I nodded, relieved he understood.
“Because you could hide.” He leaned forward, brushing his soft lips over my stomach.
A shiver ran up my spine. “Yes.”
“Thank you for being vulnerable for me today. Twice.”
My blush spread down my neck and my chest lifted. He laughed against my skin, his warm breath blowing over my cock.
“Like that, do you?”
“Of course.”
* * *
He licked from my groin to my belly button and I squirmed. “On your knees,” he said. “I want your pretty lips and that blush.”
I dropped and he took himself in hand again, feeding me his cock. My thank you’s were as reverent as a prayer.
I was spoiled and I knew it. His fingers skimmed down over the curve of my ass, sending a spark through my flesh. Poised on my knees, I waited for more—my reward for talking, my reward for staying.
I could have knelt at the altar of his feet and worshiped his cock forever. I didn’t want to give this up. Give him up.
* * *
“You are intoxicating, my Prince.”
My lips pulled around him, cheeks hollowing as I smiled. I opened my throat for him, welcoming Jensen as deep as he’d go. His groin pushed into my nose and I swallowed, rubbing my face there. I nudged his thighs further apart with my shoulders. He welcomed my body closer and then pressed his knees tighter around me.
“Don’t move.” He pulled the string from my sweats.
I turned my face, cocking my head to catch his eyes.
“You’ll see.” He leaned forward. “Clasp your hands behind your back.”
Without letting him fall from my mouth, I did as he asked, frozen when he bent over, trapped there the way he was. I had no room to retreat. He tied the string around my wrists, not tight enough to bite into my skin but enough to prevent me from using them. He straightened and ran his fingers through my hair. The loss of my arms changed my balance. He could easily force me onto his cock and I’d have little way of escaping.
My erection noticed. His touch remained soft. He let me lead, sucking him in.
“Such a good Prince. I’ve always loved your lips.”
I glowed with his praise, knowing more rewards were coming. My cock hurt, he had me so hard. My balls tight and ready to explode already. Pressure and heat ran through my joints and across my shoulder blades. My arms ached and I welcomed the stiffness from holding the position so long. The fire warming up my forearms, and my abs burning from the bobbing. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Take me as deep as you can go. To my hilt, swallow me.” He increased the pressure on the back of my head.
I did as he asked, my gag reflex aching but I swallowed it back, eyes starting to water from the intrusion.
“Say my name. Gag on it.”
I tried to force out ‘Daddy,’ but it was more of a throaty groan than anything else as I pulled off of him. I turned my head to the side, laying my cheek on his thigh as I made eye contact.
“Keep saying it.” He lifted his hips, jamming my face into his groin.
I was shaking with need, and my chest burned. He pulled me off of him and I whined, chasing his cock.
“You’re going to make me come, and Daddy wants to cum in your ass.”
I sucked in air, chest heaving as cool air flooded my lungs. I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed it. He grabbed my chin and wiped his thumb over the saliva dripping down it.
“Do you want to ride me? Face-to-face in this chair?”
I was nodding before the words were fully out of his mouth. I’d dreamed of being in the chair after all the hours we’d spent in one in the library. “Please.”
He grabbed me by one arm and helped me to my feet. I loved it when he manhandled me.
“Stay.” He pushed off his sweats and dug in the pocket, producing lube and a condom.
“Were those in there the whole time?” I asked.
“Of course they were. I knew you’d talk to me.” He rolled the rubber over his cock before drizzling lube over himself.
I waited, patiently as he massaged it over his length, moaning while he did. I lifted on my toes, breath catching.
“Eager?”
“Yes,” I said, breathless.
He grabbed me by the back of my thigh and urged me forward. “Come here.”
I shuffled between his knees.
“In my lap, my Prince.” His slick fingers found my ring, playing as I climbed into his lap, rather awkwardly without the use of my hands.
My knees sunk into the leather on either side of his thighs. It was a tight fit, but it was a big chair, barely enough room for us both. He pushed two fingers inside without warning and a burning spread through me. I bit down on my lower lip, combating the pain with more pain.
“Mmmmm. I’m going to wreck your hole tonight.”
* * *
“Promise?” I asked.
“I do, and you know I never break my promises.” He withdrew his fingers.
“I know, Daddy.”
* * *
He pressed his lips to the base of my throat and pushed his tip against my hole. I didn’t wait for permission, I slid down on him, the sting of his head entering causing me to moan.
“Horny boy.”
“It’s your fault.”
“I know.” He pushed a finger inside with his cock, stretching me further. “I’m going to make you wear a plug all day tomorrow.”
I dropped my face to his shoulder, unable to form thoughts. Between his teasing words and his cock, I was done for. The build-up from earlier had me on edge all day. “You’re going to make me come.”
“Isn’t that the point?” he asked, rocking into me when I was fully settled on his cock.
“Only when you want me to.”
“I want you to. I’m going to make you orgasm until it hurts tonight and then I’m going to blow you until you beg me to stop.”
I squirmed, almost losing it right there.
“I’ll be wrecking you the whole time, too. It’s going to be a long evening, my Prince.”
He grabbed my hip and changed my pace, forcing my hips to tilt and his finger sank deeper, setting a relentless pace. I was lost to moans and the pressure building in my balls.
“Hello?” came a familiar voice and we both froze.
Panic iced my veins and my chest constricted. I picked up my head, finding Jensen’s eyes and my own fear reflected in them.
“Aiden? You here?” Came my brother’s voice.
Six
AIDEN
You didn’t lock the fucking door,” Jensen hissed under his breath, struggling to put his cock away before my brother came around the corner.
“I never lock the fucking door!” I replied, not sure if I should be scrambling to get off Jensen’s cock or staying where I was because then at least it wasn’t on display for my brother. “And he lives here.”
“Aiden?” Adam said, his voice getting closer.
“Not a good time!” I called out, hoping he’d stop at the door. “Can you come back later?”
“What’s not a good time?” Closer still. “I live here.”