Bound Between You, page 5
part #4 of Tender Control Series
“You’re welcome, scamp.” I just hoped I could give him everything he wanted and not leave him wondering what could’ve been…like me.
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“I was very good, Sir.” Keegan looked beautifully innocent as he curled into my chest and stared up at me, but the way he was squirming and rubbing his erection against mine said his mind was filled with wicked fantasies and dreams. “I didn’t come when you were touching me at the table and I drove here carefully without touching myself. I didn’t even try to jerk off at the stoplights, Sir.”
That image was enough to have precum leaking into my boxer briefs.
“I bet you thought about it, though.” Stroking my hands down his back, I leaned down and kissed his neck, nibbling on the tender column. “You were probably imagining how quickly you could come and how good it would feel to free your cock.”
Keegan made a needy sound, nodding and rubbing even harder against me. “Yes, Sir. I was picturing jerking off for you.”
Oh yes, we were going to have to play with that fantasy very soon.
“But I didn’t. I was so good.” He gasped as I nibbled on his ear. “I wanted to show you I could be your good boy, Sir.”
Because he didn’t want anything to come between his ass and my hand.
My needy boy was desperate for his spanking…and for just a minute, the asshole inside of me had to point out that it was me he was coming to for it, not Niall.
But just for a moment…
If they were already at the point where Keegan wasn’t willing to walk away, I knew better than to let the asshole inside of me take over…and I also knew just how he was feeling.
“You’ve been very good, and I’m going to reward my boy.” Because no matter how unconventionally things turned out, he was mine, and I felt that with every ounce of my being. “I’m going to spank you and run my hands over your sexy pink ass and then I’m going to make you come.”
I gave his ass a squeeze to punctuate just how good it was going to feel, and his desperate moan sent a rush of pleasure through me. I might’ve been hard enough to come already, but what I really wanted more than anything was to see him come apart for me.
As Keegan made a sexy whimper, I could feel the desire building inside of him. Just from seeing how easily he got lost in the pleasure before, I knew better than to tease him too much. “Come with me.”
Leading him through the house toward my bedroom, I stopped at the door and waited for some of the hazy desire to clear from his eyes. “Nothing happens that you don’t want to. Use your safewords if you need to. Tonight all I’m going to do is spank you and touch you and make you come.”
I could see a protest rising in his eyes and I couldn’t help but smile. “After you draw me this weekend, if you want me to make love to you or fuck you or if you just want to wrap that pretty mouth around my dick, I’ll be more than willing to give you anything you want. But until you’ve talked to Niall and you know what he’s comfortable with, I’m not going to enter you with my cock and I won’t let you enter me.”
That had my boy’s eyes opening startlingly wide. “You’d let me do that?”
“Oh yes, my wicked boy.” Pinning his hands behind his back, I lowered my voice as I rubbed my hand possessively over his hard cock. “One of these days I’m going to tie you down to the bed so you’re completely helpless, and I’m going to ride that sexy cock of yours.”
Keegan’s dick seemed to agree with that idea judging by the way it jerked under my touch.
“And if you’ve been naughty, I’ll have to put a cock ring on you so you won’t be able to come at all.” He sucked in a breath like that was the sexiest thing he’d ever heard. “You’ll be aching and hard and desperate, and all you’ll be able to do is watch my cum mark your chest as I explode.”
His body couldn’t seem to decide if that would be a punishment or a reward, and as his mind went back and forth between wicked eagerness and the fear that I would actually do it, I could see the artist inside him sparking again.
If I wasn’t careful, I was going to end up naked in every work he did for the next few months at the very least.
Keeping my hold on his hands, I stilled my touch to his cock and just held it possessively as some of the frantic desire faded. When it seemed like he was mostly with me again, I let my fingers wander over the head of his cock as I kissed him tenderly.
“Tell me what the plan is tonight, scamp.” I wasn’t making it easy, but his deep breath and the way he closed his eyes to focus said he was trying hard to get the words out.
“You’re going to spank me, Sir. Then you’re going to decide how I get to come, but we won’t make love tonight.” Something about the words or just the dirty images running through his head had a shiver racking his body.
After a moment he continued, but I could hear the breathy need in his voice. “This weekend, after you pose for me, we’ll make love, but you want me to talk to Niall first and make sure we’re all on the same page.”
Keegan’s eyes squeezed tighter, and he took a deep breath before his thoughts kept going. “You want to make sure I know what I want and that I’ve really thought about the consequences of seeing you both before I give myself to you.”
I kissed his nose sweetly all while maintaining my possessive hold on him. “That’s right. I want to make sure you understand that I respect your submission and that you remember we will not make important decisions when everything in you is focused on not humping my hand so you can come.”
He whimpered quietly, nodding and sucking in another breath. “It’s so hard, Sir.”
He was the sexiest man I’d ever seen.
As I leaned down again, I knew if he’d opened his eyes he would’ve seen a wicked grin on my face. Whispering, I nibbled at his ear. “It’s only going to get more difficult, boy.”
That promise had him melting into me and I knew our chance at any meaningful conversation had passed.
Shifting my hold so my arms were wrapped around him and keeping him steady, I chuckled and kissed his neck until he found his legs and could stand on his own again. “If you come before I’m done spanking you, then you won’t get another orgasm for days, scamp.”
The way his body stiffened made it clear he wasn’t sure if he was scared of that or if the punishment intrigued him. “Yes, Sir. I’ll be good.”
Either way, it seemed like he wanted an orgasm from me more than he wanted to explore being punished. “I’m glad.”
I bit down on his ear and hummed softly. “Because I can’t wait to make you come.”
That pulled another whimper from my sexy boy and his hands scrambled over my chest to find something to grab on to. When he was steady and clinging to me like I was the only thing keeping him grounded, I slowly started walking us toward the bed.
He wasn’t quite focused enough for me to want him standing on his own, so as we got closer, I leaned him over the bed so it was taking his weight. Stroking down his back, I gave him plenty of time to safeword or question what was going to happen.
When all he did was moan as I approached his ass, I pushed any second-guessing to the back of my mind and just focused on giving him everything he’d been fantasizing about. The sexy, stretchy jeans that had cupped his body so perfectly peeled down easily as he wiggled and moaned.
As I pulled them to his thighs, he was left barely covered by paper-thin briefs that teased more than they hid. The nearly sheer material was a purple so dark it was almost black, and it highlighted his pale skin perfectly.
“I think my boy was trying to seduce his Dom.” Tracing around the soft material, I smiled as he stilled, probably trying to decide what to say.
“I wanted to look sexy for you, Sir.” He bit back a moan as I palmed one cheek. “I wanted you to know I was thinking about you.”
That was such a wonderful response it needed to be rewarded.
“They’re perfect for you.” As I trailed my fingers up the center of his ass, his sexy shiver said he’d felt every brush of my hand. “I can’t wait to see all the sexy things you have to wear for me.”
Keegan’s entire body seemed to swell with excitement. It seemed like I’d found another way to please my boy…his clothes. I wasn’t sure if it was part of his artistic nature or another piece of him, but I was starting to imagine a closet full of sexy clothes to tease and peacock with.
Stroking my hands over his ass, I just enjoyed the way he moved and the sexy sounds he made. “My pretty sub…I can’t wait to see how your spanking looks through these.”
I wasn’t sure if they were supposed to be masculine, feminine, or somewhere in between, so I left off any gendered praise for them as I explored the wonderfully see-through garment. “I bet you have these in all kinds of colors.”
His frantic nod and quiet moan had me smiling. “I bet I’ll even be able to see a plug through them.”
I circled over his entrance, moving my finger away as he bucked back against me. His frantic movements said there was at least a fifty-fifty chance he’d come before I intended, so I eased off and gave him a pat. “Climb on the bed. It’s time for your spanking.”
There was no denying how sexy he was, bent over the bed and offering his body up for me, but I wanted him to be able to soak up every sensation and not worry about ridiculous things like standing.
He seemed to have every intention of obeying, but his legs had other ideas. His slim frame was easy to lift, though, so I wrapped my hands around his toned body and carefully set him down on the bed. He wasn’t big and brawny, but I could feel the effort his art must take in the muscles and lines of his body.
When he was kneeling on the bed, steady but beautifully displayed for me, I sat down beside him and shifted so I was leaning against the head of the bed. I patted my thigh and did my best to look serious and stern. “Over my lap.”
Keegan shivered and I could see precum dampening the sheer briefs as he fought to make his body obey. It took him several long moments to drape himself over my lap, but it wasn’t until I peeled the sexy underwear down to bare his cheeks that he moaned and buried his face against the mattress.
As I palmed his full ass, I stroked his body and just let the anticipation build. “I’m going to make this pink and sexy for me. You’re going to whimper and moan, but you’re going to be good for me, aren’t you?”
I got a frantic nod, and he arched his ass up, either offering himself up or tempting me to finally start his spanking. But either way, it was enough, and I brought my hand down on his ass for the first time. He gasped as the sharp pain flashed through him, but when he melted into the bed with a moan as the pleasure hit him, I knew there was no way we’d be able to use a spanking as a real punishment.
He was enjoying himself entirely too much for that.
Keeping a steady rhythm that had waves of sensations washing through him, I alternated between his cheeks and kept it light enough that we were in no hurry to end his first spanking. Each smack pulled sexy moans and gasps from him, and I let the pleasure keep building in him until the sounds evened out and I knew he was right on the edge of subspace.
As l slowed down the pace and caressed over his ass between spanks, I teased around his hole and kneaded his tender cheeks until he was whimpering and rocking so his erection was rubbing against my thigh.
“Please…please…I…” Random moans and quiet begging were all he seemed to be able to get out, but it was enough.
Reaching over to my nightstand, I squirted out just enough lotion for me to ease into his hole and brought my fingers back to tease the sensitive ring of muscles. As I slipped the tip of one finger into him, he moaned and I could feel his entire body clenching down in anticipation. “Are you ready to come? Are you ready to feel how good it’s going to be when I finally thrust deep inside you?”
He managed a frantic nod as he fought to breathe and keep himself still, but that wasn’t what I wanted from him. Easing one finger inside him, I smiled as a long, low moan escaped. Someone was a needy little bottom boy.
Just imagining all the sexy toys he must have at home made me so hard I hurt.
“Show me what you want.” Slipping deeper inside him, I knew the moment I brushed over his prostate because his entire body jerked. “Show me how good it feels.”
That was an order Keegan was happy to obey. He rocked back and forth, letting the pleasure build as he fucked himself on my finger and then thrust his cock against my leg. He went faster and faster, reveling in the pleasure as it continued to swell inside him.
When his movements grew jerky and I could feel him starting to shake, I smacked one tender cheek and thrust right into his prostate. “Come.”
Keegan cried out and his body clamped down around my finger, riding out the pleasure and fighting for every drop. Pushing him harder into the sensations that were probably swamping his body, I kept stroking his prostate, spanking his pink cheeks until he flopped down against the bed, exhausted and boneless.
Easing out of him, I just let my hands stroke over his body, holding him tight as he floated, drifting away with the pleasure. He was absolutely beautiful…so trusting and open as he gave me everything, and I knew no matter what, I wasn’t going anywhere.
Chapter 6
Niall
“I think I need to explain a few things to you and then you might end up being frustrated with me.” Keegan barely took a breath before he charged back in and I had to stare at the phone for a few moments just to make sure it was him.
When the phone had rung, I’d pictured flirting with the sexy boy, not having him explode with some kind of curious apologetic explanation.
“This really isn’t my fault, though, so I’m not sure I think blaming any of this on me would be a reasonable way to handle the situation, and so far you’ve proven to be very logical, which I find cute, so please don’t change that.”
What?
I was cute?
I’d been accused of being a lot of things, primarily an unfeeling asshole, but never cute.
“I won’t be upset.” I was fairly certain I could promise that.
Hopefully.
Before I could ask some clarifying questions, because I had quite a few at this point, he charged back in again, and from the sounds I was hearing in the background, he was pacing around the room. “I like both of you even though you’re very different and making decisions has never been my strong suit, but Julian says I have to talk to you about all this before we can have sex, so I’m assuming we have to talk about it before I should really have sex with you either.”
What?
“Julian?” My question stopped Keegan’s rambling right in its tracks.
He made a low agreeing sound that had me closing my eyes and shaking my head. It had to be Julian. I must have been quiet for longer than I’d realized because Keegan’s voice came out hesitantly. “Niall? Are you mad at me? Because I still want to sketch you and date you…and the whole submission thing too.”
That had a bark of laughter jumping out of me and I heard him sigh. “Oh good, you’re not mad. For some reason I got the impression from Julian that you might be frustrated about this, but I’m glad you know each other. That will make it all so much easier.”
All of what so much easier?
Looking over at the clock, I did some mental gymnastics with my schedule and decided I could make it work. “Keegan, what do you think about coming over to my place tonight? Have you eaten yet?”
Out of everything, that was the piece that seemed to stump him. “Um, I don’t think so?”
I could almost picture him looking around the room for clues. Over the past few days, I’d come to realize just how distracted he could be with his work…and it really did seem to be his career, which was fascinating.
Rephrasing the question, I tried again. “Are you hungry?”
The only reason I was hungry at nine at night was that my last meeting of the day had run incredibly late and then there’d been a thousand other details to tie up before I could leave.
This question seemed to be easier to answer because his cheerful reply came quickly. “Yes.”
“All right, then.” I thought for a moment then charged in. “I’m going to order pizza and we’ll eat when you get here. Bring a change of clothes and whatever you need to stay overnight. You can stay in the guest room.”
He sucked in a breath, but I cut him off before he could say anything. “We are going to talk and then I am going to talk to Julian and only then will we have sex. Is that clear?”
A huff came through the phone, but he quickly hid his frustration. “Yes, Sir.”
After a moment, I heard, “Why are Doms all alike?” He probably thought that whispered comment had been too low to hear, but it was good to know that he’d gotten a similar lecture from Julian. “But does that mean you’ll spank me? Because I was good and on my date with Julian the other day he spanked me, but he said no sex until I talked to you. I just wasn’t sure how to talk to you.”
With anyone else I would’ve thought they were trying to manipulate me, but Keegan said it all so matter-of-factly that I knew it was just a quest for information.
How was I supposed to answer that, though?
“Julian said that there would be no sex until you talked to me?” There had to be more rules than that.
“Yes.” Then after a moment, Keegan continued. “Oh, then he said after I talked to you that you would probably call him and you would talk and then we could have sex…and now I don’t know why I was so worried about this.”
This was all turning out to be like some kind of soap opera.
“I think talking to Julian will be a good idea.” Where we’d go from there, I had no idea.
“I’ll think about the spanking part, but I want you to focus on getting your stuff together and coming over. I’ll text you my address.” Shaking my head, I continued. “And I think letting Julian know that you’re spending the night here so we can talk about this would be a good idea.”
