Page 36 of Bound with You


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“Oh good.” Landon paused for a momentbefore getting to the point of his early morning question. “How serious wereyou about that whole…no playing with my dick thing?”

“Very.” Letting my hand slide down hisnaked chest, I cupped my hand over his straining erection and stroked itsoftly. “Go back to sleep.”

There was another pause and this time histhinking was very loud. “I can’t.”

Chuckling, I nibbled on his neck andwrapped my hand around his dick. “You’re very naughty first thing.”

It was fun.

He squirmed and rocked himself back andforth to get stimulation from both sides. “But I was good last night after ourshower…and I was good when we went to bed…oh, and no big ‘I’m gay’ freak-outmoment has to mean I’m not in trouble anymore, right?”

Chuckling, I shook my head. “Oh no, that’snot how punishments work.”

“Shit.” The mumbled words whispered lowmade me grin. “Um, I have to go piss.”

Good try.

“You’ll have to wait until it goes down onits own. No playing with it. Got it?” I gave his dick a squeeze. “Who does thisbelong to?”

He let out a low moan, nodding and rockingagainst me again. “You, Sir. You.”

“Then you can go to the bathroom and comeright back.” I stroked his dick, loving the way he sucked in a breath andsquirmed against me. “But if I think you were naughty, the next time you haveto piss, I’ll take you to the bathroom myself to make sure you don’t disobeyme.”

His entire body froze and his head slowlyturned to study my face. He got the same look that he’d worn in the bathroom atthe club, not sure what to make of it but not looking opposed to the ideaeither.

He swallowed several times then nodded ashis dick jerked in my hand. “I’ll be good, and I’ll be right back.”

That was an interesting way to completelyavoid discussing my threat.

“Alright.” Giving him a kiss, I released myhold on him. “I’ll use the hall bath. Come right back. I’m not done cuddlingwith you.”

That was an order he definitely didn’t seemto mind because he scrambled off the bed and headed into the bathroom, probablyworried that if he dawdled, I’d make him talk about the punishment he seemed tofind so fascinating.

He might not have had a freak-out moment,but the idea of including bathroom stuff in our play had him tripping over histongue like a boy who’d just discovered other boys.

Yep, at some point we were going to have totalk about that.

As I climbed out of bed and walked to thehall bathroom, I wondered if Conner could give me a heads up when the bathroomwith the window was booked.

By the time I got back to the bedroom, I’dmade the decision to call Conner later in the week. Landon might not be readyto admit wanting to try it, but at the very least we could talk about the ideaand watch a scene so he could understand more about it.

Landon was tucked back under the covers,looking perfectly comfortable in my bed. His cheeks took on the faintest color.“I was good.”

Since he’d brought it up, I walked over andclimbed in the bed, pulling the covers down to his thighs. Stroking my fingersover his hardening cock, I gave it a thorough inspection. “It doesn’t look likeyou’ve come. Good boy.”

That had his dick springing back to life inseconds and he let out a breathy moan. “Why is that sexy?”

His question made me smile. “Beingcontrolled or being inspected like you’re walking around with my toy?”

His head bobbed up and down as he foughtthe urge to fuck my hand. “Yes…yes…”

Deciding he meant both, I shrugged as Ikept playing with him. “Maybe because it makes you feel more like you belong tome…I get to decide who sees my new toy and I get to decide how I play with it.I think you like that, and I think a lot of subs would feel the same way.”

My answer seemed to make him relax, atleast mentally, so I continued. “When I control something basic and ingrainedinto who you are, like pleasuring yourself or even the things we do in thebathroom, it makes it even more clear that you’ve chosen to give yourself tome.”

Landon jolted and he sucked in anotherbreath as he scrambled to get control of his desire. “You like…you like that too?I mean, that I belong to you?”

Sex might not be something he was worriedabout, but it was clear he needed the reassurance that submitting to me wassomething we both wanted.