“I’ve got a better idea.” He clasps my hand and tugs me with him out of the ballroom and towards the bar where Felix is wiping down the surface. “Felix, catch.” He tosses a set of keys towards Felix who catches them deftly.
“You can lock up. I’ll get the keys back on Monday.”
“Righto, boss,” Felix grins and calls out. “Have fun.” Charley heads towards the back door, still towing me with him. I’m all for it. Who knew I’d have Charley being masterful as a kink.
“Can we go to the house?” I ask when we climb into the UTV. So far we’ve spent every night at Charley’s, but the thought of Charley in my bed is a bit of a fantasy I’ve had since he came back, maybe even before.
“Of course.” He gives me a brilliant smile and starts driving.
“It’s changed a bit,” Charley says when we walk into my room.
“I’m not seventeen anymore.” I laugh while putting on some music.
“You didn’t want to change rooms, then, now you’re Lord Sinclair?”
“Why should I? I like the views from the windows on this side of the house. It’s quiet and it’s not like it needs to be bigger.” It’s not the biggest bedroom in Monkswood, but it’s still large enough for a huge bed, a couch, table and two chairs, as well as a dresser and a walk-in closet. And best of all, it looks out over the horse paddocks. I turn the lights down low and start undressing, but Charley walks over to me and gently takes hold of my wrists.
“I want to do it,” he whispers and begins unbuttoning my shirt. “I want to take my time, unwrap you like a present. My present.”
As he uncovers each inch of skin on my chest he plants delicate kisses on me, across my shoulders and collarbone. His lips are soft and my skin shivers, it’s beautiful and arousing. He licks the bud of my nipple and I suck in a breath. He hums and licks it harder before flicking it with his tongue. I let out a small whimper at how good it feels and he moves to the other side. I know what’s coming this time, and the anticipation makes it even sweeter. He pulls off my shirt and lets it drop to the floor, then he sinks to his knees in front of me. He nibbles down my abs until he reaches the waist of my trousers. Instead of unbuttoning them he looks up at me and winks, then he lowers his head and sucks on the hard bulge in my trousers, straight through the material. My hips jerks forward of their own accord, and he pulls off with a chuckle.
“I’m not going to get as far as fucking if you carry on like this,” I say, not sure how many more surprises he has for me.
“You will.” His rich voice holds a promise. He taps my foot and I lift it so he can slip off my shoe and sock, then he asks for the other one. I’ve never had anyone take this sort of care of me, and even though my dick is aching, and despite what he says, I’ll probably shoot my load soon.
I’m also overwhelmed with love and tenderness. I comb my hands through his hair, and as he raises his head to look at me I run my thumb over his cheek. He turns his head and kisses the palm of my hand. He keeps my hand in place, cupping his jaw as he stands up straight then leans in for a kiss, and I raise my other hand to the other side of his face. I want to kiss him deeply and he opens up, letting me slide my tongue in. As we kiss, his fingers unbutton my waistband and unzip the fly. I expect him to pulldown my trousers, but instead his hands move round to my back and he slips them inside my trousers and beneath my boxers. He kneads my arse, squeezing my cheeks before pulling me forward and grinding into me. I give a yelp of surprise, and I feel him smile against my mouth before taking my bottom lip between his teeth and sucking. My head starts to spin with lust. His hard dick pushing against mine, his fingers gently kneading and spreading my cheeks, and my bottom lip held between his teeth is almost too much, and I moan with desire, barely remembering my own name. He releases my lip, licking across it as it tingles.
He eases my trousers down and my cock bounces free, relieved of the confines of my underpants. He pushes my trousers down further and I step out of them.
“You’re gorgeous, do you know that?” he says as he takes a step back. I can’t form any words but I can manage a smile.
“I want you to get on the bed for me,” he says. “But first, where’s the lube?”
I lift an arm and wave it towards the beside table, then I take a wobbly step towards the bed. I reach it and turn round to lie down, propping myself up on my elbows as he finds the lube in the drawer and takes it out. I watch as he slowly undresses, uncovering his thick cock. It might have nearly choked me but I really want to know if I can take it. He stalks towards me and climbs onto the bed. My eyes drop to the bead of precum on his tip and I lick my lips.
“Do you want to suck me?” he asks and I nod. He shuffles forward until his dick is pointing straight at me. I lap the precum before wrapping my lips around his slick and shiny cockhead, savouring the taste. I hum and he tangles his hand in my hair,gripping me tight and giving a small thrust. He looks down at me.
“You good?” he whispers and I nod. He pulls back and thrusts again as I suck on him. It’s restrained, never enough to choke me, but he’s still using my mouth. I close my eyes and moan, bliss washing through me. After a couple of minutes he moves back and my mouth pops off the end. I want more of his cock, I want to beg him to use me again, but I’m also desperate to know what’s next, so I keep quiet. There'll be other times, I hope.
He leans down and kisses me, his tongue exploring.
“I love the taste of my dick on your lips,” he whispers. “It makes you mine.”
Yes. I’m definitely his, body and soul.
“One day I’m gonna lick my cum out of your mouth.” He leans back and looks down at me. “Would you like that?”
“Yes, please,” I manage to croak, the thought of him doing that to me after using my mouth again makes my cock ache and my chest heave.
“Not now, though. Today I want to come deep in your arse. I want you to turn round and kneel in front of me.”
I rush to do as he says, and he moves behind me. He places his arms round my chest and kisses the back of my neck, breathing into the soft skin below my ear and nipping gently at my earlobe. The sensual touches are driving me wild and I moan softly, almost vibrating as my arousal builds even more. His cock bounces against the crease of my arse and I suck in a breath.
“Don’t worry, I’m going to prep you,” he murmurs, though I’m so on edge I nearly beg him to just go for it. I want to knowhow it feels to have him fill me up. “Lean forward on all fours, you might find it easier to rest on your forearms.” His hands caress my back as I prop myself up on my elbows. He runs his hands over my arse, his thumbs gently edging closer to my hole. I brace myself, ready to feel the coldness of his lubed finger, but instead something warm and wet and soft encircles my pucker, probing and teasing round the edge and dipping inside. It takes me a minute to realise it’s his tongue. Oh. My. God. I didn’t even know that was a thing. I drop my head into my pillow, ashamed of my naïvety, my skin burning because it feels so naughty, while loving the delicious feel of it.
I push back as he licks and sucks, nips and teases at my sensitive pucker. I could spend hours with him doing this to me, but again he moves, and I whimper as he pulls away, almost sighing as I feel the pad of his thumb press there instead. He licks down my taint and across my balls. A jolt of electricity shoots through me as he closes his mouth around one and sucks, gently at first but then harder. My dick is aching and leaking so much, it almost hurts. I want to grind myself into the mattress for relief. Instead, I bury my face into the pillow and moan loudly. When his thumb slips past my ring of muscle I nearly lose my mind.
“Ungh, fuck. Ungh.”
