Abi let the towel hit the floor before heading over to Nash. Abi’s cock was hard and jetted out as if craving Nash’s touch.
Nash sat on the edge of the bed and licked his lips. He wanted to reach for Abi but didn’t. Instead, he waited for Abi to make the first move.
“I don’t want to do it myself.” Abi bit his lip as if afraid to ask for what he wanted.
Nash forced himself to meet Abi’s gaze, even though all he wanted to do was make Abi feel good. But Nash would make him beg for it. “Do what yourself?”
Abi’s cheeks flushed a pretty pink. He had pale skin. Not even a partial tan on his arms or legs was evident. “You know.”
Nash smiled. “You’ll have to ask me for it.”
Abi whimpered and looked away.
“Will you touch me? Please.” It was close enough to begging to make Nash’s blood boil even more than Abi’s bare body already did. “I just…” Abi sighed. “I can’t trust this thing that’s between us. Not yet. But you’re still driving me fucking crazy. I need you to help me out. Please.”
Nash raised his eyebrows. “Help you out, huh?”
“Nash.” Abi whining his name did it for Nash in ways it shouldn’t.
Nash had a few parameters Abi would need to agree to first. “I’m in charge.”
Abi nodded. “Understood.”
“What’s your safe word?”
Abi widened his eyes. “Um, ketchup, I guess.”
“When are you going to use it?”
“When I want things to stop, or if I don’t like something.”
Nash smiled. “Good boy.”
“Boy?” Abi might have asked casually, but Nash knew he understood exactly who Nash was and what he preferred. They had already talked about it. Abi knew Nash would take control even during something like a blowjob or handjob, or whatever he planned to do to get them both off. So Nash understood it wasn’t really a question, but more Abi testing the sound of the word and seeing if he liked hearing Nash say it.
“You can safe word at any time and over anything.” Nash wanted to make sure they agreed. That Abi understood exactly what it would mean.
“I don’t need to. I want this.”
Nash nodded and then stood. “Get under the covers.”
When Abi was settled in, Nash kissed him on the forehead and then cupped his cheek when he smiled. “Lie here without touchingyourself. When I get out of the shower, we’ll talk about what you like. What are you not going to do, boy?”
Abi huffed and shut his eyes when he answered. “Touch myself.”
“Now be a good boy and do what Daddy says.”
Abi nodded, but as soon as Nash went into the bathroom, he heard Abi growl.
Nash smiled.
He didn’t rush through the shower, but he wanted to. He forced himself to go slower, drawing out Abi’s need, making the anticipation build. He wanted to see if Abi enjoyed delayed gratification.
By the time he came out of the bathroom, naked but dry, he was hard everywhere.
Abi’s gaze fell to Nash’s cock, and his eyes widened. “Big Daddy.”
Nash chuckled. “It’s not going inside you today, boy.”
