Peter had come a long way from the shy omega that was delivered to their door a month ago but making his request still made him blush like a summer tomato.
“I can do that,” Tex said, deepening his voice and making Peter bite his lip. He took off his leather jacket and hung it in the closet, flexing his arms so that they made the sleeves of his uniform shirt bulge. “Go get three toys you want me to use, and the tingling lube.”
Peter’s breath caught, his pupils dilating into inky pools of black as he rushed to obey Tex’s command.
Shaking his head, Tex gripped his cock through his breeches and wondered how he’d managed to hit the jackpot, not just once with Carver, but twice with Peter as well.
Pulling off his boots, Tex went to the closet and found the new boots he’d gotten at Leather House. Peter might have offered to play with his feet, but they were starting with boot worship.
If Peter was going to offer foot play, Tex was going to take full advantage.
Going to the bedroom, Tex stared at himself in the mirror and debated whether or not he should keep his shirt on. After a moment’s thought, he decided not. He took it off, Peter watching him strip with a hungry expression.
Peter was already on the bed, a small collection of vibrators lying next to him, along with the tingle lube and Tex’s new sandpaper gloves.
“You want me to use these on your hole?” Tex asked, wondering what Peter was thinking. The gloves would be absolutely brutal on the sensitive skin on his rim.
“No, after I come, I want to sit on your knot while you wear them and play with my nipples.”
Tex chuckled, slapping the gloves down into his palm. “You’re very demanding today,” he said, letting a bit of alpha authority seep into his voice.
Peter shuddered, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, relishing the sensation of Tex’s authority rolling over him.
“You could spank me to teach me a lesson?” he suggested, opening his eyes and looking up at Tex through his lashes.
Tex grinned. “I’ll leave the spanking to Carver,” he said, climbing up on the bed and sitting down with his back against the headboard. He patted his lap, indicating for Peter to get into position.
Peter did, turning around and backing his ass up so that he was draped over Tex’s lap, his legs on either side of Tex’s waist, his torso draped over his thighs.
Tex pulled his feet up, putting his boots in reach of Peter’s mouth, hands gripping his omega’s firm bubble butt.
He loved the way he could fit Peter’s whole ass in his hands, thumbs pulling apart his cheeks to expose his pink hole.
“Start licking,” he ordered, punctuating the command with a harsh smack on Peter’s ass. Peter let out a greedy moan, grabbing Tex’s right boot by the ankle and licking up the side of his foot.
Tex’s cock throbbed, the sight of Peter lying there tonguing his boot making his abs clench with tight arousal.
“That’s it,” he said, reaching for the tingle lube and popping open the cap. Peter didn’t need lube, his slick making his ass wet whenever Tex or Carver so much as looked at him, but the tingle lube added an element of heat that drove Peter crazy.
Pushing two big fingers into Peter’s hole, making him moan and scrape his teeth over the leather of Tex’s boots, Tex scissored his fingers wide and poured a generous helping of lube right into his hole.
Reaching for the most intense vibrator Peter had selected, a wicked little curved thing that would show Peter’s prostate no mercy, Tex pushed it in and nudged it right up against Peter’s prostate. He turned it to the lowest setting, making Peter clench down hard, and then started working his fingers in next to the vibrator, seeing how many he could fit.
By the time he kicked off his boots, wanting to feel Peter’s tongue between his toes, Tex had managed to get four fingers into Peter’s hole and turned the vibrator to the highest setting.
It was annoying to have the intense vibrations right there on his hand, but it was worth it with the way Peter thrashed and moaned. The combination of the tingle lube, the vibrator and Tex brutally stretching his rim had to be intense.
“Too much?” Tex asked, Peter sucking on his big toe like his life depended on it.
“More,” Peter demanded, arching his back and trying to push his ass up.
Tex growled. How could Peter still not be satisfied? Yanking the vibrator out, Tex pushed his fingers into a cone andpressed.
If Peter wanted more, then that was exactly what he would get.
“Oh my god!” Peter whimpered, the thickest part of Tex’s hands stretching his rim until it was white and looking ready to tear.
Tex knew better. He had been pushing Peter’s ass for a month, and he knew that it could take more than this.
