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I held in a snort. Only Wade would apologize for that horseshit. “Come on. Let’s go.”
The rest of the workday after the teasing at the restaurant was an eternity of anticipation. I took my time driving us home that afternoon. From the corner of my eye, I noted the impatience Wade exhibited by the way he shifted in his seat and kept glancing at the speedometer. He huffed when he realized I was going below the speed limit, and I held in the urge to laugh at his irritation.
“Is there a problem, Pretty?” I purred teasingly.
He rolled his lips into his mouth and shook his head, pulling at the hem of his suit jacket. “No, Sir.”
“Don’t tug on that, Shoelicker.” My tone grew deeper and I added dominance to my voice, eyebrows furrowed. “That cost me a lot of money and I won’t let you ruin it, understood?”
He shivered hard and nodded, pupils blown with lust. He bowed his head forward and pouted. “Sorry, Sir.”
“You will be when we get home.” I took a hand off the steering wheel and grabbed his thigh, squeezing hard and eliciting a moan from him. “Are you going to be my good boy or bad boy tonight, hm?”
He trembled and wet his lips before tugging the bottom between his teeth. He peeked at me, red stealing across his cheeks. “Good boy, Sir.”
Heat twisted through me and settled in my stomach. My cock twitched, and I squeezed his thigh again. “I’m glad.” I hit the gas pedal harder, adding speed as we headed home.
We got to our apartment building quicker than I’d originally intended, but apparently, I was as eager as Wade. He nearly fell out of the truck after he’d opened his door, and I did laugh this time. I shook my head and followed him out. He sent me a wicked grin over his shoulder, and I slapped him on the ass playfully. The tease.
We headed through the lobby and said our hellos to Callaway as he greeted us with a wide grin and a small tip of his hat. Usually, Wade would stop to talk because they’d become friends over the last few months, but he was too busy trying to get to the elevator. I didn’t blame him. I wanted him just as much.
By the time we got to the apartment, Wade’s desperation seeped through his cool, obedient composure, and he nearly tripped as soon as he got through the door in an attempt to shove off his shoes and socks.
I hummed and pointed to the black socks. “Laundry basket, Shoelicker. Don’t be a slob.”
He moaned and fluttered his eyelashes at me, a noticeable shudder sweeping through him. “Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.”
I toed my left shoe off before doing the same to the right. When my socks came off, I threw them at Wade, who’d waited patiently because he already knew this was his task.
I winked at him. “Good little shoelicker.”
He sucked in a deep breath, practically buzzing with anticipation. He gripped the socks tightly to his chest as he hurried toward the bathroom to throw them in the basket. By the time he came back, I’d taken a seat on the couch, legs stretched out and opened wide. He stared, and I grinned at him, patting my thigh.
“Come here, Pretty. Show your Sir how much you want me.”
He walked around the couch slowly, his hands latched onto the lapels of his suit as he stared at me, asking for permission. A simple nod was all it took before he slid off the jacket. He took his time to fold it carefully, and I smiled in pride.
“Good boy,” I murmured, and he let out a small breath at those two words.
Wade loved both praise and degradation, but I’d learned that there were some days when he needed one more than the other. Today, he’d told me he wanted to be good, so he craved compliments, and I was going to give them to him.
I held out my hand. “Come here, sweetheart.”
He put his palm in mine and slid onto my lap, burying his face against my neck immediately. He pressed small butterfly kisses over my skin, delicate touches of his lips that promised a lot more if I gave him permission. He’d grown confident, and I relished the newfound freedom he seemed to have unearthed. I still gave him orders, and he still waited for my guidance, but he took initiative, too.
“Hm. Get naked, Pretty. Let me see you without clothes.” I smoothed my palms over his chest and down his abs, then shoved him gently. “Take them off. Slowly. Show me what belongs to me.”
His tongue darted out to lick the skin below my ear before he pushed away from me again. He stood, bottom lip caught between his teeth, and stared at me with lust-filled eyes. He unbuttoned the cuffs on his shirt. Next, his hands went to the top button of his shirt and he carefully,slowly, popped the first one before working his way down. His movements were purposeful and teasing, and he smiled so wickedly in my direction that I thought I was going to combust with the need that thrummed through me.
Desire swirled hot in my body and blood surged south, straight to my cock. I leaned against the sofa and spread my arms along the back, smirking as I kept my gaze on Wade and the way he rocked his hips.
He peered at me through lowered eyelashes, the submissiveness in his approach a huge fucking turn-on, and my cock throbbed at the sight of him like this. Teasing. Obedient. He knew exactly what he was doing to me.
His fingers slipped to the last button, and he tugged at the shirt, untucking it from his belted pants before slipping it off his slim shoulders. I took in the lines of his torso, the way his abs curved just a little to create a cute tummy, and how the buds of his nipples peaked, and my mouth watered. I wanted to kiss him everywhere, mark him again as my previous bite marks began to fade on his hairless body.
I hummed. “You’ll need to be waxed again soon.”
He nodded his head instantly. “Yes, Sir.”
