I roll so I’m lying on him, and kiss his sternum. “That’s fair. I usually play with guys I’ve met in kink clubs, so I tend to use traffic lights.”
“That works for me.” He cups my face and drags me to him for a kiss. “You are so sexy, baby. I can’t tell you how much it turns me on, knowing you want to feel only me.”
“I’m aching for you, Daddy.”
“I need a few more minutes, I’m afraid. Your blow job skills are far too good.”
Okay, that compliment goes straight to my head, making it swell. If he keeps going, I won’t be able to get out the door. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, Daddy.”
“So, so much.”
I slip off him, snuggle up to him, and close my eyes. I’m happy dozing with him. I might not have got off yet, but I know I will, soon. Besides, I enjoyed giving Emmet a blow job as much as he seemed to enjoy receiving it.
It’s not long before Emmet kisses me. “Be right back. Don’t move.”
I do move, but only to hug the pillow, as I watch him gather the things we’ll need to play: lube, a condom, restraints, a blindfold, and those amazing headphones he gave me to wear during the flight. He’s so damn sexy.
He gets back into bed and dangles the headphones in front of my eyes. “I never thought I’d usetheseduring sex!”
I smirk. “There’s a first time for everything, Daddy.”
His expression becomes a little more serious. He leans down and pecks my lips. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
I nod. I’ve never been more certain of anything. There’s not even an ounce of fear inside me, only a deep, burning need to have as many of my senses shut down as possible, so I can feel nothing but Emmet. It’s all his fault. If he hadn’t behaved the way he did on the plane, I’d never have got the idea for having sex this way.
Next, he shows me the restraints. They’re soft cuffs that attach to leather thongs, which presumably can be attached to the bed. He has two pairs, one for my wrists and the other for my ankles.
“I’ll restrain you first.” He kisses me tenderly, and then works his way over my jaw and down my throat and chest, finishing at my nipple, which he sucks into his mouth, making me gasp.
“Oh, Daddy!”
“I’m going to take care of you, baby.”
I know he will. My heart knows it too. It thrashes expectantly.
He puts the cuffs around my wrists, using his finger to check they’re not too tight, and then lashes the thongs around the bedposts, so my arms are pulled above my head, my wrists resting on the soft, fluffy pillow. He positions my legs next, so my knees are splayed and bent, and my feet are flat on the bed. He restrains me there. I could put my legs down, but I won’t. I’m happy for him to position me. Happy for him to take control.
He puts a cushion under my arse. “How are you?”
“Good, Daddy. Comfortable.”
He smiles and rewards me with a deep, toe-curling kiss. “I’m going to blindfold you next.”
I gaze at him, memorizing his beautiful face before he secures the blindfold over my eyes, blocking out all the light. Mybreath catches in my throat. I’m already relaxing. The trust I have for him is almost overwhelming.
“Still good?” he asks.
“Yes, Daddy. Green.”
He plies me with kisses, on my lips, and then all over my face and chest, each one soft, tender, and wonderful. Unable to move or see, I need to guess where the next kiss is going to land. Some take me by surprise, making me squirm or giggle. Others follow naturally from the one before, leaving me gasping. I’m so hard and desperate for him I could burst.
“I want you, Daddy.”
“Patience, baby.” His Dom voice makes me shiver.
It’s different from other guys I’ve played with. Their voices were stern, bordering on cold. His is warm and comforting, like a hug on a cold winter night.
“This is what’s going to happen after I’ve put the headphones on you.”
