“Another,” he commanded.
A whimper escaped my mouth, and I laid a trembling hand on the taffy. My fingers caressed the crinkled paper wrapper as Dominick’s eyes bore into me.
I unwrapped another, shoving it in my mouth and chewing quickly.
Strawberry.
“One more,” he said, shooting the command at me before I’d even swallowed.
I felt unleashed. His stern commands gave me permission, and with every step he took closer, the heat between our bodies built. I unwrapped one taffy, then another, shoving them each in my mouth at the same time. I chewed as fast as I could, tearing the wrapper off a third and then shoving it in my mouth with a greed I never indulged. My jaw ached as I chewed, the sticky, fruity flavors mixing together and coating my tongue.
Dominick took one more step forward, and I saw that the look in his eyes had changed. There was more fire, more hunger. He laid his hand on my wrist, stilling the hand that was clutching a few pieces of taffy, and made atsk, tsknoise as he shook his head.
His grip felt electric, like my entire body was held between his fingers.
“I said one more, Xavier,” he whispered. “That was three.”
I swallowed down the rest of the candy and tasted sugary saliva in my mouth. “I’m sorry,” I said. “I got excited.”
Dominick licked his lips.
Oh god. It was happening.
He released my wrist and appraised me. “Everyone gets excited, Xavier,” he scolded me. “But that doesn’t give you an excuse to break the rules, does it?”
I shook my head quickly. My cock was so hard it ached against my shorts. The more we slipped into the game, the more the rest of the world seemed to disappear. I was desperate for Dominick to continue and to lead me into the fantasy.
To make it real.
“Do I need to teach you a lesson, Xavier?” he asked.
I felt small next to his powerful body, but not in a way that felt weak. It was more like I was pulled into his gravity. And even though I knew what was coming next, it was comforting. Like being held.
“Yes,” I managed to whisper. “You do.”
Dominick leaned forward and placed his lips at my ear. His beard brushed my skin, scratching the tender spot on my neck. “I want you to know,” he said. “I won’t hurt you, and I won’t do anything unless you want me to.”
I nodded quickly, for some reason believing him with every fiber of my being. “Yes.”
“Will you be able to tell me to stop?” he groaned in my ear. “Will you be strong enough to say if it’s too much?”
I nodded again, tears already forming in the corners of my eyes. “Yes,” I said. “But…” My voice trailed off as I gestured to the windows.
Dominick turned and looked. He chuckled, that wicked grin on his face again. “You’re worried someone will see you?”
“Yes.”
“They’ll see your bare ass, hanging in the air?”
I swear to god, my heart almost stopped in my chest. “Yes,” I whimpered.
Dominick placed his hand on my chest and pushed back just strong enough to force me a half-step backward, and then another. My heart pounded against his palm, and when he stopped pushing, he still kept his hand there, feeling the beat of my desire.
I turned back to the front of the shop. Down the aisle and beside the machine, we were out of view of the windows, but just barely.
“Take your pants off,” he growled. “And grab your ankles.”
I almost objected that I couldn’t do this in the shop, that my fantasy couldn’t possibly come true right in the middle of the business I had devoted my life to. But I was too close to feeling something I had only dreamed of. My body was already hot with desire, flooding any logic out of my mind.
