Bound Between You, page 9
part #4 of Tender Control Series
“Yes, but only good boys get monster cocks to play with.”
Okay, that one was even weirder.
But how could I feel awkward about something that turned him on so completely?
His head leaned into my touch and he nuzzled me, looking up at me with submission and absolute adoration. “Thank you, Master.”
Shit.
I was going to end up wearing a monster dick.
“You’re welcome, boy.” Stroking his cheek, I gave him a tender kiss before leaning back and widening my legs. “But before you earn your toy, you have to show me how good you can be for your Master.”
I wasn’t sure which he found more erotic, having to earn his toy or just getting to pick one out, but something about the whole scene really did it for him.
“I will.” The breathy promise came with an earnest hunger that made him look like he couldn’t wait to get his lips around my cock. “I’ll be good for you, Master.”
Slowly running my hands up my thighs, I framed my erection with my hands and let my fingers stroke along the side as he watched. “I can’t wait to see what a good little cocksucker you are. You’ve got such pretty lips. They should always have something to suck on.”
Keegan’s sexy whimper sent a bolt of desire through me.
He had me so hard just the anticipation of freeing my dick felt incredible. But it was even better when I released the button on my pants and slowly eased the zipper down. When my cock was finally free, framed by my pants, Keegan leaned forward and licked his lips. “Now, Master?”
My hungry boy.
Wrapping my fingers around my dick, I gave it a gentle stroke. “Are you going to be good for me?”
I moaned as my fingers stroked over my slit, and just the sound had him whimpering needily again. “Yes, Master. I’ll be a good cocksucker, I promise.”
If I came before his lips even touched my dick, would I ever live it down?
“Then show me.” Reaching out, I cupped the back of his head and pulled him close before settling back against the couch as his lips got closer.
As his mouth finally sank over my cock, we both moaned as his lips tightened around me. Slowly taking me deeper, he teased my dick with the back of his throat before easing off and playing with the tip. It was all I could do to keep my hands relaxed on his head, caressing him as he worked to please me.
The sweet sounds he made as he let everything go and focused completely on my dick were almost as perfect as the look of bliss on his face. I wouldn’t call it subspace, but there wasn’t a worry in his head as he gave himself completely to me.
As the pleasure built and he seemed to get even more lost in the moment, time lost all meaning until I knew neither of us could wait any longer. Running my hands down his cheeks, I caressed his throat and moaned as he took me deeper again. “Oh yes, baby…I’m close…”
I forced my hands to drop away from his head, wanting him free to move as I came, but every dark instinct inside me wanted to force his head deeper on my dick. When he finally swallowed around the head of my dick, the sexy-as-fuck gagging noise he made was what finally threw me over the edge.
As I came, he swallowed my cum and wrung every drop of pleasure he could out of me. When he finally released my dick, he looked almost drunk with the pleasure he got from making me absolutely melt.
Sitting up, I quickly tucked my dick away and gave him a tender kiss. “You were perfect.”
He nuzzled into my hand as I stroked his cheek. “Was I a good cocksucker, Master?”
The dirty question was so sweetly asked that it made my dick jerk. “You were the best cocksucker ever. Come here for me.”
Helping him to stand, I had him straddle my lap so I could run my hands over his sexy body and hard cock. As I gently ran my fingers over his erection, he whined and wiggled, desperately trying not to fuck my hand.
“You did a very good job.” Tightening my hold, I slowly jerked him off, letting my speed gradually build as I stroked his ass with my other hand. “I think my boy deserves a reward.”
Keegan was shaking, and his eyes were unfocused and half-open as he stared into mine. “I…I want to be good, Master.”
That seemed to be his way of telling me how close he was, but I wasn’t sure exactly what was going through his mind at the moment.
“Did you like sucking me off? Did you like getting to play with my cock?” A jolt of pleasure fired through him as he nodded, and his eyes closed as he seemed to fight for restraint.
But I didn’t want his control…I wanted his pleasure.
“Then show me.” Gripping him tighter, I focused on the head of his cock, pulling a sexy gasp from him. “Show me how much you loved sucking my dick.” Pressing against his slit had him shaking harder and I knew he couldn’t last. “Show me how good it felt to please your Dom.”
Brushing over his hole seemed to be what finally pushed him over the edge. As my finger teased over his entrance, I tightened my grip and sent him flying. “Come.”
His orgasm burst through him and cum flooded my hand as I stroked his cock. When he collapsed against me, wrung out from the pleasure, I gentled my touch, but I didn’t release him. As I continued to tease him and he looked like he couldn’t decide if it was pleasure or pain, I kissed his head. “That’s my good boy…so sweet…such a good boy…”
As he drifted off and everything in him relaxed, I let him sink into subspace and just held my sweet spitfire.
Chapter 10
Keegan
“You know, when I said to talk to several Doms, this wasn’t what I meant.” Mom smirked as I rolled my eyes.
“No, I’m pretty sure this is exactly what you were picturing.” She always liked more interesting relationships. “You just didn’t think I’d find two perfect Doms right away.”
She needed to stop doubting my abilities.
They were both wonderful.
She scoffed but didn’t disagree with me. “I’d feel a lot better about Niall if he’d slept with you.”
Rolling my eyes again, I finished putting the last of the dishes in the dishwasher. “He wanted me. That’s not something a guy can hide. He’s just nervous about dealing with Julian and I think he wants to make sure we’re going to work out before he takes that step. I think he’s one of those guys who gets emotionally attached once they have sex.”
Mom wasn’t happy with that answer, but she was the type of person who never fully felt like she understood a partner until she’d taken that step. But Niall’s restraint didn’t worry me. “Even Julian didn’t seem surprised that I hadn’t made love with Niall yet.”
At first I’d thought that was because he was so focused on the first time we would be together like that, but after my mother’s question, I was starting to think I was right about Niall’s reservations. “He’s a good Dom and we talk a lot and he’s given me spectacular orgasms, so stop assuming something’s wrong.”
She was such a worrier.
“Fine.” She huffed, picking up her teacup and making a show of looking very relaxed. “But I expect to meet him soon. If they can’t even come over to dinner here together, I’m not sure this is a good idea.”
Okay, she might have a point there, but I wasn’t sure enough to admit that.
“He’ll come over when he’s ready.” Probably after we had sex. “But you’ve already met Julian, so it’s not as stressful for him. The situation is completely different.”
For someone who always said not to compare apples and oranges, she was doing a lot of comparing.
“Niall is more reserved and I think there’s something stressful in his background. So we’re going to be patient.” Leaning back against the counter, I gave her a firm look. “Both of us.”
I got a very believable-looking expression that said I’d offended her delicate sensibilities, and with the teacup in her hand, it looked almost genuine. Which was probably why she’d made the tea to begin with. “My face is beside the word patient in the dictionary.”
Snorting, I pushed off the counter and went over to give her a hug. “Bullshit. It’s either beside bossy or nosy.”
Not giving her a chance to give any more opinions on the state of my love life, I walked toward the back door.
“I’m going to head out to the workshop. Julian is going to be here any minute and we’re going to work for a while.” Her dirty chuckle made me grin. “We are going to work. Then we’re just going to have sex.”
“Just make sure you’re on time for dinner and don’t come to the table covered in anything.” She waved her hand dismissively when I started to snicker. “I mean clay or paint.”
Of course she had.
“You’re terrible.” But I couldn’t imagine having anyone else for a mother, so I just grinned as I headed out the back door and toward my workshop.
It looked like an old-fashioned carriage house that had been turned into a garage. It matched the aesthetics of the house, but inside it was a wonderful open space with lots of light that was perfect to work in.
Just walking through the yard and toward my studio was enough to relax me, and everything started to fall into place inside me as I walked in the door. As I moved around the main room, making sure everything was ready to work and ready for Julian, I walked over to the back wall that was lined with windows and took a deep breath.
I wasn’t nervous about sketching him or about making love with him, but it was all bubbling up inside me and I wasn’t sure how that would affect the art. It was so clear in my head, but I didn’t want the first time he saw me working to be chaotic and disjointed.
“You look entirely too stressed, scamp.” Julian’s teasing voice had me turning my head toward the door and smiling. “That’s better.”
Before I could turn to walk over, he crossed the room and wrapped me in his arms. “Look at that view.”
I giggled when he just stared at me. “I think you’re looking in the wrong direction.”
He simply scoffed and held me tighter. “Don’t question your Master.”
Grinning, I leaned into his embrace as the tension melted away. “You’re still going to let me sketch you, right?”
He laughed. “Would I come all this way and change my mind now? You live in the middle of nowhere, scamp.”
Doms were such drama queens.
“It’s not that bad.” Shifting us so we could both see out the windows, I felt the peace of the woods that were behind the house and smiled. “It’s not my fault you live in the city.”
How anyone could breathe in the hustle and bustle was beyond me, but people were so unique it probably shouldn’t surprise me that there were some who liked it.
Julian chuckled, kissing my head. “I can see why you like it here. I bet you don’t even have to cover the windows when you paint naughty things.”
I laughed, lifting my head to kiss his cheek. “Or when I sketch sexy men.”
He pretended to grumble and gave my ass a swat. “How many men are you planning on having over here?”
Laughing again, I wiggled closer. “Well, Gordon comes over on Wednesdays. We’re doing a series of nudes. He’s funny.”
He was also ninety and had decided he hadn’t done enough shocking things in his life, so posing had been on his bucket list. The project was turning out to be fascinating, but it wasn’t what Julian was probably picturing when he raised an eyebrow.
Giggling, I pointed toward a life-sized canvas in one corner that was about half done. “That’s Gordon.”
“Ah.” Julian’s teasing demeanor faded and his hand stroked my back as he studied it. “It’s going to be a series?”
Nodding, I couldn’t help grinning like a kid at Christmas. “Yes. It’s going to be great. We’re starting with his portrait as he is now, and then I’m going to work backward using his personal pictures to do a series of his life. His sons are scandalized, but thankfully they know this was all his idea.”
They were sexy guys, but entirely too stodgy for my taste.
If they thought posing nude was scandalous, I couldn’t imagine showing them my goodies.
“That sounds like it’s going to be incredible.” Julian kissed my head as he turned away from the project. “But I hope that’s not what we’re going for here. I was an awkward-looking teen.”
“I bet you were cute.” I smiled as he groaned. “But no, that’s not what we’re going to do. You’re going to be hard and sexy for me.”
He was so funny.
He was utterly relieved that I was going to put him in an erotic scene instead of just drawing him through the years. Naked or not, I would’ve thought that showing the dual natures of his desires would be harder to share, even with me.
It was just amazing the different things people found too personal.
As my mind started to drift, I pulled it back to the moment. No more ideas. I had a more than full plate already, and I wasn’t going to get any more projects started.
Julian chuckled. “I lost you for a moment.”
“You give me too many ideas.” Giving him a kiss, I relaxed into him and closed my eyes. “You’re a wonderful muse.”
“You know just what to say to get me to do anything for you.” Leaning down, he kissed my neck and nibbled up to my ear. “I love seeing your face go all soft when you get an idea. It’s so sexy.”
Fighting the urge to moan and let everything go, my words came out slightly haltingly. “That’s…that’s why you want to pose…you want to see me work.”
He chuckled, biting down just hard enough to send a shiver through me. “I’m going to love watching you work. You’re so fucking sexy and seeing you in your element is only going to be even more erotic.”
I wanted to argue, but I didn’t have the words. If anyone was sexy and could make anything erotic it was Julian, not me. “You’re going…you’re going to distract us.”
And as much as I wanted to make love to him, I had to get the ideas out first.
I just didn’t have a choice.
“You know, part of me wants to see how long I can distract you and how much I can push you.” He laughed quietly as I groaned.
“That would be mean, Sir.” Niall flashed through my mind for a moment and I cuddled closer to Julian. “Master?”
Julian made a low sound and kissed my head, pulling back from the wonderful teasing. As his touch turned soft and comforting, he hugged me again. “That sounds beautiful when you say it.”
I got another kiss and he stroked his hands over my back as he continued. “I bet Niall loves hearing you say that too.”
Since he brought Niall up, I didn’t feel bad about nodding. “Yes, he calls you Master Julian when he talks about you during a scene.”
For some reason Julian seemed surprised by that. There was a split second where he was completely still before the warmth came back into his touch. “He’s finding your sexy toys fascinating.”
It wasn’t what I thought he might say, but if he wasn’t ready to talk about it, that was understandable. “He’s going to buy me a new one.”
Julian chuckled that time. “I know. He’s been texting me nonstop worrying about which to pick.”
I couldn’t help giggling. “I showed him ones I would like and he said he was going to choose.”
I could hear the barely restrained laughter in his voice. “For him, picking out an entirely new career would be easier than picking a toy from that site.”
“Are you helping him?” They were so interesting together. I wasn’t sure what Julian would’ve done in Niall’s place.
Julian’s chest jerked like he was barely containing his laughter. “I made him a deal he can’t refuse.”
That had been deliberately vague.
Pulling back, I pouted which only made his grin wider. “Oh no, it’s my surprise. If you keep pouting, I’ll tell Master Niall that you’ve been naughty.”
“Aww.” I did my best innocent face. “He thinks not giving orgasms is a good punishment, though.”
Julian nodded. “And he’s probably right. You like spankings too much.”
Because spankings were the best.
Changing tactics, I kissed his cheek. “But I’m going to be so good for you that you won’t ever want to punish me.”
Hopefully.
No orgasms for a week was just too traumatic to think about.
Julian’s smile said he was skeptical about whether that would work. Giving my ass a pat, he kissed my nose. “Alright. No more distracting your muse. Tell me about what we’re going to do today.”
Yes.
Work first, then sex, or nothing would get done…and that thought was more frustrating than not getting an orgasm. I had to get him down on paper.
“Yes.” Taking a breath, I forced my legs to step back. “Work first.”
With that mental switch made, I found myself studying him as I walked around him. There were so many things I wanted to do with him…but where to start? Oh, apologies were always first. Almost forgot. “I get distracted when I work, so please don’t take that to mean you’re not important to me or to the process.”
The rest of the apology and explanation came easier as I sank into a different mindset. “I’m also going to apologize in advance for appearing to be short or rude. I don’t hear how instructions sound when I’m working and I won’t mean to be offensive.”
Julian laughed, making me look back up at his face. “Sounds like you’ve had some practice explaining that to people.”
I nodded, sighing. “People expect me to be polite. It’s difficult.”
That didn’t help stop his laughter, but his nod said he understood. “I bet it was even worse when you were younger.”
“Yes.” Finally, someone who got it. “Because I wasn’t old I was supposed to remember to be even more polite and apologize all the time for telling someone to move. It was frustrating.”
Julian chuckled, wrapping his arms around me to give me a teasing kiss. “I promise not to complain when the great artist gives his peon an order.”
Rolling my eyes, I kissed him back before stepping away. “No distracting the great artist and no copping feels when I’m working.”
Julian nodded, doing a terrible job at looking serious. “Got it. No sexual harassment while you’re working.”
