“So what’s with the guy you’re seeing?” Willits asks.
Thankfully, this is a conversation that I think I can distract him with. “Good. He’s real good. I’m… trying to figure my own shit out there.”
“Are you self-homophobic?” he asks, raising a brow.
“What is that?” Felton asks, frowning.
I laugh. “What the fuck, dude? No.”
Willits smirks. “Sorry, did I ask that wrong? Are you having a sexuality crisis?”
“No, man,” I say, shaking my head. “Nothing like that at all. I’m not interested in creating a banner or writing it in the sky, but I’m comfortable in my bisexuality. It’s not that at all.”
“Oh,” Willits says. “Well… good. Then what are you trying to figure out?”
“Dominance,” I say, still amused.
“Ah.” Willits looks down at his plate. “Sorry. I’m frustrated and irritated with my family. I didn’t mean to assume you were…”
“It’s okay,” I say, kicking his leg so he looks up at me. “I imagine it’s hard to see your parents that way.”
“Yeah. But I don’t want to talk about them anymore. Tell me about being a dom. What are you struggling with?”
I sigh and shake my head. I’m not interested in continuing this conversation beyond what I’ve had with Felton, but I don’t want Willits to be stuck in his head all night either. Maybe I just need to say some words out loud for a while. Maybe if I talk this out, I’ll figure out what I need to do.
CHAPTER 20
SHIVELY
My body archesas the vibrator hovers over my left nipple. It just barely touches me. Just enough that everything feels electric.
Dasan hums. It’s deep, low, and growly, a sound that settles in my balls.
He’s lying on me, between my legs, my dick between his lips though he’s not sucking on my cock at all. This is Omega Dick Worship Hour, but for some reason, he’s playing with my nipples too.
If someone had asked me as recently as last week whether I thought my nipples were sensitive, I’d have said no. As it turns out, that’s incorrect. Dasan has this little vibrator on his finger, and he’d been touching my dick with it. My balls.
I’m not sure when or why he moves up to my nipples, but holy fuck, I feel like I’m being electrocuted. In a good way. It hovers just over my left nipple while his fingers pinch my right nipple. The contrast has me panting.
My hips rock up in alternating time with the arching of my back. Dasan’s lips become more firm around my dick for just a second. There’s a short moment of suction that has me gasping before my cock is freeballing in his mouth.
Just there. Hanging out. Not suckling like I do on his, but… resting. I feel his hot breath through his nose on my pelvis. I feel the hint of his throat tightening every time he swallows since my cockhead is just barely touching his tonsils.
“I’m going to come,” I whine. “Please, Alpha. Please, can I come?”
His chuckle is deep and rumbly. I feel it vibrate through me as if the vibrator is big enough to cover my entire body. But… maybe from the inside.
“Not yet, omega. Be good for me and just enjoy my attention.”
“I am,” I assure him. Tears prickle my eyes. “I need to come so bad, Alpha.”
“I know you do, but I’m not convinced I’ve properly worshipped your dick tonight. Have I? Do you feel like your dick has been worshipped? Do you feel as though your cock is perfect?”
I whimper. He doesn’t do anything different. Oh, wait. His fingers pinch my nipple again. That’s what has my hips jerking up just as he takes my dick in his mouth again. Or maybe it’s the heat of his mouth being reintroduced to my cock.
“Please,” I beg. “My dick is great. It’s the perfect size and shape. Please, Alpha.”
“You know there will be a punishment for lying to me, right? Is that what you want?”
