Page 45 of My Bodyguard’s The Boss

“Maybe I was just checking you were doing your job,” Austin said breathily.

Dominic squeezed him harder, feeling Austin’s cock twitch through the layer of denim. Austin’s head fell back, then quickly snapped back up as he kept up the defiant act.

“You weren’t checking up on me,” Dominic said. “You were teasing me. Admit it.”

“I don’t—” Austin bit his lip, muffling a moan as Dominic pressed him harder against the sink. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I think you do.” Dominic leaned in, brushing his lips against Austin’s ear. “I think you wanted me to pull you away from his reverent shit. All those big eyes, begging for you to take control of them. You wanted me to drag you in here and show you who’s really in control.”

Austin gasped, the noise incredibly loud in the otherwise silent bathroom. Bar music thumped through the walls, but it was so distant with Austin against him.

“I’m…” Austin swallowed. “I’m in control.”

“No, you’re not.” Dominic leaned back, wrapping a hand around his throat and feeling it bob. “You never wanted to be in control. The moment you saw me, you wanted to get on your knees and do whatever I said.”

Austin’s mouth fell open. His pupils were huge, reflecting the dim bathroom light. His lips were so pink. Dominic wondered how much his throat still ached from this morning, even after the tea Domnic made him drink while they were watching movies.

Dominic’s hand tightened around his throat. “Admit it.”

“I wanted that,” Austin said in a rush. “I want it. Fuck, Dominic, I want it so bad.”

“Yeah? You get hot for all your bodyguards, or just me?”

“Just you,” Austin said. “Only you, you’re so⁠—”

He cut off with a whine as Dominic tightened his grip even more. Not too hard, nothing to actually damage him. Most of the pressure was going on the sides, not on the windpipe. But it didn’t matter. Austin panted, his face going red as if Dominic was actually cutting off his air.

“I’m so what?” Dominic prompted. “I must be pretty special if I made you parade all over the bar with half your tits out. Or do you do that for everyone you want to dominate you?”

“Just you,” Austin repeated. He keened, straining against Dominic’s hold. “Shit, Dominic. I’ll do whatever you want.”

A thousand ideas ran through Dominic’s head. He would never run out of things he wanted to do to Austin. But tonight he wanted to keep it simple.

“Turn around,” Dominic said. “Bend over. Hands on the sink.”

He stepped back. Austin stumbled around, bracing his hands on the sink.

“Good,” Dominic said. He stepped back, rubbing his clothed cock on Austin’s ass. “So obedient. It must be exhausting putting on that badass act when all you really want is for someone to tell you to bend over.”

Austin moaned. His arms shook, and Dominic wondered whether it was from his workout this morning or from being so overwhelmed.

Dominic kissed his neck. “I’m going to fuck you now. Do you have lube?”

“Back pocket,” Austin croaked.

Dominic fished a tube of travel-sized lube out of his pocket and held it up admiringly. “Huh. Prepared little slut.”

“What can I say? I was a boy scout.” Austin’s cocky grin dropped into another gasp as Dominic yanked his jeans down under his ass and slapped his left cheek. It quivered under the impact, and Dominic sent out a thank-you to whatever shitty trainer told him to do all those squats when they forgot to teach him about form.

“Gonna have to be quiet,” Dominic told him as he lubed his fingers up. “Can you do that, or do I have to cover your mouth?”

“Second one,” Austin said.

“Eager,” Dominic muttered. He slipped two fingers inside Austin’s hole, holding him still when he jerked against him. “Stay still, puppy. I’ll give you what you need.”

Austin groaned. He was so loud that Dominic considered shutting him up earlier than he anticipated. But then Austin bit his lip, muffling his noises even as Dominic curled his fingers against his sweet spot.

“Already loose,” Dominic said, shoving a third finger in. “Have you been playing with yourself?”