Page 123 of Key of Kink

Then I heard the buzz. A very hefty buzz.

Oh God.

Max wrapped his hand around the base of my cock, and brought the large rounded wand to its head.

Oh shit. He’s trying to kill me.

“M-Max,” I croaked. The vibrations skated a thin line between pleasure and pain as he moved the wand over the head, pausing under the ridge, rolling it over the slit, until I couldn’t stay still a second longer, laughing and crying.

He chuckled. “I’m not laughing at you—I’m laughing with you.”

“Sadist,” I flung at him.

“I don’t have a sadistic bone in my body.”

I barked out a laugh. “You’re a Dom! It goes with the territory. And by the way, you really can’t do innocent.” Then he ran the wand up and down my shaft and I thrashed from side to side, but there was nowhere to go. My breath left me in short staccato bursts.

He pushed the head into my balls, and shit, that went through me.

“Oh God.” I wasn’t sure if I could take much more. I was dangerously close to shooting my load, and although he hadn’t forbidden me to come, I didn’t want the scene to end like that.

I wanted him to be proud of me.

Max’s voice dropped, low and steady. “Take a little more for me?” One hand was on my thigh, a comforting connection. I could almost hear him.

Trust me.

“Yes.” I swallowed. Then the words slipped out before I could catch them. “Yes, Daddy.”

Oh fuck.

I caught my breath. I froze.

The Magic Wand went silent. Max’s hand lay on my thigh, and for a moment neither of us moved.

Oh God, now I’ve done it.

I swallowed again. “I didn’t—” I croaked. “Sorry.”

Max didn’t pull away. He just went very, very still.

“I don’t believe we negotiated the use of that word,” he said quietly.

Fuck.

“I know.” My pulse thudded in my ears. A moment later, the blindfold was gone in a whisper of fabric, and I blinked. Max sat on the bed beside me.

“Where did that come from?” he asked.

I could’ve joked or attempted to deflect. I could even have told him it was the heat of the situation that had gotten the better of me. Instead, I took a deep breath.

Tell him the truth.

“It felt right.”

His jaw tightened a fraction. “That is not a casual word.”

“I know.”