Fuck.
He was wearing, well; I wasn’t sure.
“What is that? Also, I thought I said don’t be naked?”
“Oh, this? It’s a latex cock sock. I love latex, you like?” he taunts, but he looks almost shy.
“Yes,” I answer honestly, my breathing laboured.
I’d never thought about latex, wearing it or my partner, and certainly not like that. The cock sock was basically a ball of latex covering nothing but Freddie’s cock and balls. It was tight around the base but baggy at the front. It held him while he was soft. I had no idea what would happen if he were to get hard. It would probably pop right off. I’m unsure whether to be aroused or to laugh.
“You can take yours out if you like, Jamie. I’d love to see it up close. I’m pretty sure Arnie and Simmons won’t mind. Simmons won’t, he loves the brat in me,” he chuckles as he slides a hand down his silky torso and squeezes himself.
I lick my lips. Am I considering this? Hell yes. Will Arnie be mad? I’m not sure. After we spoke, he told me subs messed around all the time. Maybe this was okay? He told me no masturbation today, but letting Freddie look at it wasn’t the same, was it?
I carry on watching the screen as Freddie caresses himself on his velvet sofa, wearing nothing but black eyeliner and a cock sock.
“Okay,” I breathe out. My heart was about to burst free from my chest at the thought of Freddie seeing and wanting me in this way. For it to be someone who wasn’t Arnie, looking at me in all my glory.
I pull down my trousers, my erection bobbing free, and angle the camera to show the little brat exactly what it is he was doing to me.
A click of a door and a slam startle me, and as I try to tuck my cock back in while also trying not to let my phone slip, I’m met with a set of bemused blue eyes.
Oops.
Chapter 36
Arnie
My alarm startles me awake. The room still pitch-black thanks to the blackout blinds I had installed. I roll to my side where there’s a deep warmth beside me, a snug little lump in my bed that goes by Jamie.
I get close, half covering him with my body. I inhale his scent with my eyes still shut. The sweet smell of bananas now takes the place of lavender. I run my fingers through his curls and place a kiss on his crown.
God, I’d never hated having to work before this glorious boy ended up in my bed. I groan, knowing that all I’m doing is making myself late.
I get ready quietly, although I don’t think even an earthquake could wake that boy from sleeping.
I slip out and down the hall, where I grab his chore list for the day and my rucksack for work. I have full days at the moment, which means being gone all day long. Away from that perfect peach of an ass that was thoroughly seen to last night.
I rub my eyes as I wait for the coffeemaker to make magic and supply me with life. Jamie has made lunch and packed it in the fridge for me. Such a sweetheart.
These past months have proven to me just how brave and extraordinary he really is. I knew it when I first laid eyes on him in Simmons’ office that day. His stormy eyes had sold stories of resilience and determination.
With kink not being a 24/7 lifestyle for either of us, I worried Jamie would struggle to see the blurred lines of it I lived in at home, but he’s slotted into place well.
He’s also made it more of a home than it already was. It’s like a magnificent breeze blew in one day and instead of leaving the house in disarray, it left it even better than before.
But Jamie was hiding a secret. And, well, it wasn’t a well-kept secret. I knew he was crushing on Freddie, and it seemed now would be a great time to cause a little…. chaos, it would seem.
Jamie thought I was a big bad wolf for my spanking in that first scene we ever did together. But what if I were just as mischievous as that wolf? I grin, thinking about my poor boy and how his day was going to end up.
With a sinful plan up my sleeve that would leave Jamie being punished for the first time since he moved in, I grab my keys and coat to leave.
Locking the door from the outside, I’m met with the side glance of a very gloomy cat that is licking his paws. A recent meal I suspect was the cause.
“Morning Johnny. I see you’ve had quite the start to the morning already.” I boop his nose, and I’m met with a swipe to the hand. Expected really.
Grey clouds covered the sky this morning. Misty and moody, but not cold.
