Silas chuckled, but it was a wicked soundthat made me want to wrap my fingers around my cock and come right there. “Youwon’t slip if you want to be hard when I spank you.”
There was no hesitation in his voice and Iknew there wouldn’t be any second-guessing on Thursday. If I wanted thespanking of my fantasies, I had to keep my hand off my dick.
It was going to be a long week.
Chapter 6
Silas
I’dworried Imight’ve come on too strong after dinner, but by Monday morning when the first“Please can I come” text had popped up on my phone I started to think I hadn’tbeen firm enough. By Tuesday afternoon I was pretty sure Trouble was going toend up in a cock cage.
The begging to come had stopped, but six a.m.on Thursday was not the time to start texting me about what we were going to dofor the day. The fact that it had been accompanied by numerous screenshots ofhim telling all of his friends how great the date was and that I wasn’t aserial killer had me chuckling, though.
He was definitely covering all the bases.
But I liked a planner, so I’d just messagedhim back that he’d been a good boy and I was looking forward to seeing his redass later.
That had him sending me some kind ofcartoon picture about a man melting because he was so hot. I was pretty sure itwasn’t a commentary on the weather.
I managed to get another few hours of sleepand was sitting at the table drinking coffee before he texted again. It showedhe had some self-restraint.
Just not much.
When it popped up on my phone, I had tolaugh.
I’ve been very good.
That was open to interpretation, but heseemed to have left his dick alone, so we’d count it for now.
Have you played with your cock? Who doesit belong to, Trouble?
That got me another melting cartoon.
You, Sir…and I’ve been soooo good. Youshould be very proud of me. I’ve been hard for days.
That I could believe.
But he’d been pushing at the boundaries allweek trying to see if I would cave, so I hadn’t been able to let him come.Trouble needed limits and someone to rein him in, and he’d chosen me for thattask. I wasn’t going to half-ass being his Dom just because he had a cute poutand begged so sweetly.
One of us needed to have some self-control,and that was clearly me.
Then as long as you’re good today you’llget your spanking later.
I thought that should have made him happy,but his message popped up right away.
When? How much later? When is later?I’ve been so good.
Chuckling, I shook my head and texted him.
Are you sure you know how to be good forme? You wouldn’t want to lose your spanking now when you’re so close, wouldyou?
I could almost picture him sighing andpouting as he responded.
I’m sorry. I’ll be even better.
Trouble was going to burst with excitementand need if I made him wait much longer. I knew a lot of his exuberance wasabout finally finding someone who understood his needs and not just anindication about how he felt about me, but he was quickly becoming anaddiction.
He was the most fascinating mix of brat,businessman, and sub I’d ever met. I wasn’t deluding myself into thinking we’dlast forever. We weren’t just from different parts of town, we weren’t even onthe same planet, but while it lasted, I was going to enjoy getting to know himand see where it led. And it looked like Austin had the same thoughts.
