Page 128 of Pretty ’n Peak

Teo was trembling. “Good.” Another deep breath. “Yeah, good. That’s it, right?”

“I think we could fit another one.” But, God, it would be unbearably tight. Each of the hoops was almost an inch in height.

“I think that’s enough.”

“I’m proud of you,” he told him, nibbling at his ass again, tracing over those stockinged legs. “Not just for taking that so well for me, but for trying out something new and stating your limits.”

Teo rocked back into him, probably nodding his head. “Thank you, Daddy.”

With gentle care, Austin tucked everything back into Teo’s panties. The stretchy fabric wouldn’t do almost anything to relieve the weight—just apply pressure from a different angle.

“Fuck,” Teo swore.

Maybe, Austin thought, he could leave these with Teo. Tell his pretty peach to put them on while he was sitting in that chair and putting on his makeup.

Austin cut off the thought. Neither of them had even committed to doing this again. Sure, Teo had worn those panties today for him… and shaved… and was now stretched out and begging for him… but that didn’t mean anything beyond the night.

He forced his attention back to the present. Which wasn’t at all difficult.

It was time to give Teo what he’d asked for.

Austin stretched out over his back again, letting his denim-covered bulge rub against Teo’s ass and bound balls. Fuck, he could do this all night. Work himself off on those soft globes while Teo moaned and panted beneath him.

But instead he picked up the flogger and trailed it over Teo’s back while tracing the same path with his other hand. It was sensual for both of them, but it was also necessary for him to know exactly where Teo’s body was. The top of his broad shoulders. The bottom of his ribs. His spine, lined up exactly with Austin’s firm cock against his ass.

“Ready?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

With one hand on Teo’s lower back, he started up a figure-eight pattern that he could maintain with just a twist of his wrist. This wouldn’t hurt, just heat the skin like a massage.

“Ahhhhh…” Teo sighed. He’d gotten antsy at this point last time, wondering what was next, but this time he appeared completely relaxed, trusting in what was to come.

Austin slowly increased the pressure, moving up and down the wide canvas to cover every inch. He traced over the lower area, feeling the growing heat against his palm.

When the strikes got hard enough that he was working from the elbow, Teo started to grunt and push back into his hand.

“How are you doing, sweetheart?”

“Gooooood.” His words were slurred and happy. “My brain doesn’t even know what to think but it’s… really good.”

“Ready for more?”

“Yes, please.”

“Stingy or thuddy?”

“Can we try thuddy this time, Daddy?”

God, sweetest words he’d ever heard. Austin considered his options. He had a short tawse or a stiffer flogger. Both would work, but to different effect.

He ran his hands down Teo’s back. Maybe he’d give the boy a choice. Or maybe he’d just try both.

He reached for the thick handle of the heavy suede flogger, playing it over Teo’s back a few times to tease, as well as confirming the length and distance. But that was all the warning he gave.

He brought down the full length of the falls slowly, maximizing the thud, but with plenty of force. Enough of these and there would be bruises.

“Ohhh…” Teo groaned. He sounded like he was melting into the bed.