“No, baby. Just relax and let Daddy feast on you.”
Mateo groaned, but his muscles went slack again. “It’s hard, Daddy. Want you inside me.”
God, he wanted that, too.
But not mere moments after Mateo had been crying about his family and identity. And not when they’d have to pause everything to negotiate new limits and expectations.
“Not today, Peach. But I’ll take care of you. Close your eyes and wait right here.”
With his closet organized so carefully, it only took him moments to find what he needed.
“Raise your arms.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
That eagerness would never get old.
Austin bound him gently, with fur-lined straps that clipped to the headboard, keeping his wrists together. “Comfortable?” There was still a pillow underneath him from the massage. That would support his shoulders and raise his ass just a little bit.
“Yeah.”
“I’m going to give you a blindfold. Lift your head.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He kissed Mateo’s forehead before sliding on the supple mask.
He’d never done scenes that were so gentle before. The rush of power was the same—he was in charge, and he would have his sub begging for the pleasure and pain that only he could dole out. Only now it was enhanced by this endless pool of tenderness.
He stroked down Mateo’s legs, then nudged them apart.
Mateo hummed, his little sounds so responsive to every touch.
Austin climbed between his legs and resumed his stroking. “You’ve played with plugs before?”
“Uh… no. I have a dildo, though.”
“They’re not quite the same. How big is the dildo?”
“Uh… pretty slender. Not as big as you. When I got it, I wasn’t sure if I would like it.”
“Hmmm… We’ll have to change that. I’ll send you home with some new toys. How would you like to use them when we’re on the phone? Daddy would tell you just what to do.”
Mateo groaned. “Yes, Daddy.”
“And the rest of the time, no playing with the pretty cock at all. Understand?”
With the way Mateo had responded to sucking him off last night without being able to come, he already knew this would be a hit.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“But today we’re going to try out a plug. It’s a big one, but I think you can take it for me.”
He ran the smooth metal over Mateo’s back, letting him feel the round shape and heft of it.
“That seems…Really big.”
“We’ll work up to it. And remember, you can always stop if it’s too much.”