I wasn’t sure what was right but I was sure it was time to send him flying. One quick snap of my hips and the gasping cry he gave me in return said I was definitely right about that.
“Wow.” Laughing would not have been the right response to his delighted exclamation, so I focused on making him come and not how cute he was as I started fucking him harder and filling him deep with every thrust. “Yes. Please. That’s.”
Neither of us had the brains to figure out what he was trying to say because he was so tight and so perfect around me, it was all I could do to keep going as he unraveled for me. It wasn’t enough, though. My beautiful boy deserved more than just an orgasm.
He deserved a core memory he’d never forget.
Frustrating him would come first, though.
Pulling out got a pout as his eyes went wide, but as he glared at me, I flipped him over and chuckled as he let out a high-pitched squeak. “Master?”
“You didn’t think I’d let you come without playing another game, did you?” Something about my wicked tone or his own dirty imagination had him sucking in a breath, but sinking back into him was a wonderful distraction. “Almost there.”
His moan said he approved of the direction the game was taking, but he let out another surprised sound as I sat him up so he was sitting impaled on my dick. “You’re…you’re deeper now.”
I wasn’t sure that was possible but I wasn’t going to argue with him.
Kissing his neck and wrapping my hand around his sexy erection were more fun. “Ride me, pretty boy.”
Instinctively reaching for the headboard, he slowly rose up before sinking back down. It took him a few tries to find the rhythm he liked best, but as he started racing for his orgasm, I threw a wrench in his carefully constructed attempt.
I tightened my fist as he rose up, then kept it still as he sank back down on me. It was just enough of a tug to have his whole body lighting up, but not enough to fall into the big tug category. “Oh…that’s…”
Good judging by the way he shook and bucked again. “It’s…that’s…”
“Are you tugging on your cock, pretty boy. Oh dear.” The playfully sad tone got a whimper from him and another ride on my cock to give himself another tug. “Are you hurting that cute cock? Be nice to him.”
My sexy boy whimpered and shook his head. I wasn’t sure exactly what he was responding to, the question or something in his own head, but either way he bucked and continued to play tug as he’d originally called it. “Can you come like this? I don’t want to hurt my cute toy.”
His response was another ragged moan and to fuck himself back onto my erection so I could tug on his again. I could see his mouth opening as he road faster and made the sexiest sounds as he punished his cock, but words never came out. Moans did. Gasps did. His tongue came out to lick his lips as his entire body started to shake.
He was the sexiest man I’d ever met and the sweetest sub I’d ever seen and he exploded as the pain and pleasure mixed too perfectly and his orgasm barreled through him. Cum drenched my hand as I finally started jerking him off in time with histhrusts, doing my best to keep his orgasm going as long as possible before following him over.
When he was nearly boneless and slumped over on the bed, I thrust into his perfect ass until I’d marked him as completely as I could and exactly how he’d politely asked to be filled at dinner.
For someone who’d thought we were very vanilla on our date, he’d been very forthcoming about what the perfect virgin sacrifice would look like.
So I knew I’d done perfectly as he sighed and a smile peeked out. “Amazing.”
Adorable.
Gathering him up in my arms, I shifted so we were both stretched out on the bed with him as my sweet little spoon. His eyes were half closed as he wrapped my arms around him tighter and he snuggled closer. “I can’t wait until we love each other. All…all the subs say that just makes this even better.”
“Pretty boy, if being with you gets any better, I’ll know we’ve both died and gone to Heaven.” He giggled quietly as I kissed his neck, smiling with an ear-to-ear grin as he pressed back against me. “One day you’re going to look at me and just know you love me. It’s going to be a quiet moment or when you’re angry at me because I’ve done something ridiculous, but you’ll just know and it’ll hit like a truck.”
“I can’t wait, Master.” Nuzzling his head against mine, he sighed. “More kisses. I need more kisses.”
“I’ll always be here to give you more kisses, pretty boy.”
Because I was his Master…his Owner…his lover…and he was my beautiful boy.
Epilogue
Leo
Three months later
“He’s going to be fine.” Luca tried to sound confident but we both winced as Mick hid behind a potted plant on the way back from the bathroom. “Okay, he’s going to be fineeventually.”
