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Oh. Hell. It wouldn’t take him much to come. He knew it. Could feel it.
Then Liam took a step back, sliding his cock from Nico’s mouth.
No. Not fair.
But when he glanced up to tell Liam he was being a cruel bastard, he noted that the other man had his arms crossed.
Uh-oh.
“Were you given permission to touch yourself?” Liam asked coldly.
Nico glanced down at himself. “Well, now, how did that hand get there?”
“Maybe because you put it there. Without asking first. You’re just adding to your punishment.” Turning, he pointed at the bed. “Hands and knees.”
Fuck. Fuck.
But Nico got up and positioned himself on the bed.
“Take hold of the rungs of the headboard and don’t let go,” Liam commanded.
What was he doing?
Then Nico heard a swishing noise. Turning his head, he saw Liam pulling his belt from the loops of his pants.
Fuck. Yes.
He could barely stop himself from wiggling his ass and begging to feel the touch of the leather against his bare cheeks. Knowing Liam, that would just spur him on to do the exact opposite of what Nico wanted just to be a jerk.
Fucker was lucky Nico loved him.
“I get the feeling you’re eager for this,” Liam murmured. “Maybe I should put the belt away. Get one of Regent’s guys to grab that plug and lube.”
“No, Liam. Please.” It wasn’t the plug that made him object and Liam knew it. But the idea of sending someone out to get it, that was the issue. And he knew Liam wouldn’t actually do it, knowing that Nico would hate it. Liam just liked to torture him a little with the possibility.
He could be a real sadist sometimes.
“Let’s see how you feel after a few licks.” The belt swung against his ass and Nico moaned as his skin heated.
Felt so damn good. Christ. He couldn’t remember how long had it been since Liam had done this.
“Have I neglected you, Nico?”
“Never, Liam.”
Another lick of the belt. Warmth erupting across his ass. Fuck. Fuck.
“I’m not so sure.”
Two in quick succession. Nico dropped his head, breathing through the sting. It moved through his blood, his dick so firm it hurt.
Then Liam laid three more smacks of the belt across his ass, and he cried out, grateful they were on their own on this floor. The last thing he needed was someone coming to check on the noise.
“You’ve got the most gorgeous ass, my boy,” Liam told him, running his hand over his heated cheeks. “Firm and hard. And red.”
A kiss was pressed to one cheek then the other. “Where’s the lube?”
“Suitcase. Front pocket.”
