“Are you supposed to be fucking yourself on that plug?” I growled the words out, and he stilled, shaking his head and trying not to move. Before he could reply, I kept going. “Your pleasure belongs to me, Pet. Is that clear?”
Reece moaned as I started petting his cock again. The quick flash of pain hadn’t made him go soft, but I wanted to keep him right on the edge of crazy. At least until my cock was buried deep inside him. “Pet, is that clear?”
He managed to answer at the second prompt, but it took more effort than my previous questions. “I…I…Yes, Master.”
He was going to sink into subspace beautifully, but not today. And unfortunately, I was going to have to let him find his brain again, at least a little, if I was going to get him to the bedroom. Releasing his cock, I caressed up his leg and over his arms. “You’re going to stand up, and I’m going to lead you to my bedroom, Pet. Then you’re going to get your reward.”
Reece nodded and slowly started to rise on slightly unsteady legs. He found his balance, though, so I reached out to grab the lube and stood, putting a steadying hand on his back. When we started out of the room, and it was clear he didn’t need my help to walk, I let my hand wander down over his ass and nudged the base of the plug.
He gasped and stopped for just a moment before he kept going. “That’s my pet. Who does your pleasure belong to?”
Giving the toy another wiggle, I heard him inhale sharply. He stumbled over the answer but finally managed it. “You, Master.”
“That’s right. No matter what we’re doing, Pet. Now, as we talked about before, when we’re in public or there are other people around, I won’t push you or embarrass you—unless that’s what you want, Pet.” I gave a low laugh as he shook his head and moaned in frustration. “I saw how you were watching Eli and Rand at the bar. However, we’ll discuss that first before I make any decisions.”
His reply was cut off as I nudged the plug, then moved my hand to give his ass a squeeze. It wasn’t as tender as it was before, but I knew he could still feel it by the way he arched and the small hitch in his step.
I wasn’t sure if he’d become nervous as we got closer, but given the way his breathing increased and erection bobbed up and down, excitement seemed to be his only response. I gave his ass another pat and tossed the lube on the bed. “Climb up and kneel in the center. I want to see my sexy boy.”
My gaze stayed fixed on Reece as he walked straight over to the bed and climbed up. The flash of the plug and his pink ass temptingly on display as he made his way to the center of the mattress made it impossible to look away. When he was kneeling, hands resting lightly on his thighs and legs spread, I started to strip.
I took my time folding my clothes and not letting myself rush. Reece needed time to catch his breath, and I wanted to give him a moment to make sure he wasn’t going to change his mind. But with his hard cock still on display and the way his eyes followed every movement, I didn’t think that was going to happen.
The shirt and shoes were easy. Socks went in the dirty clothes hamper, and I reached for my belt. Slowly pulling it through the loops, I watched Reece’s eyes track the movement, and he licked his lips. I knew there were fantasies running through his head, but I wasn’t going to push that time.
I liked seeing the pleasure and need flow across his face too much to interrupt it.
He may have been excited and needy, but I felt my heart rate increase and I found myself moving even slower. Not willing to let my own insecurities show, I hung the belt up on the hook in the closet and walked over to the center of the room again.
Reece was nibbling on his lower lip, and his tongue flicked out to lick at the delicate skin as he stared intently. Opening the button, I eased the zipper down and let the pants slide to the floor. Bending over to pick them up, I heard a low moan come from the bed and turned my head to see Reece leaning forward for a better look.
As I started to stand, I cleared my throat, lifting one eyebrow once I had Reece’s attention on my face instead of lower parts of my anatomy. Seeing the need and desire in his eyes, without any reservations about what I was wearing, had my nerves quieting.
The black satin panties, very similar to the blue ones he’d admired, were almost plain compared to some that I owned, but they’d still held Reece’s gaze. They barely restrained my hard cock that was positioned up one side of the panties.
Leaving them on, I took my time making my way across the room. Reece watched me, his fingers absently caressing his knees while he strained against the order to stay still. The silky fabric rubbed over my dick, making it even harder for me to keep my movements slow and even.
As I reached the edge of the bed, I moved one hand to trail my fingers over my erection and finger the edge of the panties. Reece moaned and finally gave in. “Can I touch you, Master?”
The polite words had my cock jerking, and he made a strangled sound that made me smile. “You said you wanted your reward to be feeling my cock slide deep inside you. You never said anything about touching me. Is my pet asking for two rewards?”
Reece looked stricken. He clearly wanted both, but deciding was beyond him. When he finally started to respond, I shook my head before he could speak. “I can’t wait to feel your hands on me, Pet, so we’re going to call that my reward for the night.”
His expression was a mixture of relief and excitement. His twitching hands shifted on his knees, but the rest of his body stayed still as he fought for control. Climbing up on the bed, I lay back against the pillows, inches from his body, and stretched out. “Come here, Pet.”
Reece moved slowly, and if it weren’t for the way he looked at me and the little shivers running through him, I might not have realized how eager he was. Hard cock swaying, he straddled my legs, glancing up at me to make sure it was alright, and then let his hands start exploring my chest.
He took his time tracing muscles and letting his fingers find little spots that made me want to moan. He didn’t rush, even though I knew where he wanted to caress. I wasn’t sure what he was thinking exactly but incredible pleasure aside, I liked seeing the flashes of emotion and thoughts that flickered across his face.
By the time his hands were caressing the edge of the panties, we were both breathing hard and the cloth was damp with precum. When Reece’s fingers finally crossed whatever invisible barrier was in his mind, he started to speak.
“I never thought about guys wearing stuff like this until I started working at the new job. It wasn’t something that I had an issue with; I just never really considered it. But working there, I started to get curious.” His fingers traced over my erection, rubbing the smooth material against my dick and making it even harder, if that were possible.
“When I saw you standing in the doorway, so broad and almost angry while talking about wearing panties, I lost almost every thought in my head. I had no idea what to say. You were like a walking, talking fantasy.” His touch was incredible, but the desire in his voice was even hotter.
When I didn’t stop his exploration, he glanced up at me and started moving down the bed, stretching out between my legs. “And then I saw you standing over there by the dresser. Fuck, the things that went through my head as you just stood there. You looked incredible.”
His face lowered until his cheek was nuzzling against my cock, not trying to lick or even free me from the panties, just continuing the slow exploration of my body. It was beyond maddening. He had either forgotten that I hadn’t come yet, or he was just that intent on discovering me.