“For now I’m going to come spend Wednesdaynights at your place so you don’t have to come to mine all the time. That willbe a regular date night with very low levels of submission.” I wasn’t going topretend that we’d be vanilla. That would just be setting us up for problems.
His lower lip came out, making me fight tostay straight-faced.
Ignoring his pout, I kept going. “In onemonth, we will discuss how you’re feeling, and if at that point you want me totake more control, we’ll add another night during the week together.”
The lip pulled back, so I continued. “Atthe three-month mark, we’ll discuss you moving in completely because by thatpoint you’ll hardly be alone at all. But you must continue talking about howyou’re feeling with Miles, and on our Wednesday date nights, you’re going totell me how you’re feeling. We’ll do a sort of check-in.”
The last remains of his tension faded alongwith what I thought were his brain cells because he moaned and the pleasedexpression on his face made him look a bit drunk. If I hadn’t been sure allhe’d consumed was water, I would’ve had a few questions for him.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.” It clearlywasn’t much, but I needed some kind of response from him.
“Yes, Master.” After a few seconds heseemed to realize that wasn’t enough words. “Thinking…I mean, I was thinkingthat. Yes, Master.”
Ah.
Smiling, I went back to stroking his neckas I held him. “Good boy.”
Traffic still wasn’t bad as we got closerto my place, so I let my gaze move back over to Asa. He was doing a good job ofkeeping his hands still, but his words about wanting me to basically make himfeel more grounded had me thinking.
“Move your legs further apart. You’rehiding your body from me.” The quiet, firmly given order sent another shiverthrough him even as he quickly shifted to obey.
When he’d spread his legs as wide as thecar would allow, I gave him another firm squeeze. “That’s much better. Butshift down in your seat. I want that sexy bulge on display as much as thosepants will allow.”
I made a frustrated sound as he obeyed.“We’re going to have to look at getting you different underwear when we’re out.Those don’t show off your bulge nearly well enough.”
A sexy, slightly desperate sound escapedAsa as I continued to drive him crazy by being just a bit of a jerk. “I wanteveryone to be able to see how sexy my boy looks when I decide to show you off.Are you even hard? These pants are too baggy.”
Quickly moving my hand to grip the front ofhis pants in a rough hold to feel him up, I grinned as he squeezed his eyesshut even more and his fingers tightened on his thighs. “I’m sorry, Master. I’mhard. I promise.”
Giving him a thorough inspection as wepulled up to a stoplight, I had to agree. He was definitely hard. “I guess so.”
Tracing the length of his dick that wastrapped in what seemed to be an uncomfortable position, I kept a controllinghold on him. “Yes, it might just be the underwear. I’ll find new ones onlinethis weekend and next week we’ll have a little fashion show.”
He sucked in a breath as his body tensed.If I hadn’t been able to feel how his cock jerked, I’d have thought he wasworried. “Just for you, right? I mean, a fashion show just for you?”
Asa squeaked as I tightened my hold. Itwasn’t painful, not yet anyway, but he knew who was in charge. “Whose decisionis that?”
Letting out a quiet whimper as heunconsciously rocked his hips, pushing his dick against my hand, he forced outan answer. “You, Master.”
“So what do you say when I tell you I’mgoing to buy something for you and decide how you’re going to dress?” That drewout another low frantic sound from him as his dick throbbed in my grip.
“Thank you, Master.” He moaned, shiveringand licking his lips as he sat there offering himself up to me completely.“Thank you, Master.”
“That’s my good boy.”
We’d see if he still wanted to thank mewhen I showed him what I had waiting for him at home.
Chapter 19
Asa
The swat to my ass had my entire bodytingling even though it was barely a tap, and unfortunately, I was stillclothed.
For now.
“Strip.” Locking the front door, Stuartdouble-checked the curtains at the front of the house and raked his eyes downme. “Treat this exactly like you would if it were Friday.”
The expression on his face, commanding andfull of confident ownership, sent a shiver through me. He didn’t think I’d beenridiculous about wanting more and he didn’t seem to be frustrated. If anything,his behavior since I’d told him had been pure Dom.
