“Well, that’s much better than saying I love you.”
“I won’t tell you that every day. Too many words and I like to keep it simple.”
“Oh I know, you are definitely a man of few words. Come on, I want to see everything.”
We spend the next half hour looking around the building, making plans for what I need to do, and what kind of materials I need to order for these infinity sculptures. I don’t think this smile will ever leave my face.
It’s later in the evening and I’m laying in bed scrolling through my phone, looking for material suppliers for my new workshop. There is so much to do and I just want to get started.
Ethan walks in wearing just a pair of boxers and my mouth waters at the outline of his cock. I think he deserves a treat tonight. Just as he approaches the bed, I notice a velvet box in his hands, that he then places in front of me on the sheets.
“What’s this?”
“Open it.”
I lift the lid of the soft velvet box and swoon at the platinum bracelet inside. It has a small padlock on theside and the bracelet is thick. It must’ve cost a fortune. I love it.
“It’s beautiful. What’s the occasion?” I say as he pulls my wrist towards his lap, and places the bracelet around my right wrist, and proceeds to put the lock in place.
“It’s a symbol. It lets everyone know that you’re mine.”
“You’re so creepy. Wait, is this a genuine lock?” I try to unclasp the bracelet but it won’t unlock. Ethan pushes his finger under my chin and presses a harsh kiss on my lips. Why do I feel like I’m not gonna like the answer to this?
“Yes. Only I can remove it. I had it specially designed. It has a small tracker welded into the platinum that’s connected to my phone.”
“Are you fucking joking? You’re tagging me? Like a dog?”
“Yes.”
“Take it off, Ethan.”
“No.”
“Ethan!” I shout and push my wrist in his face, furious that he just trapped me. He catches me off guard and pushes me back onto the bed, raising my hands above me, holding them in place. His muscle and strength makes it difficult to move.
“Stop complaining. You love this, you know you want this, Leo.”
“No, I don’t. It’s stalking.”
“It’s commitment and care,” he whispers into my ear as he kisses down my neck, trying to distract me.
“Ethan,” I say, but he sucks hard on my neck. Bastard.
“Accept it, Leo. You know you want this. Me thinking about you all day, watching where you are, obsessing over you, protecting you. Doesn’t it turn you on knowing that you take up all my thoughts through the day? Hmm?” he says in a low sultry whisper that has me trembling under his body. The asshole is yet again brainwashing me. And it’s working.
“Ethan, this is not what normal people do,” I say without much conviction as my hard dick has taken over my thinking.
“We’re not normal, Leo. We’re unique. Accept it, don’t make me feel sad,” he says, kissing my neck more intently.
“You don’t feel sadness, Ethan.”
“No, but I will punish you if you don’t wear it. Accept it,” he says harshly into my neck as he rubs his lower body against mine.
“You’re a controlling, manipulative freak.”
“Good boy,” he says before moving his mouth down my chest and latching onto my left nipple. He sucks so hard my body bows off the bed, enjoying the pain. He assaults my nipple like it has offended him and I’m a writhing mess as he focuses solely on that one erogenous zone. I want him to suck the other nipple too. I want him to suck my cock, but he knows this and is teasing me, pushing my body to its max.
“Ethan,” I whine, wanting more. Without words he releases my nipple and moves down the bed. No eleganceor slowness, he just engulfs my entire dick with his mouth and I wail out in pleasure. His mouth is finally where I want it most. I take no shame in holding his head guiding his mouth to the speed I want. I take what I want and there is a great power in that. This pleasure is mine. Ethan knows how to give head, his suction is hard, his tongue licks up every part of my shaft as he teases my balls before sucking me back down again.
