Tormenting him.
“Were you thinking about me when he fucked you and didn’t let you come?”
Another sexy whimper. “Yes, Mister President.”
“Bet you wished it was me fucking you so you could be sucking his cock at the same time, didn’t you? You’re such a little whore for us.”
His cock twitches in my hand. “Yesss.”
He’s sooo gone, bless his heart. I love it when he gets like this.
I love even more the trust he has in me to let me do this to him.
Grabbing his hips I hold on tight and thrust up into him. “Once Leo’s here all the time he’s going to learn what an eager slut you are for me. You realize that, right?”
“God, Ihopeso!”
I stifle my laughter and slam him down onto my cock to disengage his brain again. I really should do this more often for him. He doesn’t get to spend enough time with Leo to replenish his emotional well the way he needs, especially considering how much he has to deal with in the process of taking care of me.
Owning a pet president isn’t exactly the easiest gig in the world.
More guilt for me over that, which I shove to the side. No time or room for that tonight. Especially when we have another finite timeframe to look forward to.
Less than two weeks until Jordan can get his fix from Leo whenever he needs it.
We settle into a rhythm of Jordan riding me and me stealing kisses while I stroke his cock. Before long I know I’m close but I want to feel him come first.
I start stroking, doing everything I know he loves and my heart binding more tightly to him with every adorable groan and gasp I pull from him.
“Give it to me, baby,” I order, kissing him and speeding up my hand.
That gets him over and I start thrusting under him while he hotly spends in my hand, slicking both of us. I quickly follow, pulling his ass tight against me while I fill him and suck down every sweet noise he makes.
We both slump back against the headboard to catch our breath and I clasp hands with him, holding his right up so I can look at the ring. “What’d he say?”
He snorts. “He didn’t notice. Or if he did he didn’t say anything.”
“I find it hard to believe he didn’t notice.”
“Well, I kept my hand in my pocket a lot. Then later, once we were back at his place, I threaded the ring onto my other bracelet and left it in my pocket. I put it back on when I left.”
“Ah. Sneaky.”
“I have my moments.” He nuzzles my nose with his. “Wasn’t disobeying you, but I know Leo would have ordered me to tell him and I didn’t want to spoil the surprise by having him suspect something.”
I press my forehead against his for a long moment, inhaling, our mixed scent relaxing me the way it always does. “Love you, baby.”
He nuzzles me again. “Love you, too.”
We untangle and go clean up. Once we return to bed, I finally think I can sleep.
Except I don’t take the collar off him. Yes, it’s my collar. Yes, it’s big on him. And, yes, I could have put his leather collar on him.
I like the idea of him wearing what’s mine, though. Because next time I wear it, I’ll be thinking about it around Jordan’s neck.
I snuggle him tightly to me, the little spoon tonight, with him nestled in my arms and his ass pressed against me.
I find myself asking. “Why’d he send you back tonight like that?”
