“Can’t wait to see you empty them later. You’re so pretty when you come.”
Danny whined, hips moving restlessly.
“I want to come for you.”
“You will, baby.” He released his hold on his lover’s balls, teasingly trailing his fingers over his ‘taint before resuming the spanking — fast, sharp swats with his fingers. Hard spanks using his entire hand, with long pauses in between to soothe and caress tender flesh.
Danny’s reactions were so gorgeous and unrestrained. He shifted his hips, side to side, then pushed back encouraging each slap of Jordan’s palm. He raised his head to cry out at the sting, then let it fall between his shoulders on a moan. Finally, he sank down to his elbows, face pressed to the mattress as if he could no longer hold himself up under the onslaught of so much pleasure and sensation. The position tilted his ass higher in the air, perfectly displaying reddened skin and trembling thighs.
Jordan paused. The flat of his hand stung, his cock throbbed insistently. He could have fucked him like that. One day soon he would. But tonight, he needed Danny’s small tight body beneath him. He pressed up behind his lover, and pulled him straight up until they were back to chest. Holding Danny with one hand splayed across his chest, he pushed the other into the front of his jock to grasp his shaft. He was hot, erect, the head damp against his palm.
“Hard and slick. Just the way I like it.”
Danny shuddered in his arms. “Jordan. Need...”
When he didn’t finish his sentence, Jordan coaxed him to speak. “Come on, sweetheart. Tell me what you need,” he said, stroking him slow and easy.
“Ah! Need you inside me. You promised.”
“You’ll get it, baby. But you have to undress me first.” He pulled his hand out of the jock with a slow slide of his palm up Danny’s shaft, and guided him to turn around.
“Shirt first.”
Danny nodded. He grasped the hem of Jordan’s shirt, pushing it up. Jordan bent over slightly, helping him to pull it over his head and down his arms. Small fingers danced over his pecs, brushing over his chest hair. Jordan allowed it, watching as his submissive followed the path of dark hair down to his waistband. Jordan stopped him when he toyed with the button of his jeans.
“On your knees.” Danny sank to his knees on the carpet at his command. He kneeled beautifully, spine straight, head bowed, hands soft on his thighs.
“Look at me.” He waited until Danny raised his head, looking at him with that adoring expression he’d previously tried to ignore. “You have no idea how it tempted me seeing you like this. That’s why I called off our scene the other night. I was too close to doing what I told myself I wouldn’t.”
Danny slowly ran his tongue over his bottom lip “What... what did you tell yourself you wouldn’t do?”
Jordan reached down to rub a thumb over that plush lip, following the path his tongue had taken. “I told myself I wouldn’t slide deep inside you and fuck you until you begged me to let you come.”
Danny spoke on a soft exhale, warm breath blowing over Jordan’s thumb.
“Oh.”
“Is that what you want tonight?”
“Yes, Jordan.”
Jordan had to close his eyes for a moment. Danny kneeling, with his name on his lips brought out Jordan’s need to dominate so strongly he had to check himself to make sure he didn’t overwhelm his lover, who was so new to submission.
“You never told me why you don’t want me to say your name like that.”
He opened his eyes to answer. “Because when you say it that way, you sound like my every dream come true. You sound sweet and submissive and like you’re ready to serve your Dom.”
“I am ready to serve. As long as the Dom is you.”
At those softly uttered words, something shifted. Something shifted in the air, no in the emotions between them. Lust was there of course but something else as well. The delicate trust of a submissive given to his Dom. Jordan gladly accepted it knowing it was another step toward strengthening the connection between them.
“That pleases me. I promise to be a Dom worthy of your submission.”
Danny’s dark eyes gleamed with happiness before he shyly lowered his lashes.
Jordan got them back on track so Danny wouldn’t have to kneel too much longer. “Shoes next.” One by one Danny unlaced his shoes and tugged them off along with his socks.
He raised his head. “Your pants?”
“Yes. But stay there and finish.”
Danny reached out with trembling hands and unbuttoned Jordan’s jeans. Once the zipper was down, he pulled them off his hips, Jordan stepping out of them when they fell to his feet. He wore black boxer briefs, and Danny leaned in to press his face to Jordan’s cloth covered groin. A low growl of approval rumbling in his chest, Jordan palmed the back of his head to hold him in that position. Danny scooted closer, nuzzling his balls, his breath hot as it seeped through the cloth.
Jordan wanted to feel skin on skin. He hooked two fingers into the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down, baring his cock. It stood straight up against his stomach. Danny turned his head. At his height, he could only reach the shaft, so he played there, teasing him with little licks until Jordan held his cock down to let him tongue and suck the head.
When those lips closed around his cock, Jordan groaned, his head falling back on his shoulders. The wet heat of his lover’s mouth was heaven. Jordan fed him another inch, watching his lips part to take it in.
With another groan, this one of regret, he forced himself to stop there. Any more and he would be consumed with seeing how much of his shaft Danny could swallow. He pulled his cock out of his mouth and stepped back.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he said as he drew his little sub to his feet. Danny rose gracefully, one foot at a time. His gaze stayed on Jordan’s and he didn’t stumble once. Jordan was impressed. He liked seeing the evidence that Danny had been practicing and told him so. “You did that beautifully.”
“Thank you.”
“Get on the bed for me.”
Danny sat on the foot of the bed, scooting back until he could ease onto the pillows. He lay there, arms raised over his head, one knee raised and out to his side. Open. Vulnerable. Just looking at him had Jordan’s cock throbbing.
Before he joined Danny on the bed, he went around to the nightstand for lube and a condom. The condom he set aside for later. He was well aware of his size. He would have to take time preparing Danny before he even thought about penetrating him with his cock.
First things first, he pulled off that sexy jock strap. His fingers tucked into the waistband, he drew the jock down Danny’s slender legs. When it was off, he held the part that had cradled Danny’s cock to his nose, breathing in the warm musk of his sex.
“I’m keeping these,” he said as he tossed the underwear on his nightstand. Danny covered his face in embarrassment, which made him laugh.
Still smiling, Jordan reached for the lube and poured a little of the silky liquid on his fingers. He circled Danny’s entrance with the pad of one slick finger, teasing, petting the sensitive skin. Planning to both distract and arouse, he leaned down to kiss his lover right as he slipped the tip of one finger inside.
Danny gasped and Jordan took advantage, licking into his mouth. He kissed him deeply, all while steadily working more of his finger in. Jordan repeated the process with a second finger, stretching him open, brushing over that sensitive spot inside that made him moan.
Suddenly, Danny grasped his arm. Jordan stilled, thinking Danny was going to ask him to stop. He looked down at his lover, “Are you all -?”
“Jordan, please. I’m ready. Please come inside me.”
His cock ached to be where Danny wanted him, so he pulled his fingers free, wiping them on the sheet so he could put on the condom. He rolled the latex down, then poured lube on his shaft. His eyes on Danny, he stroked his cock, making sure the entire length was covered. Danny watched him too, eager desire shining in his e
yes.
Jordan moved up on the bed, his cock swaying with the movement. Bracing himself on the mattress with one hand, he grasped his cock with the other and lowered his hips. He was ready... until a brief look of trepidation flashed across Danny’s face. Jordan immediately pulled back. “Are you sure?”
Danny pursed his lips and blew out a breath. “I’m ready. I want to. It just hit me that this is happening.”
“I’ll take care of you sweetheart. You won’t feel anything but pleasure, I promise.”
Again, Jordan lowered his hips, this time receiving no resistance or hesitation from Danny. He fit the head of his cock to his lover’s entrance, rubbing it against the soft skin in slow circles, pushing in a little with each pass. He gave the smallest thrust and the entire head slipped in. Pleasure rippled down Jordan’s spine but he paused to give his lover a moment to adjust. Danny was okay, kiss-red lips parted to let little sighs escape.
Jordan pushed in, more and more, always watching his submissive for his reactions. As promised, he gave him nothing but pleasure. It was evident in the way Danny’s eyes closed, his lashes drifting down to rest on his cheeks, and the moans that poured from his throat.
He paused when he was nearly all the way in, one inch separating their bodies from fully connecting. “You’re doing good, baby. Almost there.”
Danny opened his eyes. While Jordan was lost gazing into their passion-laced depths, Danny planted his feet on the bed and rolled his hips up. And Jordan sank in that final inch.
A full-body shudder went through Jordan at the wondrous feel of his entire shaft buried deep inside his lover. He looked down, needing to see their bodies pressed flush together. “Oh, sweetheart. Look at you. You took all of me.”
“You’re so big,” Danny whispered.
“And you’re so small and tight.”
Almost as a test, Jordan drew back a little before gently pressing inside. They both moaned at the sensation, proving they fit well together.
Danny licked his lips. “More of that, please.”
A smile tugged at the corner of Jordan’s mouth. He would definitely give him more. He pulled his hips back again, this time withdrawing until only the thick head of his cock remained inside. Then he pushed back in in a long, slow slide.
“Like that?”
“Mmmm...” Danny moaned, his eyes drifting closed once more.
Jordan couldn’t hold back any longer. The tight heat gripping his cock and the ache in his balls demanded he fuck his lover. He pulled out and pushed back in, faster than before, repeating the motion again and again, their bodies coming together with the slap of skin on skin. Mindful of his size, Jordan kept the movement of his hips smooth and steady. But each thrust was deep, reaching as far inside as he could go.
The scent of their sex rose in the air, heady and thick, while the bed softly bounced and squeaked beneath them. Danny drew his knees up, his bare toes delicately brushing Jordan’s thighs every time their bodies rocked together. He tightly gripped Jordan’s arms, his moans growing in volume and desperation until he finally gasped and called out his name.
“Jordan! I need to come.”
Jordan answered, his voice thick with lust as he continued to thrust. “You want to come? Come with my cock deep inside you?”
“Oh, God!” Danny’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. “Jordan, please!”
There was so much Jordan wanted to teach him. How to delay his orgasm. How to come with his cock untouched. But for tonight, he gave his sub what he asked for, what he needed. He switched to holding himself up with one hand so he could grasp Danny’s straining cock with the other. He stroked him, tight and fast, until Danny cried out, head pressed into the pillow, spine arching in a lovely curve.
“Come for me, angel.”
Danny’s cock pulsed and he spilled into Jordan’s hand and onto his own belly as he climaxed. Jordan continued to stroke him through it, until the last shudder died away and he collapsed onto the mattress.
Jordan was filled with satisfaction at seeing his lover basking in the afterglow, sweat and cum glistening on his smooth, dark skin. But he still needed to find his own release.
“I’m not finished with you yet,” he growled before changing their position, tossing his lover’s slender legs over his arms. With Danny folded and tucked beneath him, he let his hips swing freely, his thrusts tempered just shy of pounding. The rippling aftershocks of Danny’s release squeezed his cock, and he groaned deep in his chest. “Fuck, you feel so damn good.”
His orgasm was building and he let it, his eyes locked on Danny’s as the base of his spine tingled and his balls drew up tight and hard. It was Danny’s small hands cupping and kneading his pecs that set him off. Jordan’s orgasm shot up his throbbing shaft, pouring out of him in steady pulses that took his breath away even as he groaned his lover’s name.
“Danny.”
His eyes closed and fists twisted in the sheets, Jordan let the climax roll through him, a pleasure so deep it reached his bones. Slowly, the sensations began to fade, his breathing slowed, and his heartbeat returned to normal. Leaning down, Jordan touched their foreheads together. “I’m going to pull out now, okay?”
“Okay.”
He did so slowly and carefully. When they were no longer connected, he eased to his side. Danny turned on to his side too. Jordan tucked him into the curve of his body, caressing his back and ass. “You were perfect.” Danny gave him a sated version of his usual beaming smile.
“So were you.”
Seeing his submissive so content and satisfied pleased Jordan. He’d be happy to make him feel good every night. For now, he pressed a kiss to Danny’s temple. He had to go out later to do what he did best, protect the citizens of St. Louis. But at that moment, his only concern was the man he held close in his arms.
Chapter Twelve
N
ow that Danny was in his life, Jordan’s schedule was busier than ever. His days were spent in the body shop. At night, he roamed the streets fighting bad guys. But his evenings. His evenings were spent with Danny. They’d only been together for a few weeks, but he was already addicted to Danny’s presence. He couldn’t wait to see him again after work. But why did he have to wait until then? Maybe Danny could be persuaded to come and spend the day with him. He picked up the phone and called his boyfriend’s cell.
“I want to see you,” he said as soon as Danny answered.
“Hello, Jordan. How are you?”
Jordan had to smile at the gentle rebuke. Danny might be a submissive but he had no problem keeping him in line outside the play room. “Let me start again. Hello, Danny. How’s your morning going?”
“It’s going great. I helped my roommate out with his latest cosplay and I’m about to get started on a commissioned piece.”
“That sounds good. I want to see you.”
A soft laugh drifted across the line at his impatience.
“I want to see you too.”
“Would you like to come and work here today? My office has great light. And we can order in for lunch.”
“I’d like that. I can be there in thirty minutes.”
“Perfect. See you soon.”
Feeling victorious that he’d convinced Danny to spend more time with him, Jordan got up and went to grab the secretary desk and chair from the entry way. Since there was no one up there to see him displaying his unusual strength, he hefted them both, carrying desk and chair back to his office. Once he set up a work space for Danny, he settled down to impatiently wait for him to arrive.
About twenty minutes later, he stood up to stretch and wandered over to the glass wall that overlooked the garage below. He looked down and saw Nina approaching Danny, who’d walked in from the street. Jordan hadn’t thought to tell him to use the private entrance and since the garage was open, he must have figured it made sense to come in that way.
He rushed from the room and down the stairs. By the time he made it to the garage Danny stood with Nina and
two others from his crew. They were good-naturedly teasing him about his car, asking him if he was there to trick it out.
“He’s mine. Play nice,” Jordan said as he strode up to the small group. Then he smiled at Danny. “Hey.”
“Hi.”
Nina looked at him with an eyebrow raised. “Yours?”
“Yes.” He wrapped a hand around the nape of Danny’s neck, gently stroking a thumb up behind his ear.
Nina grinned. “I see. It’s a good thing I showed you that picture then, huh?”
Danny turned back to Nina. “You were the one? I’m so glad you did, thank you!”
“You’re welcome. You both are,” she said with a pointed glance at Jordan.
Jordan didn’t respond other than with a slight nod of acknowledgement before he herded Danny over to the elevator. “I’m glad you came.”
“How could I have turned down your offer of great light and free food?” Danny teased as they stepped inside.
“I’ll resort to whatever bribery necessary to get you to spend time with me.”
Danny laughed. “You’re the Dom. Can’t you order me to?”
Unable to resist touching his lover, he put his hands on Danny’s narrow hips, feeling the warmth of his body through his faded blue jeans. “I’d rather persuade you. Get sweeter results that way.”
The elevator stopped with a pleasant chime, so he reluctantly released his hold and led the way back to his office.
“This is nice.”
It was Danny’s first time on this level. Jordan stood back and let him check it out. The front wall was almost entirely made of glass so that he could see the garage below. But none of the noise filtered into the office.
“Sound proof glass,” Danny said with an approving nod. That’s helpful for when you’re up here working while the shop is open.
“Yeah, and it’s one-way too. I can see out but they can’t see in. Which means they can’t see this.” He pulled Danny into his arms for a kiss. When they broke apart, Danny swayed slightly, his eyes closed.
“You give the best kisses,” Jordan whispered. “So soft. Just like you.”
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