted him naked with me, not just watching. He could watch next time.
He had his clothes stripped off before I could even get my hands to work enough to help. Eventually, we’d have to do stuff like this when my brain was working from the start so I could touch and explore him too. So far he’d kept me so turned on, all I’d been able to do was follow his lead. I had a feeling it would be a while before that changed.
Hudson stepped into the water and sat down, then helped me to sit in front of him. Hudson chuckled as I cuddled into his chest. The water was so warm it made my skin tingle. It was perfect.
“I’m glad my tub is big enough for both of us. I don’t use it that often, and most of the time, it seems like a waste of space.”
I had to agree. “It’s huge compared to the rest of the apartment.”
His tub was almost the same size as his kitchen. Okay, well not that big, but definitely not in proportion with the rest of the house.
“Having you here like this, I’m starting to think a big tub is a necessity.” His words were low and sent sparks through me. I could almost hear the dirty things flashing through his mind.
“Oh, yes...” I lost track of what I was going to say as Hudson started trailing his fingers up and down my chest. My cock bobbed in the water, begging for attention, but Hudson just kept tracing circles around my nipples until they were tightly pebbled and I wanted his touch so badly I was shaking.
Begging crossed my mind, but I wasn’t sure if that would get me what I wanted or not.
Finally, I broke. “Please!”
He gave a dirty chuckle, but finally brushed his fingers across my nipples. “Does my dirty angel want something? I thought you were tired.”
So had I. But curling up had a different meaning in my mind now than it had in the car. “I need you...please...Master...”
“Does my little slut want his master’s touch? Does he want to be teased and taken?”
The naughty words were everything I needed to hear. “Yes! Please!”
I wanted to forget everything, and I knew he could give that to me. I wanted to be the center of his world and know how much I meant to him.
The words would come eventually for us, but the actions were what was most important. I’d heard the words from my parents, but I love you didn’t mean much when the actions said you weren’t that special. Hudson showed me in every little way how important I was to him.
“Well, if that’s what my naughty angel wants.” One hand moved down to take my cock in a rough grip. “But remember, who controls this cock?”
So. Fuckin’. Hot.
“You do, Master.” Someday I would just combust saying that.
“Good boy. Then you remember the rule about coming.”
It wasn’t really a question, but I felt the need to answer him anyway. “I can’t...can’t orgasm until you give me permission.”
God, that was hot.
“That’s right.” He started handling my cock like it was some kind of tool he was tossing around in his hands. Like it was his, and he could do anything he wanted with it. The desperate need to please him was the only thing that kept me from coming. “This is all mine, isn’t it?”
He scraped a nail over the head of my dick, and I almost flew out of the tub. “Yes!”
I got another wicked laugh from him, and I knew more of the beautiful pain was going to come eventually. He must have decided I was too close, because his hand left my cock and went back to teasing my nipples.
He’d run his fingers around the edges, then just as I was starting to fall apart and beg, he’d pinch one or flick it with his finger. Hudson rolled them in his fingertips, sending fireworks through me. I’d always known they were sensitive, but I’d never played with them as roughly as he did. They would ache tomorrow, but that would just make everything hotter.
I loved carrying the memory around with me. It was a physical reminder that everything wasn’t just in my head.
Absentmindedly flicking the tips, he started talking again, the dirty words making it impossible to think. “I think we should get these pierced. We can go tomorrow. I’ve been doing some research, and I found a place that’s highly recommended.”
His almost businesslike voice as he was talking about what he wanted to do to me just made it even more erotic. “We’ll start off with something small, but once they’re healed, we can get you something flashy that will show under your shirt at work.”
He was serious?
It wasn’t the first time he’d brought them up, but...piercings?
“You want to...and...in my...” He started tugging on them, pinching them just hard enough to make my cock jerk in the water and making it impossible to think.
“Oh, yes. I know you’ve thought about it. I can see it in your face when I talk about it. You want these pretty tits pierced, don’t you?” The wicked words kept flowing out of him, deep and sexy. “You want me to show you off and play with them while your cock gets harder and you’re so turned on you nearly explode.”
I shouldn’t agree with him...it was just...naughty. “But I can’t...that’s...”
“Wicked?”
“Dirty?”
“Bad?”
“But...” I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to agree with him or not, but it was all those things. That didn’t keep me from wanting it, though.
“But I want these sexy little things decorated, and it’s going to make them even more sensitive. I’ll make you writhe and beg, and they’re going to feel incredible rubbing against your shirt.” He tugged them so they were sticking out from my body. “And I could put little weights on them. You’d love how that felt, my little pain slut.”
He pinched them so hard I cried out, and my hips start thrusting up out of the water, desperate for more. I couldn’t deny what the pain did for me. I was his little pain slut, and he loved it. There was no reason to fight it.
“Please, Master...Please!”
“Does my little slut want more?” He laughed again as I nodded and begged. “What does my dirty angel need?”
“You, please...fuck me...I need...” I needed him inside me. Making me fly with that perfect feeling of being possessed and wanted...loved.
“If that’s what my boy wants.” One hand reached down to start tormenting my cock. I was going to come if he pushed me much further. It was all too much.
“Please! I’m going to...you have to...” The feel of his fingers rolling my nuts in his hand chased the thoughts from my head.
“Into the bedroom then, I’m going to stretch you out and—”
“No! Now please! Don’t make me wait.” I was shaking, and my cock was so hard it ached. All I needed was one good thrust of his dick, and I knew he’d send me flying. I couldn’t wait, and walking would be impossible. I needed to come.
“The condoms are in the bedroom, Angel.”
“I’m clean! Was a virgin! Just fuck me, please!” I might have been just a little out of my mind. But it was his fault, so I wasn’t going to feel bad about it.
“I’m negative, Angel, I was tested, but I don’t want to rush you into that.” His hands started trying to soothe me, but calming down wasn’t what I wanted. “I can show you my—”
He loved me, and he wouldn’t do anything to put me in danger. I knew
that with every fiber of my being. “Make love to me, Master.”
If he said he was safe, he was safe.
Hudson paused for a moment, then his hand started moving roughly on my dick again. Yes! “Does my boy want to be filled with his master’s cum?”
Was it stupid to admit I hadn’t thought of that part?
“I...and you’ll...I...” My brain was definitely broken.
My mind was looped on the endless, naughty things I’d seen online, and I couldn’t move past it. Imagining Hudson doing all those things to me was incredible.
“I think that’s a yes.” He moved his head, and his teeth scraped along my neck, making it even more difficult to function. “One day, I’ll fill you full of my cum and plug you before your shift. How does that sound? Do you want to be my cum slut?”
His lightning fast reflexes were the only thing that kept me from orgasming. Just as my cock started to throb, he grabbed the base of my dick tightly. “Naughty boy. Do you have permission to come yet?”
“I’m sorry.” It was breathy and filled with desperation. “I couldn’t help it.”
“Very bad boy. I’m going to have to punish you later.” The words should have sounded terrible, but the thread of excitement in his voice made me want to moan.
“But I didn’t come.” I wanted the punishment, but I didn’t want him to think I was bad. I knew it didn’t make sense, but I was too far gone to think it through.
“You were so close though, my wicked angel.” His tongue traced along my ear. “I have to make sure you remember who controls this sexy cock.”
“You, Master.” I wasn’t ever going to forget that.
“Reach out and grab the lube, Angel.” The words took a minute to work their way through my brain.
Lube?
Eventually it clicked, and I saw the container at the edge of the tub. He didn’t move his hands away, so it was slightly awkward, but relief poured through me when I finally gave it to him. Crazy images were flashing through my mind and it was all I could do not to beg. I ached.
“That’s my good slut.” The words were naughty and beautiful. “Turn around and straddle my legs.”
Moving was harder than it should have been. My legs were like rubber, and my cock was so hard I was afraid even the brush of the water would make me explode. By the time I’d moved to kneel over his legs, his cock was slick and ready, bobbing out of the water.
Hudson’s hand reached between my thighs to tease my hole. “One day I’m going to have you show me how you work this little hole, how you stretch it and fuck yourself. But I don’t have that kind of patience today.”
One finger sank deep into me, making my toes curl and a low moan escape. It wasn’t anywhere near enough, but it was so good. He fucked me slowly while I knelt over him, begging and shaking. When I started humping back on his hand, he spanked my ass. The pain spread through me, dragging out a low groan.
“Naughty boy.” He pulled almost all the way out of me, then sank back in with two fingers, so he couldn’t have been that mad.
“I need you...Hudson, please...” Two fingers quickly became three. Then his patience must have run out, because soon, I was empty and needy as he guided me over his dick.
“Remember the rule, Angel.” He growled out the words, passion and need etched in his face.
“I’ll—” Whatever I was going to say was lost. I eased down and took him deep in one long motion, and it chased every thought out of my head.
The water wrapping itself around me made everything even better. It was like fingers continually caressing every part of me as his dick stretched me wide. Hudson moaned, and his hands gripped my hips so tight I could feel his fingers pressing into my skin.
“Move, Angel, ride my cock, Boy.” It wasn’t until he growled the command out that I realized I was just grinding on him in slow circles.
There was no reason to wait. I wanted that stretch and the incredible feeling of his cock taking me. It took a few minutes to figure out the rhythm, but in the end, it was just like breathing, a perfect in and out that happened without even thinking.
“God, so beautiful. My angel. I could watch you forever.” One hand moved to wrap around my cock, and he gave it two long, slow strokes before it all became too much.
“Hudson!”
He tightened his grip on my dick and shoved his hips up, slamming his cock into me. Fire shot through me. I exploded. He felt even bigger as I clenched around him and my orgasm crashed over me. I could hear myself crying out, but I couldn’t hold anything back. Wave after wave of pleasure kept coming as he fucked into me, his hips working frantically.
When he finally came, the feel of his cum shooting deep inside me had me shaking with pleasure and emotion. It was the ultimate proof I was his. When we were both finally done, I collapsed onto him, water sloshing in the tub. His cock started to soften, and his arms wrapped around me.
“My sweet, dirty Angel.” The loving words wove their way through me, and I felt tears prickle at the back of my eyes. I’d finally found someone who understood all of me and only loved me more because of the things that made me awkward and different.
He made me feel like his beautiful, dirty angel.
Epilogue
Hudson
Everything had changed so much in one week. Sometimes I turned around, expecting our lives to still be just like they were only a week before, but nothing would ever be the same again.
“Why won’t you tell me where we’re going?” The laughter and pure curiosity in Randall’s voice made me smile.
“Because then it wouldn’t be a surprise.” And I wanted to see the disbelief and shocked arousal flash on his face when he realized where we were going.
He laughed and cocked his head, wiggling in the seat. “What kind of surprise needs something like this?”
I reached over and gave his hard, trapped cock a pat. “The best kind.”
The week had been so stressful for Randall that I’d wanted to give him something as a reward, a surprise he’d remember forever instead of holding onto the memories of meetings and hard decisions. I reached out and turned on the radio, giving my blindfolded lover something to focus on.
He’d done his best to push away the disappointment and frustration of Saturday and relax the rest of the weekend, but I knew it had been eating away at him. I’d even put off the trip to get his nipples pierced to give him more time to process everything. Monday morning, he’d sat in silence as I’d called my broker’s office and arranged for a meeting.
I hadn’t been shocked at the outcome, but I’d been hoping for something different for Randall’s sake. He’d come into a huge inheritance at twenty-one, and evidently, some of the paperwork he’d signed was a Power of Attorney, giving his mother control of the funds.
She’d managed it well, and the money had grown under her guidance, but James had been shocked to discover that Randall knew nothing about the money or the investments. He’d made it very clear that when he’d talked to Evelyn, she’d said Randall had understood everything.
There had been a few tense moments where he was clearly concerned about legal problems, but once we’d explained that Randall just wanted answers and access to the money, everything went much smoother. We’d talked to James for hours about the different investments and how much income could be safely pulled from the trust without eating into the principal, and had gone over things so Randall knew exactly what he had. I never wanted him to feel helpless or trapped by someone else’s decisions again.
Giving control to someone else should be a choice, not something that was stolen from him.
His head had been reeling, but in the end, he’d arranged for money to buy a car and made sure there would be cash available if he needed to pay tuition. Randall said he was going to continue his master’s programs until he knew what he wanted to do, but he’d also started looking at some advanced editing classes as well, so I knew that idea was still rolling around in his head. I just kept telling him
he had plenty of time to make decisions, and I would be there for him every step of the way.
“Tell me about their first day working together?” He gave me a pout, clearly looking for attention.
I reached into my pocket and gave the remote a long pulse. He arched back in the seat and moaned, pleasure making him gasp and thrust his hard cock into the air. “I think I said it went well.”
When he could breathe, he shook his head and slumped back in the seat. “But...but we got distracted before you could tell me details.”
“I honestly wasn’t sure how it would work, but it went better than I could have expected.” When my mother had suggested a solution, I’d thought she’d lost her mind. She was going to remind me forever not to question her logic.
I just think she wanted to get my father out of the house.
“But your dad seems to like it? It’s not weird that he’s technically working for you?” Randall grinned and cocked his head, turning toward me like a puppy.
“It’s going to get weird, eventually. Is it terrible that I’m waiting for him to screw up? Just something small, like forgetting to send in the reports or something.” I had to sigh. I was a terrible son. “He’s probably going to do a great job.”
“Don’t sound so sad about that.” Randall was almost giggling.
“There’s no learning curve for him in that job. When I was learning the different jobs in the company, it felt like there was a mountain of information. This is too easy for him.”
“Well, he has to teach the other guy how to do it. That might be hard.”
I sighed dramatically. “No, because he’s smart and on the ball too. It’s going to go great.” It really was working out well. The new guy was grateful for the opportunity and very willing to learn, and it got my dad out from under my mother’s feet. It was good for everyone.
I buzzed the plug just to watch him squirm again as I was pulling into the parking lot. I’d had to pull a few strings, and it was costing an arm and a leg, but it was going to be worth it.
“Sit tight. I’m going to come around and help you out of the car.” Leaning over, I gave him a peck on the cheek and quickly got out.
