“Then you agreethat something has to be done.” Grant gave him a smile that was far from sweet.“Pull up your skirt for me. I have something that will help.”
“What? Pull up…”Carter was shocked, but Grant could see interest flaring in his eyes. Lookingaround outside the car, Carter relaxed as he realized they were at the back ofthe lot, well away from prying eyes. “What are you going to do?”
Grant cocked aneyebrow and gave him a questioning look before reaching behind his seat to thebag. He’d gotten everything ready before leaving the store, so it was easy topull out the cock ring. Carter’s eyes widened. Grant would have worried, butthe sexy way Carter licked his lips and started nibbling on the bottom one lethim know Carter wasn’t upset—just surprised.
When Carter’shands went down to start drawing up his skirt, Grant’s cock started to throb.He’d be the one to need a ring if he couldn’t keep his arousal under control.Knowing what was going to happen had pleasure coursing through him.
Carter’s handswere shaking by the time he’d pulled the skirt up far enough to bare hispanties. They were very similar to the white pair that Grant loved. This timethey were blue and looked like they would offer more support, which would be agood thing since Grant was going to make him even more turned on.
When Grant reachedover and pulled the silky front down, Carter looked like he wasn’t breathing.His teeth were working his bottom lip so hard, Grant was afraid he’d make itbleed. Leaning over, Grant gave Carter a deep kiss. Using the distraction tofree Carter’s cock, he slid his hand up and down the rigid length, swallowingCarter’s moan of pleasure.
Pulling back,Grant gave him one last quick peck as he teased Carter’s erection. “We can’thave this getting out of control in the restaurant.”
Carter’s brainhadn’t caught up to what was going to happen, because he just nodded with astunned look on his face. Not wanting to push his luck, Grant kept the playingto a minimum as he wrapped the restraint around Carter’s dick.
When Carter wassecure, Grant tucked him back in his panties and arranged him as comfortably ashe could. They wouldn’t be eating for long, but he didn’t want Carter to be toofrustrated. Smoothing down the front of the floaty skirt, Grant gave him onemore kiss and one last long caress.
“Ready?” Grantsmiled at Carter’s slow nod. “Safewords are red to stop and yellow to slowdown. Do you need a minute?”
He wasn’t going toask if Carter wanted him to take it off. He knew Carter wouldn’t hesitate tolet him know if something didn’t turn him on. Carter was just a little bituncertain about what did arouse him. Grant didn’t mind pushing a little so hecould figure it out.
“Red and yellow.”Speaking slowly and carefully, Grant thought his sub’s brain was still comingback online. Carter finally shook his head like a dog clearing his coat ofwater and found his voice. “No. I’m ready.” Clearing his throat, he continued, “I’vebeen hungry for most of the day. The crazy ladies came in just as I was goingto grab something in the back. By the time they left, I was too distracted toeat.”
Smiling, Granttook the key out of the ignition and opened his door. “Let’s go, then. I’mstarving.” Then, with one last teasing pat to Carter’s arousal because hereally couldn’t help himself, Grant hopped out of the car listening to Cartergrowl about getting his big lug back.
Grant couldn’twait to see what kind of revenge Carter would get on him. He knew he’d deserveit by the end of dinner—because they were going to have fun.
By the time they’dfinished eating, Carter couldn’t seem to decide if he was going to jump Grantand take what he wanted, or if he was just going to kill him. Grant knew heprobably had a screw loose, but he was thoroughly enjoying himself—and asfrustrated as Carter was, he never called a halt to the teasing. His sub justliked to complain, but that didn’t seem to mean he was ready for the game to beover.
The drive home wasincredibly distracting. Carter’s little moans and wiggles had Grant ready topull over and jump him. That seemed to be what Carter was aiming for, but itwasn’t the plan. One day he’d play that game, if it was something Carter wasinterested in.
Grant had plannedtheir night in great detail and he wasn’t going to be rushed. As they gotcloser to Carter’s house, Grant reached over and started rubbing slow circlesaround the head of Carter’s cock. It had leaked so much precum that the frontof his skirt was damp. His panties had to be soaked.
“Someone’s being anaughty boy. Distracting me and not letting me drive. I’m not sure if you’rebeing good enough to get your reward.” Grant hoped the darkness hid his smileas Carter let out a low, frustrated moan.
“Please. I wasgood.” His words were low and breathy, need in every sound. “I didn’t touchmyself all day. That was the rule.” Then he shot Grant a sharp look like hewasn’t going to let him change the rules now.
“I guess.” Grantpressed a little harder and loved the gasp of pleasure that echoed in the car.“And you were very good in the restaurant. They didn’t even know that you hadthis under your clothes.”
By the time theypulled in the yard, little mewling sounds were starting to escape Carter. Grantthought the ring might not hold him back much longer if they didn’t changethings up. Helping Carter out of the car, the walk to the house and intoCarter’s bedroom was the longest ever—for both of them. All they both wantedwas for Carter to be naked and Grant to be touching him.
They just haddifferent expectations about how quickly they’d get to the part where Grant wasnaked too.
Stripping Carterof his shirt and skirt, his beautiful sub stood in the bedroom in just his pantiesand tight, silky tank top. His cock strained against the fabric, the headpoking out of the panties that were soaked with precum. As much as he’d teasedCarter during their meal at the restaurant, they should probably be glad ithadn’t shown sooner.
“God, you look…”Grant couldn’t find the words to explain how incredible Carter was. Thefeminine clothing caressing his hard cock—the contrast was beautiful. Grantdidn’t know how everyone else couldn’t see it that way as well—masculine andfeminine mixing together in the most incredible way.
Carter’s smile wastender and frustrated, muscles shaking and hands clenched by his sides. Not inanger, but Grant knew that if he didn’t take more control of the situation,Carter wouldn’t be able to resist touching himself.
Tossing the bag onthe bed, Grant stepped close to him and cradled Carter’s face in his hands.Giving him the lightest, most tender kiss he could, Grant rubbed his thumbs onCarter’s cheeks, loving the way Carter flushed and blinked up at him, need andlove showing in his eyes.
“Up on the bed,pretty.” Giving him another quick kiss, Grant stepped back. “On your hands andknees facing the wall.”
Carter’s gaze wasfoggy and unclear, but eventually the instructions broke through the need. Armsand legs not quite working right, it took him a minute to climb up and gethimself settled. No embarrassment or awkwardness, desire and trust were theonly things radiating from Carter.
It made Grant’sheart tighten and he had to push back the emotions that were starting to rise.It wasn’t the time for that yet.
Forcing his bodyto move, Grant walked over to the bed and got the next surprise out of the bag.Carter was straining to see what Grant was doing. When he saw what must havelooked like stiff pink ribbon, he frowned.
