Something about the way he said it gave methe impression he had a bit too much firsthand experience with that.
Were his emotions involved with someone?
Who’d made him feel guilty?
“If I make it to the club on Friday, areyou going to be there?”
Julian snorted. “I was there last week. Iwas just a bit busy.”
Before I could ask why he’d been busy and whohe’d been busy with, he apparently decided he’d said too much. “Okay, I’ve gota few things I need to take care of. Have fun with your boy.”
Then the bastard hung up.
My best guess was that things wereprogressing nicely with the sub he’d been talking to, but there had to be moreto it than that, or he wouldn’t be hiding his relationship.
And who was making him guilty?
But working on his problems would have towait. I had issues of my own to solve and an overly busy sub who needed torelax.
If I could just explain that withoutsounding like a dick.
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So maybe ithadn’t been the most ethical way to get Ridley in the right frame of mind, butas I picked up the last of Becca’s toys from the floor and he moaned, rockingthe thick plug that barely brushed against his prostate, I decided I wasn’tgoing to worry about it.
It would also teach him to ask morequestions when I volunteered to clean the living room. He should’ve been a bitmore suspicious even if he had been looking forward to getting tied up andplugged.
It was going to be a learning experienceall around.
When everything was clean and his cock wasleaking precum as he tried to get more pressure against his prostate, I decidedwe were both ready to get to our conversation.
He just didn’t know about the talking partyet.
Oops. Had I forgotten to mention that?
Walking over to the couch, I sat down infront of him where he knelt on the floor and just watched the pleasure andsubmission that glowed from him. The blindfold around his eyes and the newnoise-canceling headphones seemed to be doing their job perfectly because hedidn’t even realize how close I was until I reached out and pinched one nipple.
His sexy gasp made me smile, but it was theneedy shiver racing through him that had my cock getting even harder. Cleaningmight not turn me on, but listening to Ridley gasp and moan as the fatvibrating plug drove him crazy would make any task more interesting.
Pulling my hand back, I waited a fewseconds before rolling his other nipple between my fingertips. The way his dickjerked said how much he liked the light pain. It gave me so many ideas aboutwhat I could do with him, but that would have to wait for another night.
Tonight I’d promised that I’d fuck him intothe mattress—his words, not mine—but we had a few things to talk about beforewe got to that point.
When he’d relaxed again…well, as relaxed ashe was going to get after the vibrations had been tormenting him for the pasttwenty minutes…I flicked the tip of his dick.
His moan that time was so beautiful it wasalmost musical. It’d been days since we’d had time to do a heavy scene and hewas starting to crave the pain. Which really wasn’t a surprise considering thefact that he hadn’t crossed CBT completely off his list to begin with.
Any man who thought it might be interestingwas more than a little curious about pain.
But even though we hadn’t pushed hislimits, he’d reacted perfectly to what we’d explored so far. Maybe eventuallywe’d reach the point where we wanted to increase the pain level we explored,but so far, I thought we’d found a perfect balance for us.
After I’d waited another few seconds, Ireached down and wrapped my fingers around his balls to give them a gentle tug.Just the faint reminder of what I could do had another shiver running throughhim and he fought to rock his hips so he could offer his body to me even more.
But the ropes around him were making thatjust a little bit difficult.
And the sexy frustrated huff that escapedaround the gag said he’d forgotten about the restraints for a few minutes.
When I’d spent enough time teasing over hisbeautiful body, I removed the headphones so he could hear me. He’d beenisolated for a while, so instead of speaking I leaned in and blew across oneear. He made a low noise I thought was a question of some sort.