Page 59 of My Bodyguard’s The Boss

“I think you’ve been good for long enough,” Dominic said. “What do you think? Have you earned a reward?”

He pulled Austin gently off his cock. The TV was off, Austin realized. When did that happen?

“Austin,” Dominic said. “Puppy. Speak for me.”

Austin swallowed. “Yes, sir.”

“And what does my puppy want?”

“My collar, sir.”

“Good boy,” Dominic murmured. He leaned forward to pick up the collar from its velvet box, already resting on the coffee table. Austin always wanted his collar when they did a scene nowadays. If it wasn’t available, Austin would beg for Dominic’s hands around his throat. Anything to feel owned.

Austin bent his head. Leather slid around his neck, soft and familiar. The buckle was cool against the nape of his neck as Dominic fastened it in place.

Dominic tugged the collar, forcing Austin’s gaze back up. “What else, puppy?”

“Your cock,” Austin said.

“Predictable.”

Austin wanted to point out that he’d just had it in his mouth, unable to suck it, for at least twenty minutes. But it was hard to talk when he was all floaty like this.

Dominic chuckled, tracing his sticky cockhead over Austin’s swollen lips. “You want it, puppy? Take it.”

He held Austin still by his collar. Then he thrust into Austin’s throat.

Austin groaned, tears springing to his eyes. He loved being used like this. Even as his throat struggled to adjust, even as he choked and had to remind himself to breathe through his nose. He loved being used, especially when Dominic told him what to do.

“That’s it,” Dominic said. “Just sit there and let me use you, puppy. Being so sweet for me.”

Austin gurgled. His throat was finally relaxing, adjusting to the intrusion. This was his favorite part. When all he had to do was sit back and let Dominic use him. After he’d followed his orders, of course. Dominic only used him after Austin had been good for him.

Dominic’s heavy balls slapped his chin. Spit trickled down his neck. Austin’s eyelids fluttered, drunk with pleasure. He could feel Dominic’s thrusts faltering, his cock swelling in Austin’s throat. Any second now…

Dominic growled Austin’s name and came. He yanked the O-chain hard, keeping Austin on his cock as he spilled down his throat.

“Swallow,” Dominic moaned.

They both knew he didn’t need to say it. Austin was already swallowing. But they loved to hear it, just like they both loved to see Austin obey a command.

Austin’s throat clicked around Dominic’s cock until it was spent. Dominic pulled his softening cock out of Austin’s mouth and tugged gently on his collar.

“Up,” he said.

Austin stood, his legs wobbling and numb.

Dominic grinned and sat down, pulling Austin on top of him. He even maneuvered Austin’s legs, so he was straddling him. Austin didn’t need to do anything but brace himself against Dominic’s hairy chest.

“Always take me so well,” Dominic murmured. He kissed him, licking spit from Austin’s stubble and running his hands over Austin’s naked body.

His body was different after the gunshot. Not just because of the scar, an admittedly badass knot over the edge of Austin’s stomach. It had been weeks before he could manage a brisk walk around the block, let alone power-lifting. And with Dominic making sure he was getting the proper nourishment, he had slowly but surely packed on a few pounds.

He was still strong. But he wasn’t exactly toned anymore. He definitely didn’t have a six-pack, which Dominic had been pleased about. Thankfully, it hadn’t affected Austin’s work as much as he thought. Even though he’d had more than a few meetings discussing his expectations for future roles, where Austin nervously said he wouldn’t lose any weight for a role, and the executives whispered for a while before telling him yes. A few had told him to take it or leave it, so Austin left it. He was being offered enough roles that he could stand to lose a few who wanted an underfed version of him that didn’t exist anymore.

“So beautiful,” Dominic said, stroking his fingers over Austin’s soft belly. “Do you wanna come, baby?”

Austin nodded, mostly by habit. His cock was always an afterthought when he was with Dominic. Until he was allowed to touch it, anyway.