“You made me very proud tonight.” Gregory’s voice floated from the mattress. “You made the most beautiful noises and sent everyone into a frenzy.”
Landon’s dick pulsed against his leg and he fisted the sheets to stop from touching it.
“It makes me hard again just thinking about it,”
“I’m glad, Sir.” Landon clenched his jaw and listened to Gregory flip open the lube and squirt some onto his cock. His own cock pulsed when he heard the familiar, slick sound of Gregory jerking himself—just out of sight and out of reach.
“Get some sleep, Landon.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Landon closed his eyes and listened to Gregory’s soft sighs and wet grip until he reached his orgasm with a hoarse groan.
Gregory settled into the mattress, then the soft sounds of his breathing filled the room. Landon closed his eyes and fell asleep with an insistent throb between his legs and a smile across his lips.
* * *
Landon awoke later,sun in his eyes and a cock in his mouth. Gregory used his knee to shove Landon’s shoulder against the floor and then angled his hips downward so his dick stretched Landon’s lips wide.
Gregory fisted his hair and pulled his head up, fucking his mouth with short and rushed thrusts until he came with a grunt. Landon sucked and licked at the swollen tip of Gregory’s dick until he took it away, then dropped back onto the nest of blankets.
Gregory stepped over him and disappeared. Landon heard the shower turn on, and he closed his eyes, tracing his fingers mindlessly over his lips. He had work to do today, but he wanted to lie there longer, wrapped up in the mess they’d made last night.
Gregory emerged from the shower and dressed silently, sitting on the bed to pull up another colorful pair of socks. He laced up his oxfords and skated one of the soles across Landon’s sensitive nipples.
“You can stay as long as you want,” he said.
Landon opened his eyes and turned his head so he could see Gregory’s face. His eyes were alight with deviance and he ground his heel into Landon’s chest. He let go of the sheets and relaxed his muscles with a happy sigh.
“God, you’re something,” Gregory said, taking his foot away. He stepped over Landon and smoothed his slacks with his hands, shaking the cuffs loose of his shoes.
Landon rolled over and tracked Gregory as he picked up his wallet and phone from the dresser and tucked them into his pockets. He returned to Landon and squatted down, curling his finger for him to sit up. He did, and Gregory rewarded him with a kiss.
“I love you,” he said against Landon’s lips.
“I love you, too.”
“I’ll see you soon.”
Gregory stood up, grabbed his keys and was gone. Landon listened to him move around in the kitchen, then the front door opened and closed.
Landon stretched, kicking the blankets away. First, he’d shower, then he’d go home and find out what the hell Verity was up to with Aaron and why they hadn’t said anything about it.
Landon padded into the bathroom and took a quick shower, masterfully avoiding contact with his dick, since Gregory hadn’t told him he could touch it yet, then dried off and searched the house for his clothes. He found everything but his socks, and not wanting to shove his clean, bare feet into his boots, he decided to just borrow a pair of Gregory’s.
There were so many socks in Gregory’s drawer, Landon couldn’t help but laugh. Every color and pattern imaginable, and a stack of bandanas to match. Landon grabbed a pair of red and purple socks, then thumbed through the stack of bandanas, curious as to what kinks Gregory held dear enough to flag.
Red. Landon snorted a laugh.
Gray.
Black.
Navy.
Fuchsia.
The stack slipped to the side, and Landon’s heart caught in his throat. His hand shook as his fingers wrapped around the thin, black leather collar that had been hiding under the contents of the drawer. Landon slid the material through his fingers and scowled at it. The collar was rough, unfinished on the inside, with a small O-ring adorning the front. It jingled like a bell as he moved the collar from hand to hand.
Under any other circumstances, he’d have been pleased to find a hidden collar—to think that Gregory had bought it for him and was just waiting for the right time to lock it on…but Landon knew the kind of collar Gregory wanted him to have—he’d described in detail on their last date—and this collar wasn’t it.
