“I just…I guess…” He stopped and lookedinto my eyes. “I guess I just didn’t think about it. I want to go to the clubwith you. I just…I just thought I’d have to end up going alone.”
“I can restrain myself at work and when wehave to go out in public, but it's going to be hard for me to ignore that sideof things with you if they’re around and your friends are submitting to their alphas.”I’d wanted to touch him and hold him since the first time I saw him. I couldcontrol my actions, but I wasn’t sure I could hide my reactions from them.
“Like a real Alpha…a real Dom?”
Was he only asking half questions onpurpose or was that just how his mind sorted through things?
“Whatever we decide is what’s right for us.I realize you don’t know me very well yet, but I want to change that.” Andmaybe once he’d gotten to know me, we could take things deeper. “Do you want tosubmit to me, omega?”
He shivered and leaned his head heavieragainst my hand. “Yes, Alpha.”
“Then I’m your Dom.” I ran my thumb softlyover his cheek as I held him. “I want to lead you around the club in nothingbut those sweatpants and a plug so everyone can see how sexy my sub is. But Iwon’t force you.”
Instead of questioning me about the club orrules or what I wanted, he blinked again. “You like my sweatpants?”
I had a feeling we weren’t going to makemuch progress on the club or friend issues until his brain cleared up. Butsince I had no desire to let him come yet or to stop turning him on, we’d haveto postpone the discussion.
I moved my hands down to cup his ass, onehand on each cheek, and I squeezed them tight. As I worked my fingers,separating his cheeks so he could feel how slick we both knew he was, I leanedin even closer. “I love these pants. The next time you’re wearing them I’mgoing to plug you and I’m not going to be able to keep my hands off your ass.”
That seemed to be fine with him judging bythe whimper and the way he arched his ass back into my hands. “Yes, Sir.”
Chuckling, I spread my fingers so theyteased tantalizingly close to his hole. “Your submission belongs to me, doesn’tit, naughty boy?”
His head started to nod until he rememberedthat wasn’t going to be enough. “Yes, Sir. My submission is yours.”
He was so achingly earnest when he saidthat. “Your orgasms and your pleasure belong to me as well, omega. That meansno orgasms without permission and no playing with yourself. Is that clear?”
Dakota’s eyes nearly rolled back in hishead as his entire body shook. For a split second, I thought he’d come. Then Irealized I could still feel his erection against me, so it had just been close.
He was breathing so fast he had to takeseveral seconds and fight to get the words out. “Yes, I…I won’t touch myself.”
Dakota was so close I knew it wouldn’t takemuch to push him over the edge. “No, how do I want to hear you say it, naughtyboy?”
He made the sweetest whimper and relaxedinto me. “I…Sir?”
“No, I want to hear the words. You’re sucha dirty boy, I know you want to.” He just needed a little push to let the naughtyside out to play.
It’d been bottled up a bit too long.
“I…” He took a deep breath and watched mewith a needy, almost desperate expression. “My orgasms and my pleasure belongto you. I won’t play with myself and I won’t orgasm without permission.”
He was so close I could feel the needcoursing through him. “Will you touch your cock and stroke it in the shower?Will you finger yourself while you try to imagine how good it’s going to bewhen I finally touch you there?”
Dakota whined, shaking his head as Icontinued to play with his ass and torment him with teasing images. “Tell me,or are you disobeying me?”
He liked that idea.
Oh, he wanted to be punished, but I couldsee the questions in his eyes. Just when I thought he’d decided to disobey, he continued.“I won’t stroke my cock in the shower.”
His eyes closed and I could feel his bodystiffen. “I won’t finger myself while I imagine you touching me.”
Dakota was a beautifully naturalsubmissive. It was like once he’d given himself permission to let me in,nothing else mattered—only me.
Or that was how it felt in that moment.
I wasn’t going to delude myself, but Iloved how it all felt.
“Are you going to imagine me touching you?”It felt like tiny fireworks going off in him as little jerks racked his body.
