“Did you use it?”
“Yes.” I swallowed. It wasn’t my first time using a butt plug, but I hadn’t expected to find one quite so large when I’d arrived. Still, I’d done what he asked.
“Show me.”
My tongue felt too big for my mouth. My chest constricted with something close to anxiety. But my cock was hard as steel again.
I had no idea what he looked like, and he was seeing all of me. The imbalance of it all was intoxicating in a way I’d never experienced but knew in this moment that I’d always craved.
My hands left my thighs, this time to sink into the plush rug as I pushed onto my knees and turned around… presenting myself to him. Letting him see the flared black base of the plug inside me.
“You can do better than that.”
I shuddered as I exhaled, my skin heating further as I lifted a hand off the rug to grasp the round flesh of my ass and spread myself for him.
“More.”
My other hand left the floor, copying the first.
Silence. And then two fingers were pressing between my shoulder blades, urging me forward. I let them, sinking until my cheek pressed against the rug and my ass was raised in the air.
“Good.”
My cock jerked as if the praise was meant for it.
“You look good like this, Forrester.”
He knows who I am.
The bliss that rippled over my skin from his praise combined with a spike of nerves at being recognized.
Those fingers trailed down my spine slowly, pleasure and relief rippling from that small connection like capillary waves, lower and lower, until he tapped the base of the plug and a harsh breath met the carpet as it jolted inside me.
“You like that,” he mused. It wasn’t a question.
It felt like he had taken one look at me and he knew me. Knew who I was. Knew how to control me. How to expose me. My dick was probably leaking already.
“Maybe I’ll get you an even bigger one if I let you fuck me.”
I whined, an involuntary sound I’d never heard myself make before. He chuckled.
“You want to fuck me while you’re stuffed full?”
I nodded.
“Use your words, pretty boy.”
I shuddered. I’d been called many things before—handsome, sexy, hot—but neverpretty. I liked it. “Yes,” I spoke in a whisper.
“Yes?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You’ll have to earn it.”
“P-please. Please tell me how to earn it.”
He made an amused sound. “Stay still, and under no circumstances are you to touch your cock.”
