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It was over too quickly, but the way he kept glancing over at the toy on the bed and then back to me said he was ready for his reward. He looked so sweet, but under all that innocence and his sexy professor looks, he was a naughty drama queen.
But it was time to reward my naughty drama queen, so I turned him in my arms and pressed my chest against his back. “I was so glad you were a good boy because while I would’ve loved to have just used my attention whore’s mouth, this is going to be fun.”
That seemed to have every muscle in his body clenching as he moaned, giving me a bit of encouragement, so I kissed his neck and ran my hands over his chest. “You have so many wonderful toys I can’t wait to try on you…and don’t worry…I didn’t miss the cage.”
There’d been a few restraints mixed in amongst the penetrative toys, and thinking about them brought back his comment about not being able to edge himself. He had to have been thinking something along the same lines because he let out a desperate whine as I slowly started inching one hand lower down his torso.
When I was cupping his hard cock through his clothes, he pressed back against me and closed his eyes as need escaped out of him in another sweet whimper. “I don’t mind being the one to edge you or restrain you, either. As your Master, I’ll be the one to slip on your cage and keep you nice and soft until I’m ready to let you get hard again.”
Ruslan made a low agreeing sound and actually nodded, so I knew he wanted it even if he wasn’t ready to ask for it.
“But if you’re very good, I’ll still keep you plugged and give you kisses so you don’t have to worry about not getting the rest of your rewards.” Giving him a light squeeze that had him moaning in pleasure, I released his cock and kissed his neck again as I started releasing his pants. “I like finding reasons to give you a reward, so just remember that when something is hard.”
If it took promising to cage him and edge him with plugs to get him to actually talk about his limits, well, that was what I’d have to do as his Dom.
Ruslan gave me a head bob and wiggled his hips to get his pants to slide to the floor, making his feelings on the subject of getting naked very clear. “Good boy.”
A pleased sigh escaped him as I slipped his shirt over his head so I could caress his naked chest and tease the sparse hair that was sprinkled over it. “Such a sexy boy.”
Kissing his neck, I worked my way down his smooth back as I lowered myself to the floor. “Brace your hands on the bed.”
He quickly obeyed, arching his barely covered ass out.
So of course, I ran my hands over the soft silky fabric that was decorating his sexy rounded ass. “Oh, look at what you’ve been hiding from me all night.”
Someone had dressed up for their date.
His embarrassed sound was completely at odds with the way he pushed his cheeks back into my hands again, so I used that as my gage as I peeled them down. “I approve, but I think I’m going to have to start paying more attention to what you’re wearing. You wouldn’t want me to think you were a needy slut, would you?”
Dirty nicknames bad or good?
Good.
Very good.
He sucked in a breath and squeaked before shaking his head, but while he tried to say one thing, his body said another.
He’d almost come.
The jolt that raced through him had his hips thrusting his erection against the bed and he barely held the pleasure back.
“Oh, were you a naughty sub?” Reaching around his body, I cupped his cock and gave it a jostle. “No, still hard and I don’t feel any cum. You don’t have permission to have an orgasm yet in case you were confused on that part.”
Making a tsking sound as he shook, I went back to helping him step out of his shoes and the rest of his clothes. “I think I was right. You are a naughty slut if just acknowledging it had you almost making a mess in your clothes.”
Oh yes, we were going to talk about his love of dirty talk.
Ruslan whined, shaking his head as he helped me get him naked, eager to get to what I thought would be his favorite part of the night.
“You’re not a slut?” I made a low disbelieving sound as I rose, running my hands up his thighs as I stood. Of course, he arched out again, shaking his ass as my light caress made him shiver. “That’s not what you’re showing me.”
He couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to crawl under the covers to hide or orgasm and explode cum everywhere. Shaking his head was his favorite activity, but his heavy cock was begging for attention as he tried to discreetly rub it against the mattress again.
“No, I saw that.” Such a needy boy…but I kept my voice rough since it seemed to fuck with his head perfectly. “On the bed and on your back. You can’t be trusted like this.”
He whimpered, the pout in his tone obvious, but he obeyed, either because it was easier than talking or he was trying to do his best to make sure he didn’t lose his orgasm.
Both?
