Gene wasn’t unaffected by his words.
Oh, the opposite.
There was something so delicious about this man wantonly desperate to please him. Maybe this was his calling.
As Ethan’s master.
“Oh, Tala, you make Daddy very happy, and incredibly horny. I think we’re going to have a little lunch interlude,” he whispered. “Just some sleezy hookup where I fuck you and make you keep the cage on the whole time. That’s an excellent training lesson in control.”
Oh, God.
He hoped so.
And he hoped not.
It was a mix of both for Ethan because he wanted to desperately empty his balls for this man, but he also loved howsadistic he was, refusing to let him. It was torture, and he was getting off on that.
Ethan was enjoying every moment. It was like really prolonged foreplay, and if anything, he’d learned Gene was a master at it.
“Yes, please,” he whispered, as Gene tweaked one of his nipples, and his body bucked from the pain and pleasure. “Make me suffer for you. I’m desperate for you to make this as difficult on me as you can. I want to please you more than get pleasure myself.”
Oh, and he would.
The man could bet on that.
“Are you offering up some precum yet, Tala?” he asked, whispering in his ear. “Because I want you wet and feeling it.”
God.
He was.
The cage had a solid plastic tip to catch any precum, and Ethan could feel that wetness against the head of his dick. It was maddening.
This man did this to him.
He was so horny.
“Yes,” he whispered. “I am.”
Oh, that made Gene very happy.
“Definitely plan on something kinky around lunch time. I’ll plan accordingly. Be prepared to be on your knees for me, Tala.”
That hit him in the balls, and made him ache even more. The mere idea gave him that overwhelming need to do whatever Gene wanted.
“Promise?” Ethan whispered. “Make it dirty. I want to be your whore.”
Oh, well, he could bet on that.
There was no way Gene wasn’t taking him up on that offer. A wild Ethan was a hot fuck, and even though they had to work, that didn’t mean that bad boys couldn’t play in their downtime.
And he was the baddest boy of them all.
That was the truth.
“Motel? Car? Alley? Where do you want to be when Daddy fucks that ass of yours, Tala?” he asked. “Tell me all your dirty fantasies so I can make them come true.”
He shook.
