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He shrugged. “Guess you’ll find out. If you do as you’re told.” He glared.
“Yes, Sir,” I said, and this time I didn’t give him any trouble when he came over and tucked the blanket around me and pressed a bottle of water into my hand.
18
ALBION
On Saturday night,we found ourselves in the shower.
Wade’s back was to me, and I took the time to run the washcloth over his shoulders, then down the knobs of his spine, cleaning him meticulously and with the care I’d never fully given him before he’d gotten sick. I had no other intention than to bathe him, but every time he sent me a pout over his shoulder, I grew more and more tempted.
“No,” I said firmly, voice leaving no room for argument. “We have plans tonight, and as much as I want to fuck you in the shower, Pretty, we don’t have time.”
His pout deepened. Damn him. He’d grown more confident in his ability to seduce me, and I was weak to it—to him.
I slapped him on the ass, and he hissed, hips jerking forward. “I said no. Look ahead and be a good boy.”
“Yes, Sir.” He finally did as he was told, and I continued to wash him.
I stroked the lathered cloth over his asscheeks, watching every infinitesimal reaction that my touch dragged out of him, from the small shudder, to the flutter of his eyelashes, to the crinkle of his nose, to the way his fingers twitched. The signs were there, teasing me to do more, but I refused to fall into the trap of his body. I was stronger than that.
When I was satisfied he was clean enough, I reached around him to switch off the shower, then opened the glass door, leading him out of it. I grabbed a douching kit from under my sink and flashed it at him.
“I’m going to help you.”
His eyes widened and a blush spread across his cheeks. “Wh—Why? I can do it!”
I grinned at him. “I know you can, Shoelicker, but you’re mine, and I want to make sure you’reveryclean for me tonight, okay? I want to show everyone what a pretty boy you are for me. They’ll see how submissive you are and wish they were me.” I gestured at the sink. “Bend over there.”
He swallowed, and with shaky knees, he did what I’d instructed, leaning over the sink with his chest flat against the marble stone vanity. He spread his legs, and I took a moment to appreciate the lean lines of his back and the roundness of his asscheeks. His balls hung tight between his legs, pressed firmly against the ledge of the vanity, and in front of them was his cock, already half hard from our cleaning session in the shower but now on the way to being rock solid.
Between those delicious cheeks, his pink hole peeked out, teasing me to do more than douche him, but I shoved aside the thought even as lust coiled inside me, hot and needy. I opened my kit and slammed it on the vanity beside him, tugging out the enema bulb. I filled the rubber with cool water and screwed on the tip, aware of how he vigilantly watched me over his shoulder, gaze filled with hunger.
I lubed the tip of the enema bulb before pressing it gently inside him. “Bear down, Shoelicker. Be good for your Sir, or I’ll turn your ass red later.”
He sucked in a breath, then let it out. His eyes were still trained on me, pupils blown wide. He did as I’d instructed, and the tip of the bulb pushed into him easily. I applied pressure to the rubber pouch, and the sound of squirting water reached my ears. Wade gasped, and his hole squeezed around the tip as I tugged it out again.
“Good boy. Keep it in there.” I stroked my fingers over the base of his spine, and he whimpered, rocking back against my touch. I brushed my fingers lower, between his cheeks, and his moans crept up in volume, dragging a smug grin out of me. “Now go to the toilet and release it.”
He straightened on shaky legs and went straight to the toilet near the bathroom window. He sat down, and I watched him the entire time, our gazes glued on each other. There wasn’t anything particularly sexy about douching, but the scene playing out was about more than that. I had power over him. Everything he was and did was mine to control and that included making his asshole sparkly clean.
Pleasure simmered hot in my stomach as I watched him exhale, our gazes caught in an imaginary battle until he lowered his head submissively.
“Check,” I ordered in a low but strong tone.
He peered between his legs into the toilet bowl. “Not clear, Sir.”
“Then come over here and we’ll do it again.”
“Yes, Sir.”
We did the same routine two more times before he checked the bowl and glanced at me with a small, nervous smile.
“My good little shoelicker,” I murmured appreciatively, bending my finger to gesture for him to follow me.
“Yes, Sir.” His breathy sigh made me grin as we walked back through the door and into the bedroom.
“Sit on the bed.” I watched him do as I’d ordered from the corner of my eye as I strode over to my closet. I slid open the doors and walked inside, taking my time to find every piece of clothing I wanted. I’d purposely picked out attire for me and Wade that would show off all our best qualities, and I couldn’t wait to see him in the tight leather pants and black mesh see-through shirt.
