Finley did so, swirling his tongue around it as the scent of leather filled his nose. Saliva pooled in his mouth and he looked up to meet the soft gaze of the Dom whose smile was so wicked Finley moaned and sucked harder.
Kage’s lips parted, and he licked the bottom one. No way was he affected by Finley. Could he be?
With a lewd pop, he extracted his thumb and disappeared from Finley’s field of vision.
Wet pressure between Finley’s cheeks.Was that what Kage’s cock would feel there?Finley’s mind raced.Calm down, it’s just a thumb.
Finley pushed his ass back, but Kage only traced the rim of Finley’s asshole.
“What’s your safeword?”
“Glass,” Finley replied on a whimper.
“Do you wish to use it?”
“No,” Finley said, with more snark than he’d intended. The tip slipped in. “Ah.” It was so thick, so foreign, Finley clenched involuntarily.
“Then let me in.” The whispered words sent shivers through him. Kage licked the delicate shell of Finley’s ear then kissed the spot behind it.
A long exhale left Finley’s lungs and his hole accepted Kage’s thumb.
Was it really that? It felt so much thicker.
The slight burning sensation was uncomfortable, but the stretch was so good, it made it worth it. Then Kage moved the digit in and out in a slow glide, drawing broken whimpers out of Finley.
He was playing with him. Pushing him. Then again, it was exactly what Finley had asked for on his form. Finley’s cock dripped precome on the bench, twitching with every delicate movement of Kage’s thumb until the Dom slid it out and massaged the rim. He wished he could stroke himself. Fuck, if Kage would do it for him, he could come in seconds.
The chain above him rattled, and the rope tying Finley’s wrists to it became loose. Kage caressed Finley’s back along the spine, then added pressure between his shoulder blades.
“Bend forward.” Kage guided Finley to fold at a forty-five degree angle, then poured something slippery all over his backside. The exotic floral fragrance that filled the air reminded him of a massage parlour he’d dropped off a friend at once.
Kage placed the bottle on the rolling table. It was some kind of oil called Ylang-Ylang. It smelled fantastic.
Firm hands massaged his ass, sliding over Finley’s rim and past it.
“Tease.” The word left Finley’s mouth without thought and it hit him what he’d done only when the massage stopped. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
“You learn fast. But you need to do better.” Kage pushed a finger into him, deeper than before. Or so he thought.
Finley gasped but stayed in place, focusing not to clench around it.Was it just the tip or more?Kage’s fingers looked so slender, but inside Finley they felt enormous. When a second one joined it, Finley released a moan. The stretch was glorious, nearly too much, yet not enough. Kage glided the digits in and out with a motion so languid Finley wanted to push back ontothem, but at the same time, he didn’t want to disappoint his Dom.
Hisonly for this session.
“That’s a beautiful tight cunt. I’d love to ruin it.”
Holy hell.Finley whimpered at the thought of Kage fucking into him, hard and fast.Yes, please.
“Oh, you’d like that,” Kage said in his guttural yet melodious voice. “Not today.”
Tease!Finley didn’t say it this time but clamped his teeth together.
“Your gorgeous ass is nice and open. It’s ready to take a plug.” Kage swirled the digits inside one more time, then pulled out.
Finley clenched over the emptiness and looked towards the rolling table. His shoulders hurt from the angle his hands were at but he had bigger concerns now.
How big was the plug? He should have prepared himself with toys more. Fuck.
Kage must have seen his panic and appeared in his field of vision with a small piece of silicone with a hoop at the wide base. It wasn’t tear-shaped like the one Finley had found online, but crooked and round at the end.Oh. Was it for his prostate? Holy hell.Thank fuck he’d done so much research.
