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He leans down and right before capturing my mouth hisses. “Whenever you want.”
His hand snakes between us, and when he grips my cock tight, it detonates my release. “Oh fuck me, Caleb!”
Even though I’ve already come not twenty minutes prior, ropes of cum release between us, painting our chests and stomachs.
“Oh fuck, that’s hot,” he growls.
His hips start moving erratically. He pumps in and out a few more times before he pushes in as far as he can go to unload an endless supply of jizz. He collapses on top of me, and I welcome his weight as I wrap him up tight. Our heavy breaths intermingle as we exchange slow, lazy kisses.
“Can easily say I never saw that coming,” he drawls.
“I didn’t either. It’s been years since I last did it, and never with a sub.”
He looks up at me. “Then why me? Why now?”
I card my fingers through his hot, sweaty hair. “Because you earned it. I’ve never had a submissive that could take everything I had to give. And after, well…” I laugh. “You can have my ass any time you want.”
His expression turns cocky. “I’m that good, huh?”
I tug his hair hard enough that he winces, but I soothe him with softer pets that he leans into.
“Don’t get a big head, but yeah, the best I ever had.”
“Then I’ll take that as the highest compliment.”
I kiss him deeply before I nudge him. “Up you go.”
He wrinkles his nose at me, but lazily gets to his feet.
I point toward the dresser where a flat box lays on top. “Fetch me that box, will you, please?”
He gives a clipped nod as he strides over, giving me the perfect view of his tight little bubble butt. I may have found a new liking for getting railed, but I’m not giving up that ass any time soon. Not if I have any say about it.
Before I realize it, he’s standing in front of me offering the box. I take it. “Kneel for me.”
Confusion mars his face, but he does as he’s told like the good boy he is most of the time. I hold the box toward him. “Open it.”
He studies me a moment before he glances down and pulls the lid open. Inside, nestled in cream satin is a collar I had specially made. It’s stainless steel plated in gold. The front half is curved, the bottom forming a wide V. A big O-ring hangs front and center just waiting to be leashed.
“Do you like it?”
I’ve never felt more nervous than I do right now.
Slowly, he lifts his face allowing me to see the fresh tears washing his face. “You’re collaring me?”
“I’d like to, yes.”
“Because I’m yours?” So much need laced in those three words that I can’t help but put the box aside and pull him close.
“Yes, baby, because you’re mine. Now and always. If you’ll have me,” I add.
He jerks up, his brows furrowed. “How could I not? You’re everything I always wanted.”
I jerk his mouth to mine and lose myself for days, or minutes probably. “The feeling is entirely mutual. You didn’t answer my question.”
He smirks. “What was it again?”
“Cheeky brat.” I kiss him again, but limit it to a few minutes before I force myself to pull back. “Do you like it, darling boy?”
