I got another low laugh from him, and he gave my ass a smack, but instead of slowing down, he started fucking me faster. His fingers stretched me, brushing up against that perfect bundle of nerves that made everything even more incredible.
When his fingers finally pulled out, I was shaking, and a cry of protest escaped before I could stop myself. Houston just ignored it, though, and quickly brought something hard to my hole. The blunt tip of what I thought was a plug started pushing at me, and it stretched me even more. Everything was slightly fuzzy and almost perfect by the time it was fully seated, and my ass closed up around the base, holding it tightly inside me.
Need and desire were making my head swim, but I could also feel my submission wrapping around me like a soothing blanket that had been missing for too long. Houston’s hands made long sweeping motions over my ass, teasing the plug and the still-sensitive skin from the earlier spanking.
I didn’t know how long he kept me there, but by the time he started urging me to straighten, all I wanted to do was lean against him and soak up the pleasure. “That’s my good boy.”
The plug shifted and brushed up against my prostate, making me gasp, but Master didn’t wait for me to catch my breath. He just smiled and held me steady. “On my lap again. It’s time for our talk.”
It took a moment for the words to fully register, but by that time he was already walking me back to the chair. Curling up in his lap again, that time filled with the plug and the swirl of emotion and need coursing through me, I just relaxed into him.
I’d do anything he wanted, but thinking was nearly impossible.
As he wrapped me in his arms, running his hands over me with more confidence than he’d had the first time, I just sighed. Master didn’t let me relax, though. He reached over to the side table and grabbed a piece of paper that I couldn’t remember being there before.
His deep, firm voice said he wasn’t going to let me get away with not answering. “Limits, Pet. We’re going to discuss each one of these, and if you’re good, you might get a reward when we’re done.”
“I…I…it…” My brain couldn’t keep up. “Yes, Master.”
“Good boy.” Houston’s words were tender, but his expression was wicked. I almost didn’t want to know what he was going to say next. “And I know it’s hard, Pet, but I have something that will help you stay focused.”
Master’s hand moved to reach over to the small table again. That time, a small remote appeared. Before it could even register what the little device was for, the plug started to vibrate and lightning shot up my spine. My cock was so hard it ached, and all I could do was writhe on Master’s lap while he played with the toy lodged deep inside me.
When he finally let it stop, and I could make my eyes focus on him, he was smiling. “That’s going to make sure I get nice full answers from my boy. Now, first one.” He pointed to the long list now sitting on the arm of the chair. “Tell me how you feel about spankings, Pet.”
Fuck.
It was going to be a long night.
Chapter 15
Houston
My boy had done so well, but by the time we were halfway through the list, he was finished. Shaking and impossibly erect, he fought to find his words, but answering the questions about his limits was becoming more difficult than he could manage.
We’d gone through enough of the items and questions I’d wanted answered that I knew where we stood, but he was so much fun to watch, I didn’t want to stop. Releasing the button on the remote, I held him as he sagged against me and tried to remember what he was saying before he’d needed some encouragement to keep going.
“I don’t and…” Reece took a shaky breath and tried again. “Master, what was the question?”
Wrapping my arms around him tighter, I started stroking his arm and leg in long, soothing motions. “I think we’re done for the night. You did a very—”
Reece broke in, desperation clear in his voice, his eyes wide with frantic need. “No, but Master, please, I want to do a good job.”
His shaking hands reached out to grip mine. “I can do it.”
So goddamned perfect.
“I know you can. But I promised you a reward if you were a good boy.” Running my fingers up his legs, I reached out and tweaked one of his nipples to watch him squirm. He was so beautiful to tease and edge, and I knew he was going to be even more incredible when he was tied up and completely at my mercy.
From his reactions to the restraint questions, Reece wasn’t going to have any problem with that scene at all. Trailing my hand down his chest while he fought to get his breathing under control, I let my fingers circle his straining cock and teased at it just enough to make him squirm.
Never enough to come—but always enough to make him crazy.
“What kind of reward does my boy want? I’m going to let you pick this time, Pet.” We’d already discussed the fact that he didn’t want or need to control much of what went on in the bedroom. Reward, punishment, sex, or scenes, he seemed to prefer giving up everything to his Dominant.
That was fine with me.
The control freak inside of me relished the idea of having him under my touch and command. And knowing that he didn’t mind more of a lifestyle situation when we were home was pure perfection. There would be a learning curve for both of us, because I’d never had a live-in submissive before and he’d never lived with anyone like that either, but I’d found a good way to get very clear answers from my pet.
Reece just blinked up at me, too horny and too confused to process the information. Thinking had gotten harder in the last few minutes, and I’d known that having to focus enough to speak had been the only thing that’d kept him from sinking deep into subspace.
I gave his cock long, slow strokes to keep him on edge but hopefully still able to think. “What kind of reward do you want, Pet? Do you want to come like this? Do you want my mouth on that sexy cock? What would please my boy?”
We’d discussed rewards and punishments, although I knew we’d both have more questions eventually. Reece had understood the options during our discussion, but now I was starting to think I’d pushed him a little too far. Or at least too far to ask him to make any choices.
Reece finally shook his head and swallowed hard, forcing the words out. “Yes…I…reward…”
Not a sentence—but at least I hadn’t broken him. Not rushing him, I tried to keep my touch careful and light, not giving him more pleasure than his brain could handle. I also didn’t want to let him come unless that was what he was going to ask for.
Eventually, he found an entire sentence. “I want you to fuck me.”
My cock jerked, and I struggled not to groan. “Is that what you want, or is that what you think that I want, Reece? I know that’s a big step for you. There’s no rush. I can play with you more, and—”
He leaned forward and touched his lips to mine, silencing me. When he pulled back, he smiled softly, finally finding his words. “It’s what I want. I was picturing how your cock would feel sliding into me the first day I moved in here. I have no desire to wait.”
Reece leaned in and kissed me again. That time filled with more heat and need. Easing away, he reached up and wrapped his arms around me, giving me a naughty little grin. “Don’t you want to take my virginity, Master?”
Fuck.
Yeah, I was an asshole caveman, but damn, that was hot. “You don’t play fair, sweet sub. I might have to punish you later for that. After I’ve made that ass mine. That’s what you want, isn’t it? To have your master take you and fuck you? To claim you?”
Reece moaned and nodded, rocking his hips so his plugged ass rubbed against my leg. My needy boy was clearly ready for more. And another punishment, if he wasn’t careful. He’d asked to be fucked, not to come. There was a difference.
Tightening my grip on his cock, I pulled him closer and took his mouth in a heated kiss.
I was going to give my boy a night to remember.
His lips w
ere soft and strong, and the effortless way that he offered his mouth up, not passive but not taking control, made me want more. But if I wasn’t careful, he was going to get off before we’d even gotten to the best part. Pulling away, I gave him one last tender peck, then pinched the head of his cock. It wasn’t enough to hurt, just startle him and get his attention.
“Are you supposed to be fucking yourself on that plug?” I growled the words out, and he stilled, shaking his head and trying not to move. Before he could reply, I kept going. “Your pleasure belongs to me, Pet. Is that clear?”
Reece moaned as I started petting his cock again. The quick flash of pain hadn’t made him go soft, but I wanted to keep him right on the edge of crazy. At least until my cock was buried deep inside him. “Pet, is that clear?”
He managed to answer at the second prompt, but it took more effort than my previous questions. “I…I…Yes, Master.”
He was going to sink into subspace beautifully, but not today. And unfortunately, I was going to have to let him find his brain again, at least a little, if I was going to get him to the bedroom. Releasing his cock, I caressed up his leg and over his arms. “You’re going to stand up, and I’m going to lead you to my bedroom, Pet. Then you’re going to get your reward.”
Reece nodded and slowly started to rise on slightly unsteady legs. He found his balance, though, so I reached out to grab the lube and stood, putting a steadying hand on his back. When we started out of the room, and it was clear he didn’t need my help to walk, I let my hand wander down over his ass and nudged the base of the plug.
He gasped and stopped for just a moment before he kept going. “That’s my pet. Who does your pleasure belong to?”
Giving the toy another wiggle, I heard him inhale sharply. He stumbled over the answer but finally managed it. “You, Master.”
“That’s right. No matter what we’re doing, Pet. Now, as we talked about before, when we’re in public or there are other people around, I won’t push you or embarrass you—unless that’s what you want, Pet.” I gave a low laugh as he shook his head and moaned in frustration. “I saw how you were watching Eli and Rand at the bar. However, we’ll discuss that first before I make any decisions.”
His reply was cut off as I nudged the plug, then moved my hand to give his ass a squeeze. It wasn’t as tender as it was before, but I knew he could still feel it by the way he arched and the small hitch in his step.
I wasn’t sure if he’d become nervous as we got closer, but given the way his breathing increased and erection bobbed up and down, excitement seemed to be his only response. I gave his ass another pat and tossed the lube on the bed. “Climb up and kneel in the center. I want to see my sexy boy.”
My gaze stayed fixed on Reece as he walked straight over to the bed and climbed up. The flash of the plug and his pink ass temptingly on display as he made his way to the center of the mattress made it impossible to look away. When he was kneeling, hands resting lightly on his thighs and legs spread, I started to strip.
I took my time folding my clothes and not letting myself rush. Reece needed time to catch his breath, and I wanted to give him a moment to make sure he wasn’t going to change his mind. But with his hard cock still on display and the way his eyes followed every movement, I didn’t think that was going to happen.
The shirt and shoes were easy. Socks went in the dirty clothes hamper, and I reached for my belt. Slowly pulling it through the loops, I watched Reece’s eyes track the movement, and he licked his lips. I knew there were fantasies running through his head, but I wasn’t going to push that time.
I liked seeing the pleasure and need flow across his face too much to interrupt it.
He may have been excited and needy, but I felt my heart rate increase and I found myself moving even slower. Not willing to let my own insecurities show, I hung the belt up on the hook in the closet and walked over to the center of the room again.
Reece was nibbling on his lower lip, and his tongue flicked out to lick at the delicate skin as he stared intently. Opening the button, I eased the zipper down and let the pants slide to the floor. Bending over to pick them up, I heard a low moan come from the bed and turned my head to see Reece leaning forward for a better look.
As I started to stand, I cleared my throat, lifting one eyebrow once I had Reece’s attention on my face instead of lower parts of my anatomy. Seeing the need and desire in his eyes, without any reservations about what I was wearing, had my nerves quieting.
The black satin panties, very similar to the blue ones he’d admired, were almost plain compared to some that I owned, but they’d still held Reece’s gaze. They barely restrained my hard cock that was positioned up one side of the panties.
Leaving them on, I took my time making my way across the room. Reece watched me, his fingers absently caressing his knees while he strained against the order to stay still. The silky fabric rubbed over my dick, making it even harder for me to keep my movements slow and even.
As I reached the edge of the bed, I moved one hand to trail my fingers over my erection and finger the edge of the panties. Reece moaned and finally gave in. “Can I touch you, Master?”
The polite words had my cock jerking, and he made a strangled sound that made me smile. “You said you wanted your reward to be feeling my cock slide deep inside you. You never said anything about touching me. Is my pet asking for two rewards?”
Reece looked stricken. He clearly wanted both, but deciding was beyond him. When he finally started to respond, I shook my head before he could speak. “I can’t wait to feel your hands on me, Pet, so we’re going to call that my reward for the night.”
His expression was a mixture of relief and excitement. His twitching hands shifted on his knees, but the rest of his body stayed still as he fought for control. Climbing up on the bed, I lay back against the pillows, inches from his body, and stretched out. “Come here, Pet.”
Reece moved slowly, and if it weren’t for the way he looked at me and the little shivers running through him, I might not have realized how eager he was. Hard cock swaying, he straddled my legs, glancing up at me to make sure it was alright, and then let his hands start exploring my chest.
He took his time tracing muscles and letting his fingers find little spots that made me want to moan. He didn’t rush, even though I knew where he wanted to caress. I wasn’t sure what he was thinking exactly but incredible pleasure aside, I liked seeing the flashes of emotion and thoughts that flickered across his face.
By the time his hands were caressing the edge of the panties, we were both breathing hard and the cloth was damp with precum. When Reece’s fingers finally crossed whatever invisible barrier was in his mind, he started to speak.
“I never thought about guys wearing stuff like this until I started working at the new job. It wasn’t something that I had an issue with; I just never really considered it. But working there, I started to get curious.” His fingers traced over my erection, rubbing the smooth material against my dick and making it even harder, if that were possible.
“When I saw you standing in the doorway, so broad and almost angry while talking about wearing panties, I lost almost every thought in my head. I had no idea what to say. You were like a walking, talking fantasy.” His touch was incredible, but the desire in his voice was even hotter.
When I didn’t stop his exploration, he glanced up at me and started moving down the bed, stretching out between my legs. “And then I saw you standing over there by the dresser. Fuck, the things that went through my head as you just stood there. You looked incredible.”
His face lowered until his cheek was nuzzling against my cock, not trying to lick or even free me from the panties, just continuing the slow exploration of my body. It was beyond maddening. He had either forgotten that I hadn’t come yet, or he was just that intent on discovering me.
Probably both.
And not having had many chances to explore a male lover, he was probably curious but nervous. I may have been so
hard I hurt, but I would do my best to let my pet take his time. Even if I died of a heart attack first.
When he finally peeked up at me, his eyes were heated, but I could see the nerves showing. He leaned down and kissed the base of my dick through the panties. “Can I see what you look like?”
Nodding, because everything that wanted to come out of my mouth was either too dirty or too teasing for the serious moment, I lifted my hips so he could slide the panties down. When my erection was freed and the panties were just below my hips, he leaned in again, letting his lips press against me.
Then the exploration started again.
He was either a very tactile learner or was trying to make me nuts.
When I didn’t stop him, because with his mouth so close to my dick it didn’t even occur to me, honestly, his tongue started tracing up my length. Low moans rolled out of me and I didn’t try to hide how his touch affected me. I didn’t want there to be any confusion about how incredible his touch was.
He licked and nuzzled against me but never took me in his mouth. I knew how good it would feel, but my mind went back to everything he’d talked about and I knew there was a reason. Letting him go as far as he was comfortable with, I tried to relax and let him learn what pleased me, but staying passive was nearly impossible.
When I’d reached my tipping point, I brought my hand up to his face and cupped his cheek. “Come here, Pet.”
Reece gave my cock one last kiss, then started crawling up my body. His cock rubbed against mine, making us both moan and my entire body jerk as the sensation flooded through me. I reached down and gave his ass a light smack. He groaned, more pleasure than pain, and moved his hard length away from mine. “I’m sorry, Master.”
“I’m not sure you are, Pet.” Pulling him against me, I took his mouth in a long kiss. Letting my hands caress his back and down over his ass to nudge the plug, I deepened the kiss and the need grew. I could taste a little bit of the beer he’d drunk earlier, but it was mostly just Reece.
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