“Yes. I think I want that. There’s just something about him, A.”
“Oh, I know. Ever since Nyctra, I’ve wondered what you two playing together would be like,” I pump my eyebrows. He shoves me playfully.
“You perv.”
“Your perv, darling.”
“Yes, well, what kind of revenge did you have in mind? I’m not a sadist like you are; I need tips.”
“Well, my little apprentice. Let’s edge him. More than that, I think you should edge him. In front of his Dom and me.”
“That…yes. Okay, that. I want him to beg.”
“Oh! There are some sadistic tendencies in those bones!” I tease as I poke his ribs closest to me.
“Well, you’ve obviously rubbed off on me. Mr. I-love-pain.”
“Hmm. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” I wink at him, thinking back to the last time I had Jamie hurt me so sweetly. It wasn’t often, but it was all I ever needed. He was absolutely into it as much as I was; we both got off when I cried in pain.
“We are expected at 7pm, that gives us plenty of time to plan your revenge. But remember, Jamie, you control the situation, okay? I don’t want you feeling uncomfortable, or if I am going to change my mind about you playing with others.”
He seems to let go of a long breath he had been holding in, nodding at the same time.
“Is it wrong of me to want this A? I know we spoke before, but I can’t help but think you see me as so selfish. How can I want to touch others but not allow you the same thing?”
“Hey, look at me. This isn’t a unique situation. There are plenty of couples that enjoy this, with only one partner doing the touching. I personally don’t want to fuck anyone else but you, blondie. At some point, I would love to see you fuck that little demon into submission. I think Simmons is on board to watch that too.”
My breathing is ragged now; the thought of Jamie being the top Freddie needs making me hard. Their naked, slim bodies touching, Jamie’s cock disappearing into Freddie’s pink hole.
Yes, this was something I was completely okay with. I had no intention of touching or fucking Freddie. Any punishments I had ever doled out had ended with Simmons saying so and me leaving them alone afterwards.
“Okay. I’m sorry for mentioning it again.”
“Never be sorry. Communication, remember.”
He smiles shyly, crawling into my lap now that his mug is empty.
I nip at his lips, making him moan softly into mine. Our tongues dance as we get lost in the moment. Contentment fills my chest as I deepen the kiss.
“How about we let off some steam before we see your professor and his slutty brat later?” I ask between kisses. With no confirmation needed, we rut against each other over our boxers. Kissing as I sprinkle praise and filth into Jamie’s ear. We fall asleep again, still sticky, a mess of sheets, love, and the purring of Johnny who appears at the window before we drift off as one.
Chapter 40
Jamie
Simmons’ home was precisely what I expected when we arrived there at 7pm.
Herringbone floors, expensive artwork on the walls. His kitchen had one of those islands with a wooden tabletop that was also a chopping board. He has a pantry and a library, despite it being a modest two-bedroom home.
Simmons and Freddie don’t live together. They were not in an intimate relationship the way Arnie and I were. Was there a happy ever after for them on the horizon too?
I’d overheard from some of the other subs at the primal event that Freddie was a hard sub to keep. He didn’t like being tied down for too long on account of his job. I didn’t want to take what they all gossiped about him as gospel, but I had been told that he was a sex worker of some kind.
It fascinated me. I worked in a club, dancing in a jockstrap and not much else most nights, but I had a conservative upbringing where dancing was considered elegant. Well, at least it was if they did it without wrapping their legs around a pole.
I was neither ignorant nor uptight. I guess I was just maybe not as educated. I lacked life experience, and experiences that involved that type of work was all. What kind of work did he do? Was it sex with others, or was it OnlyFans? Maybe it was foot pics?
I meant it last night when I mentioned I wanted to have him as a friend. A sexylet’s me do dirty things to himfriend.
