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“Good boy.” Tanner returned to expertly sucking on me. It was probably my favorite sexual activity next to going down on him. He deserved an award for his oral skills. I always thought he was a cocky pretty boy in high school, but I was wrong. Tanner always stepped up to the plate, doing things for others, and being an all-around good guy. Why the hell was I thinking about past stuff? My Sir was sucking on my cock like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted and my mind was a million miles away.
A harsh slap on my inner thigh brought me out of my thoughts. “Ow! What did I do, Sir?”
“I asked you two times if you were close and you ignored me.”
“I was overthinking again. Please make me come. I’ll pay attention.”
“I want you in the moment, Dane,” he growled as he increased the pressure of his hand around my dick. “Beg Daddy.”
Begging aroused me as much as anything else Tanner ordered me to do. However, I wanted to see his slightly sadistic side come out to play. His rougher handling of me would put me in my place faster than I could blink. Something must have flickered across my features because Tanner wrapped his huge hand around my upper right thigh and squeezed. Keeping my face as neutral as I could, I loved watching him slowly scan for some sort of sign of what I desperately needed from him. “I just can’t remember how.”
“Are you sure this is how you want to play, babyboy?”
Tanner only said something sickeningly sweet before he destroyed me in the most delicious way possible, much like a retail associate using their customer service voice when they were close to telling a customer off. I could probably count on one hand the number of times he had called me the adorable pet name. It happened before unleashing hellfire across my ass, my attitude, or whatever else stood in the way of him taking care of me.
“I’m definitely not playing, hotshot.”
Adding insult to injury was not a good plan, and yet I wanted repercussions. I wanted to feel his hands on me. I wanted him to manhandle me across the mattress. No, I needed him to do those things.
“Noted.” Tanner stood and before I could process what he was doing, he had me across his lap. His hard palm struck the top of each of my thighs. I wanted him to push me to the edge of an orgasm and not spank me. “You’ll be lucky if I let you come for the next few days.”
“I’m sorry, Sir. Please let me come.” Backpedaling in a huge way, I used the sappiest tone I could muster.Shit. Orgasm denial had been a topic we’d discussed in the past, but he’d never denied me one.
“I bet you are.” He targeted the lowest curve of my butt, both thighs, and the tender juncture where my ass and thighs met. It hurt so much worse than I expected. Tanner expertly paddled my ass with only his hands. If he selected an implement, I’d be truly sore. After a few more minutes of nothing but me groaning, he paused. Kneading his fingers into either side of my ass, his touch was punishing rather than soothing.
“I’m so sorry, Daddy,” I apologized profusely. “Really sorry.”
“We’re going to try something else.” He slapped his hand across the expanse of my ass once before sliding me onto the mattress. “Something that helps you remember exactly how important you are to me, as well as how to listen. When I tell you to do something, I expect you to do it immediately.”
Tanner bit the base of my neck, licking a line up to my earlobe before sucking it possessively. It was one of my sensual spots, a place that hadn’t been touched and teased enough in my life, and I moaned. “Yes, Sir.”
“Stay still.”
I didn’t like the sound of that and yet the anticipation drove a swarm of nerves through my body at dizzying speeds. He returned quickly, positioning me away from him and up on all fours. Thinking he was going to spank me some more I braced myself for another round, but something cold and hard pressed against my tight back hole. I was so far in over my head this time.
“Sir,” I protested.
“You have your safeword and your colors. You pushed for a reaction. Accept it.”
Swallowing hard, I obeyed. Tanner would never do anything to cause me actual harm or hurt me, but it didn’t mean he wouldn’t push against my boundaries when I bratted. Or when I needed a reminder of his dedication to us. Tanner wouldn’t leave me, but sometimes I found myself stuck in my head about it. I did my best not to clench around the object as he inserted it into my asshole. I preferred being teased anally with his fingers or his cock rather than having toys inserted but I’d pushed for more. A strange sensation prickled my nerves, burning as it went deeper until I was groaning. “I don’t like it.”
“A new plug dipped in ginger oil.” Tanner reached through my legs and cupped my balls. Something about his gentle touch coupled with the terrible burning flamed my nerves and brought me close to an orgasm. Without warning, he turned me around so I was laying underneath him, pinned by his weight.
“Take it out, Tanner.”
“Watch your tone.” He slapped my inner thighs, harshly. Though he wouldn’t land any near the base of my cock, the closeness and the pain thwarted my brat. “Try again.”
“Please remove it, Sir?”
“Not until I’ve milked every drop of cum from your cock and you are blissfully sated.”
“As much as I like the sound of all that, I’d like the plug out.” I wasn’t fighting to be willful. No. I loved when Tanner pushed against my boundaries. Sometimes I found a new kink.
Threading his hand against my scalp, he tugged hard enough to make me yelp. The combination of the ginger oil lighting up nerves inside my back hole and the stinging pulses from where his fingers grabbed, aroused me to my core. Gritting my teeth, I fought to stay still.
“Daddy is in a good mood.” He released my hair and smoothed it back into place. “Such a good mood, in fact, that I’m still going to let you come.”
It was the one and only remaining chance I had. His body language promised it. Something about his deeper, growly tone or the way his green eyes had practically taken on a forest green sheen told me he was not playing. Despite his playful demeanor, it was no longer the time to provoke him.
