I kissed his cheek then carefully climbed off him, easing out. “Don’t move, love.”
I dropped to my knees and flipped the covers out of the way and, sure enough, there were things under the bed, mostly storage bins, a pair of socks of questionable cleanliness, and a small black duffel bag.
“This is heavier than it looks,” I said as I tugged it out.
I sat on the bed next to Reese and opened the bag. “You were holding out on me.” I examined the contents. Dildos of various sizes and shapes. A sleek case that could only contain sounds. Cuffs. And, of course, plugs of various sizes.
“Are these clean and ready for use?” I asked him, knowing what the answer would be, but I wanted to double-check to be sure.
“Mmhm,” Reese answered.
“Because you were such a good boy, you can pick. Small, medium, or large. But remember, the larger you go, the bigger your reward will be.”
“You’re a cruel man.”
“What’s it going to be?”
He was quiet for a moment, and then he answered, his voice soft and sure. “I’d like you to decide, Sir.”
Fuck, what a rush that was. Back when we first started this, I never expected to hear those words out of his mouth. He was dominant and had only ever played that way. I’d never force Reese to use the honorific, preferring instead to earn it. Things always meant more when you earned them. And with that in mind, I chose the largest plug.
CHAPTER 6
Reese
The plug Corypicked was beyond massive. It was something I’d bought years ago and never used, the girth of the thing overwhelming even for me to look at, let alone try putting into someone…least of all myself.
“Come here, darling,” Cory coaxed, straddling me and fisting my hair. He tugged my face up out of the pillow and pressed the tip of the plug against my mouth. “Open up and do it quick before you lose any of my cum out of your ass.”
“My mouth isn’t that?—”
Cory pushed and the plug slipped past my lips, stretching my jaw wide until it popped in with far less work than it would take to get the thing into my ass. He had his fingers wrapped around the base and he twisted the plug against the roof of my mouth, thrusting gently toward the back of my throat.
“I love when you drool for me,” he whispered, kissing my temple before easing the plug out of my mouth.
I groaned, working my jaw to ease the ache, burrowing my face back into the pillows when he pressed the spit-soaked tip of the plug against my already slick and well-fucked asshole.
“Stop teasing,” I begged.
“As you wish.” Cory pushed the plug into me and an embarrassing amount of precum leaked out of my dick, smearing the sheets.
“Oh, fuck.”
“Are you all right there?” He petted his hands over the swell of my ass and my hips fucked helplessly into the mattress.
“It’s a lot,” I managed to admit.
“Can you bear it?Willyou bear it?”
I nodded and cleared my throat. “Yes, Sir.”
“Would you say that to me on your knees?” he asked, stroking his fingers down the backs of my thighs.
I would do anything for him, filled with cum and stretched, ready for next time. I was absolutely out of my mind for this man. With a grimace, I shifted onto all fours, then onto my knees, until I was able to get off the bed entirely. Cory sat on the edge the mattress, and I sank down in front of him, threading my fingers together behind my head for no other reason than it felt like the right place for them to be.
“I will bear it,” I whispered. “Sir.”
“Fuck, I love you.” Cory tangled his fingers through my hair and brought us both up to our feet. He wrapped his arms around me, pressing our bodies together as he buried his face into the crook of my neck.
