“Okay.” I blinked, so tempted to trace the lines of his penis again.
But I kept my hands where they were.
Or at least I tried, and that was what had to count.
Chapter 44
Sabastian
Oakley did a great job with filling out the lists. I was surprised, as he didn’t leave too many things unmarked. The few things he did were easy to explain, even though towards the end, he seemed to be in his own world.
His eyes were closed as he leaned against me, mouth less than an inch from my hardened dick. His breath was warm, seeping through the pants I had on.
Did he know what he was doing to me? Heck, did he even know what he was doing, trying to touch me there?
Every so often, his fingers twitched, like he wanted nothing more than to touch, trace, and explore a part of me that he so far hadn’t paid a single second to.
And I was so close to letting him, too.
But if I did, what kind of person would I be? Telling him that nothing sexual was going to happen between us, then the next let him suck me off or touch me. Possibly both.
“Good boy, little one.” I ran a hand through his hair again. Every time I touched him, every time I told him how good he was, he’d scoot just a tiny bit closer and sigh, like he wanted to be the good boy he was.
“Do you need a reward for doing your chores?”
He nodded, eyes slowly opening.
I had a feeling his mental state was hovering between Little and Big. He fell into the little side so easily, as if it were natural. For him, it was exactly that.
I couldn’t wait to see how he’d grow into both rules as he gained his footing and opened up.
Today, he’d opened up more than I’d seen so far. Talking back like he had was a huge step, one that I couldn’t be any prouder of.
I wondered what he’d be like if he hadn’t had the sort of upbringing that he did. Would he have been a crazy boy who always sought out attention? Would he have found what he was looking for in college?
He’d have been everything I wanted then, too, no doubt. He was now, and I wanted nothing more than to help him continue to grow in the shoes he had.
“Reward?” He shuffled closer again, voice hopeful, as was the look in his eyes.
“What kind of reward do you want? We can do cuddles? Read a book? Make cookies?”
He shook his head, eyes dropping to my crotch before they came back up to meet mine.
From the list, he had given blowjobs, which was marked as green, as long as it was with me, he’d said.
Since he’d kneeled before me, he’s only had eyes for one thing.
“I guess since a little boy doesn’t have words-“
“I wanna touch.”
My lips stretched into a wide smile, knowing exactly what he was wanting. But I didn’t want to push him. This time, I was leaving it all up to him to make the first move.
“Go ahead.” I dipped my chin while in the back of my mind, my thoughts screamed that we hadn’t even kissed yet.
The hand under my leg slowly moved from the spot I put it in. I was surprised he kept it there, even though it’d have been easy for him to remove it, touching where he wanted.
Almost as if he were scared a part of me was going to jump out and bite him, his fingertips softly traced the length of me through my pants. It tickled, causing my cock to jerk. When it did, he pulled back his hand, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
