Then he smiles, making me laugh.
“There’s my good boy,” he gently says, nuzzling my nose with his.
This is one of those funny differences between him and Casey. She’s easier on me physically, seems to burrow deep into my mind, and our sexy play is like she’s reached into my brain and made my fantasies real. Emotionally, however, there’s always remained a distance between us on her part that I’ve never been able to bridge.
Whereas George beats the crap out of me and has fun with me at my expense, but when he switches modes he’s gentle and tender and loving, and I’d kill or die for him to keepthatfeeling going.
Like I could almost close my eyes and imagine he wants to…bewith me.
Except I know that’s not possible, no matter what he proposed during the DC trip.
Right?
He kisses me again. “She’s coming back in an hour. She’s not spending the night—she’s going to her girlfriend’s house. She’d already asked Aussie to stay over, so Aussie will say I have plans and have to spend the weekend working, anyway. The girl’s parents are out of town this weekend. Right now, they’re heading out to dinner to meet up with other friends.”
“I’m sorry.”
He cups my cheek. “Hey,stop,” he gently says. “You’renotgoing anywhere, and our weekend isn’t ruined.”
“But…you should spend time with her.”
“We will. We’ll spend time with her later, but she’snotspending the night here. I told her I have company this weekend, and had she called me first, I would’ve warned her and told her not to stop by.”
His blue gaze searches mine. I can tell he’s serious.
I try one more time. “Sir, I’ll be okay if you want to spend time with her.”
He sadly smiles. “ButIwon’t, boy. You don’t understand, do you?”
“Understand?”
He sighs. “Dec, Ican’tsleep unless you’re in bed with me. That’s why I’m always so grouchy by the time the weekend hits. I’m usually running on maybe three hours sleep a night, if that. That’s why Case gives you to me every weekend—so I can recover. Unless you’re in bed with me, Ican’t—”
He chokes up. “Without you in bed with me, I can’t make the sound of the wind and the screams go away.”
Chapter Sixteen
Sir removes the butt plug from me and fucks me after I blow him enough to get him hard again. I love how me takes me like this, me on my back, my legs wrapped around him, able to stare up into his eyes, able to watch his face.
Able to kiss him.
He kisses me now, slowly fucking me, making love to me.
That’s what I can fool myself into thinking, at least. That it’s making love for him and not just sex.
I’m still shocked he’s not sending me away, but as I watch his face and feel him start to come inside me, I shove all those other emotions to the side and focus on staying here and now, with him.
Forhim.
He kisses me after he comes, then we have our nuzzling, our snuggling.
My balance is restored, mostly.
Although his revelation has taken me totally off-guard. I guess I hadn’t realized that about his sleep patterns, but in retrospect it makes sense.
Why he always tries to keep me in bed with him and sometimesordersme to stay.
Why he frequently curls up with me for naps in his office during the week.
