“We had an agreement. You are mine, and running isNOTpermitted, Ethan. You willNEVERleave my side again. Am I clear?” he asked, landing one hell of a slap that made his lover buck in pleasure even as he shouted in pain.
Somehow, he managed to answer him.
“I won’t leave! I swear!” he said, his whole being in a different kind of spiral.
This one into the pleasure.
Oh, fuck.
This had been unexpected.
At his words, and the fact that Ethan was writhing in his lap, Gene was hard all over again. His dick was out, and Ethan was bucking against him as he took his punishment.
God.
This was definite torture for him. Gene would be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying it.
That was for sure.
Pulling him up, Ethan looked wild and feral as his body sang from what had just been done to him.
“Please fuck me,” he begged, as his body was pressed to Gene.
Gene was curious.
“Are you sorry for what you’ve done?” he asked, treating him like a child since he’d behaved like one. In their relationship, if he needed a Daddy, Ethan would get one.
But it wouldn’t be just during sex.
He’d run roughshod over the man, showing him what true control would mean. If that gave him peace and silence, so he could not behave like this again, Gene was more than willing to do that.
Bring.
It.
On.
As he was being touched, Ethan moaned.
His body had gone lax, and he was deliciously aroused by Gene’s big hands inflicting pleasure and pain to his body.
“Yes,” he whispered. “I deserve to be punished.”
Well, at least they agreed there.
As for more, Gene wasn’t even close to being done, but first, he was going to give him something.
Other than a hard, rough fucking.
Gene had picked up a souvenir while in Puerto Rico. He liked collecting rosaries. They were part of his religion, and after the David Neives thing, he prayed.
A.
LOT.
Pulling it from his body, Ethan watched as he took it off. It was purple and had a crucifix hanging from the end.
“You’re mine, and when we get home, I’m getting you a very short leash, and collar. Until then, as long as this is on you, you’re my property. If you run, it’s over, Ethan. I can’t do it again either. I have feelings too.”
