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He nodded, but it wasn’t good enough.
I squeezed harder and a gasp slipped from his mouth. I reached down with my other hand and pinched his nipple, twisting the nub, and he mewled, shivering. “Do. You. Understand?”
“Ye.... Yes, Sir.” He trembled roughly and whimpered, tears beading at the corners of his eyes. “Yes, Sir.Please.”
I ignored his begging for more. “Did you read the contract at all, Wade?”
A feeble sound tumbled from between his lips, and he wriggled his chest, trying to get away from my nipple torture, but it didn’t work. I tweaked his nub harder, and he cried out. “No.... No, Sir.”
“I didn’t think so.” I clicked my tongue in disappointment. “Because if you had, you would have read the conditions that state that we are purely physical. You don’t get to know who I am. You don’t get to find out my past or present. If you think there’ll come a time when you’ll meet my friends, then you’re mistaken. You are nothing but a pretty little sub to fuck. You signed that agreement.” I twisted his nipple harder, and the sound that came out of him was a scream mixed with pleasure and pain, and finally, I let go.
His gasps erupted in shuddery breaths and he whined in the back of his throat. “Sorry, Sir. I’ll do better.”
I hummed. “You will. Iwasgoing to let you shower with me and suck my cock, but now you’re going to sit at the table and read that contract. By the time I’m done in the bathroom, I want you to answer any question about the contract I ask with accuracy. Am I clear?”
He exhaled, eyes watery. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Go sit over there.” I pointed at the dining table and grinned when he went straight over to the chair and sat down. He glanced at me, waiting, and I left the room, heading into my office to pull out the contract from the bottom drawer of my desk. When I came back, I dropped the paperwork in front of him and tapped it. “Read carefully. Iwillask questions.”
With that, I left him there and headed to the bathroom. I jumped straight into the shower, switching on the knobs until the warm water sprayed out of the showerhead and onto my already hot body. Desire swirled low in my stomach and even farther south, and my cock plumped as I thought about the pain that had passed over his face while I’d twisted his nipple.
I traced my fingers down my chest, over my abs, and to my cock, wrapping the length in a firm grip. Stroking gently at first, I closed my eyes and leaned back against the white-tiled wall. I smirked as Wade’s whines echoed in my memory, along with the way he’d shuddered under my touch. His responses were perfect, the kind I’d always craved in a sub. He was born to be mine, and as long as I ignored the fact ofwhohe was, it could always be like this.
Fun.
Pleasurable.
No attachments.
I threw my head back and it knocked against the wall. I groaned, jerking my clenched palm down my cock. The thoughts of his sweet, tight ass and the way he fell apart for me last night were my undoing, and a few quick strokes was all it took before I came. I tensed, moaned, and watched as my stream of cum swirled down the drain with the water.
I rolled the kinks out of my shoulders and took the time to wash thoroughly. When I was done, I turned off the shower and stepped out. I grabbed a towel and dried off, then strolled into the bedroom to slip on my suit for work. Instead of the usual gray... everything, I picked out a rare vibrant tie—which happened to be crimson striped with a band of cream. Once I was satisfied with my attire, I headed back out to the dining room where Wade hadn’t moved. His attention was fully on the contract, panic taking over his face when he finally peeked up to see me.
“Sir....”
I laughed gently and laid a hand on his shoulder. “Did you read it all?”
He nodded eagerly, but the anxiety grew in his gaze, and I almost felt sorry for him. Shaking my head, I waved toward the bathroom. “Go shower. I believe you.”
He frowned. “Sir, are you not going to test me like you said you were?”
“Nope.” I smirked. “I just wanted to make sure you read it so you understood.”
He pouted, and I laughed harder. When he stood, I slapped him on the ass, and he hissed, a reminder of how sensitive he probably was from all the bites I’d etched into his skin last night.
I watched him carefully, and if my chest went wobbly and warm, I would never admit it because Iwasn’tdoing that. Absolutely not.
* * *
A week passed with us going about our days as usual. We would wake up, maybe fuck if I was in the mood, go to work—where we kicked ass on our project—come home, have dinner, and then play before going to sleep. On the following weekend, Wade spent Saturday visiting his brother, and on Sunday, we stayed in and fucked before doing some work at home, which was the usual for me.
Wade didn’t complain.
By the time the next Wednesday came around, we had this strange routine that felt... horribly domestic in ways that should’ve irritated me but didn’t. Wade fit into my life like a missing puzzle piece, and even as the thought went through my head, I shoved it aside along with the rest of the stupid things I wanted to ignore.
Wade was the prettiest sub I’d ever had. Not necessarily in appearance, but in everything else. His obedience knew no bounds, and every time I expected him to safe word out, he didn’t.
Fuck, that scared the shit out of me.
