Simon
His expression was soft and relaxed as hislips wrapped around the last bite of waffle. For an omega with what had to be abeauty of a hangover, he packed away food.
As he swallowed the last bit, I ran mythumb over his lower lip, catching a drop of syrup. Bringing it to his mouth,he licked off the sweetness and closed his eyes as he brought it between hislips to suck. I wasn’t sure what made him so turned on and needy, but I wasn’tgoing to question it.
I’d pictured a quiet day with himrecovering from his hangover, but he was picturing something more erotic, soI’d decided to change plans.
His eyes opened as I eased my fingers outof his mouth. Tracing his lips with my thumb, I smiled. “I think it’s time thatI enjoyed my kiss.”
I could see his brain starting to whirl ashe thought about what might be in store. He was suspicious but smart. “Let’s goupstairs. Stand up.”
Taking his hands, I helped steady him as herose. Stroking his cheek, I let my eyes dart toward the living room. “Upstairs.You have five minutes. By the time I get upstairs, I want you naked andkneeling by my bed.”
His head cocked and he licked his lipsslowly. “Sir?”
I knew what he was questioning. “Not yet. Iwant more than one date before you earn my knot, my boy.”
He shivered as desire flashed through him,but I could see the stubbornness in his eyes.
I raised one eyebrow. “Aren’t I worth morethan one date, omega?”
He made a low needy sound as he nodded.“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry.”
“Good boy.” I leaned in and gave him thebarest kiss on his forehead. “I will be very disappointed if I have to changemy plans because you’ve decided to argue with your Dom.”
His eyes glassed over for a split secondbefore clearing as he nodded. “I’ll be good.”
Was it the hint of a punishment or just thereminder of his place that had his need rushing through him like that?
There was one way to find out.
Bringing one hand back to his mouth, Ipressed a finger between his lips. “Suck.”
He automatically parted his lips and moanedas he began sucking on my finger. “That’s good. I don’t want to be rushed by ademanding, pushy omega, do I?”
He shook his head slowly as he continued tosuck. “That’s right. I like that my sub is so needy and aching to be filled,but I plan on exploring every inch of my toy first and I won’t be rushed.”
I felt the shiver race through him thattime. I knew my smile was wicked, but the desperate look on his face said hedidn’t mind at all. “If you try to rush me, my omega, you won’t like theresults.”
I reached down with my other hand andlightly stroked over his erection. “Naughty boys might have to wait weeksbefore they get to be knotted and come. You don’t want that, do you?”
That earned me a sad but still needy moanas he shook his head.
“That’s my good boy.” Pulling my fingerout, I gave his cock one last pat and pointed across the house. “Upstairs andobey me.”
He nodded, but it took his body severallong seconds to actually move. I had a feeling he was still lost in the hazyhappiness he’d found at breakfast. As he finally started walking through thehouse, I smiled and quickly worked on cleaning up the kitchen.
There wasn’t much—I’d cleaned up as I wentearlier—so in minutes I was following him up the stairs. I found him quietlykneeling by the side of the bed, naked with his eyes closed. He was a beautifulmix of peace and arousal.
It was moments like this that made it clearno matter how he behaved with the outside world, he needed times where he couldlet everything go and focus on his Master.
“Very good, boy.” I walked over and ran myhand through his hair. It was just long enough to tease and I loved the feelingof it under my fingers. “You’re going to do your best to give me wonderfulkisses, aren’t you?”
He looked up, earnest submission written onhis face. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good boy.” Stepping around him, I sat downon the bed and stretched out.
As I spread my legs, I gave the spacebetween them a pat. “Come here, boy.”
