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I chuckle at the thought; I’d never control his calorie intake.
“Where are they hidden?” Sleep deprivation gives my voice a deeper timbre. I rummage through Ash’s bathroom drawers as quietly as possible in search of restraints to spice up our morning. Those were my only options since there’s no nightstand and I already unabashedly searched his beat-up dresser to no avail.
The third drawer produces a proud grin. A tube of lube. A strip of condoms. An impressive dildo. “Resourceful man.” Not what I had my sights on, though.
I stroll back to the bedroom empty-handed and skid to a stop at the appetizing sight of the man splayed on his belly like a starfish. Kneeling beside the bed, I hover over Ash and scrape my scruff along his ear. “Wake up, Endymion.” His arms go flying to put an end to the annoying sensation. “Behave,” I command and snatch the leather belt from my carelessly discarded shorts.
Why didn’t I think of that before?
I can’t find it in me to slap his boxer-brief-covered butt with it… yet.
His sleepy eyes open a crack, reality slowly creeping in. “Endymion, huh?”
“I, too, enjoyed Greek mythology as a teenager.” My lips curve into a knowing smile.
His proud stare locks on mine. “You remembered…”
“Of course. Listening to you was my favorite pastime… up until now.” And just like that, my smile turns salacious. I swallow my last ounce of hesitation before standing to swiftly flip him on his back. It must be explicit enough because he smirks at me. “Are submissives allowed to smirk?” I probe as I settle on my knees on the mattress, grasp his wrists in one hand, raise them above his head, and fasten the restraint around them.
Gnawing his lower lip, heat sizzles through his gaze. “I wasn’t... before.” He squirms between my thighs, and my throbbing cock begs to be set free. “We’ll have to set more precise rules,” he suggests.
My heart skips a beat as I spot his massive hard-on. I lick my lips in anticipation. “You’re awfully talkative in the morning.” I remove my boxer briefs first; then he lifts his butt to ease my job with his.
“Nah, only for you,” he replies as I grind our cocks together.
Crawling up the bed before he gets a chance to come from this alone, I warn, “Here’s a way to shush you.” My knees on either side of his angelic face, I fist my cock.
A sly smile flashes on his lips before his expression falls flat.
Was he trained to do that?
A chill runs down my spine. On instinct, my fingers caress his cheek as the tip of my dick brushes the corner of his mouth. “Don’t hide from me. Whatever we do, in bed or elsewhere, feedback is vital. And I’m still a newbie at this… for now.”
“Okay,” Carefully tilting his head backward a bit, his tongue darts out in an attempt to reach me. He doesn’t break eye contact. “I have a request”—he pauses—“sir.” I let the word settle in my chest.Sir… I’m not sure that I’m comfortable with it, but I don’t protest. I have nothing against a request, though. “Is there a way to rearrange the belt?”
“Sure, I’ll loosen it.” I lean in, my fingers fumbling while beads of precum leak on his cheek.
He chuckles, and I wrongly believe that’s to blame. “Could you tighten it, I mean?”
I stop and meet his eyes again. “But that’ll leave marks.”
“Yeah, that’s kind of the idea.” His freckles vanish under his adorable blush.
“Ohhh…” I clumsily oblige. When he winces, I inwardly applaud my impromptu skills. “I suck at this.” Note to self: Check YouTube for tutorials on knots, unless there are specific websites for his tastes.
“Nah, I’ll do the sucking. Keep in mind that I have eliminated my gag reflex. No need to be gentle, sir.” His voice is laced with hunger and amusement, which totally does it for me. My balls drop into his enthusiastic mouth, and his tongue traces imaginary patterns and leisurely twirls me. To tease. I squirm. To torment. I fidget. To taunt. I shift... until I can’t resist any longer.
My dick slides between his lips. I shiver and grab his hair. My head spins as his wet inferno welcomes me; yes, apparently there is such a thing as a wet inferno!
His adventurous tongue wickedly teases my length as he allows me to go deeper, an inch at a time. I roll my hips and quickly find my rhythm fucking his eager mouth. I spur him on. “More, take as much as you can.” The veins on his strained neck throb, but I can’t will myself to slow down. I caress his jawline. “That’s it.”
I whimper under his ministrations, squeezing and pinching his nipples with the same ardor. He clamps harder around me, and his tongue carries on worshipping my cock.
“Holy shit.” My pulse trips over itself, and I croak out more expletives. “Your mouth… Such a perfect…”—I catch my breath—“angle… So… good…” The erotic noises flowing from him fuel my desire almost as much as his dilated pupils. I thrust into his mouth, oblivious to the sweat trickling down my temples. His eyes become blurry and a single tear escapes. I freeze for a second, refusing to be responsible for this. His brows knit and his disapproval dawns on me: Lack of air turns him on. Wiping the sweat from my forehead with my forearm, I resume my pace and clench my butt cheeks to hit the back of his throat. “This is what you need, I get it.” A couple more tears appear. “This is what I want too.” We agreed to stop if it became too much; this isn’t it. “So gorgeous...”
His moans intensify. My thigh muscles tremble, and I confirm, “I’m so close.”
A toe-curling orgasm rockets through me, and I spill into his willing mouth before I’m able to give him another option. His molten gaze softens, and he drinks me up.
