He kisses around the hole, sucking slightly, and I moan.
“You’re almost ready for me, baby.”
CASPIAN
Antonio tastes delicious.Worshipping him with my tongue is pure fucking joy.
“We’re doing another new thing today,” I tell him when he’s all prepped and ready for me.
“We are?”
“Yes. You can only come when I give you permission.”
“But why?” he whispers.
“You don’t need to worry about the reason, sweetie. Tonight, the only thing you have to do is feel.”
“But—”
“Antonio.”
My voice is soft but firm.
“Who’s in charge of your pleasure?”
He doesn’t hesitate.
“You are.”
“Yes. Who’s my good boy?”
He turns his head to look at me, giving me a shy smile.
“I am.”
“That’s right. You are my good boy. Tonight it means that you don’t come without permission.”
He stays silent.
“Do you accept this rule?” I ask softly, flipping him so that he’s on his side.
He shivers. A fine tremor runs from his shoulders to his toes. He already looks like a lot of the pressure has been taken off.
After a few seconds, he nods.
“Use your words, sweetie.”
“I can’t come until you tell me to.”
“That’s right.”
“What if I accidentally come sooner?”
He looks genuinely worried. He’s reacting exactly like I hoped he would.
“You won’t. You will wait for my permission.”
“Okay.”
