His adorable squeak made me want to see what other sounds I could get from him, but he quickly swallowed and got real words out. “I…I understand we’re in public…I think…I think you’ll know the rules here better than I do.”
Oh yes.
“So…so you should be in charge of that. I…I consent. No. I’m green. Yes, I wanted to use stoplight colors. You need to know that. Have I told you that? What—” His rambling could’ve gone on forever, but I cut it off midstream with just a pinch.
He lit up, arching his chest out and letting out a shaky breath as his eyelids tried to close. But his hands stayed right on the table. “I…yes. I liked it. That…that was a successful test run. Thank you.”
Leaning closer, I gave his nipple a tug as I kissed his cheek. “You’re welcome, and thank you for letting me know that you liked it.”
He shivered for me, taking a deep breath and nodding slowly. “You’re welcome, Sir.”
“And you did a very good job of making sure I knew your safewords.” His brain was going in a thousand directions, but he wanted to be a good boy. “You’re doing a wonderful job of behaving for me.”
Kennedy let out a soft, needy whine but licked his lips, cutting off the sexy sound. “I…I like rewards and being good.”
“Do you like being good or do you like hearing me tell you that you’ve been good? Those are two different things.” Moving back to his other nipple, I gave that one a pinch and loved the way his body jerked.
“I…I guess…the second. I like hearing you tell me that I’ve been good.” Shifting back and forth for a moment, Kennedy quickly stopped himself. “Do…do I have to sit still? I mean…my hands are on the table.”
I was pretty sure I knew what he was actually thinking, so I answered his asked and unasked questions. “You may wiggle and you can also try to adjust your dick as long as your hands stay on the table.”
That got me a frustrated huff but he nodded. “Yes, Sir. Um, thank you?”
“I like it when you thank me for torturing you.” Kissing his neck, I smiled when he groaned. “Yes, rock for me. Let everyone see how hard and needy you are.”
I wasn’t sure if it was too much and his pink cheeks didn’t tell me much, but after a few seconds, he rocked and spread his legs wider, sighing as he focused on his hands. “Good boy. I’m glad you’re hard for me and I love that everyone knows it too.”
That got me another rock from the sexy sub, but he peeked over at me too. “I’m…I don’t want to embarrass you.”
Nope.
Wanting to cut that line of thought off completely, I kept my gaze on his and ran my hand down his chest and between his legs. When I got to his bulge, I squeezed his erection just hard enough to make it obvious to everyone who could see us that I was playing with him. “It’ll take a lot more than having a wiggly sub to embarrass me.”
Especially at BJ’s.
Finding the head of his cock, I left my hand holding him possessively and made circles over it with my thumb. Kennedy’s body bowed like he was a rubber band ready to snap and he nearly came off the seat, but his hands stayed in place. When he forced himself back down in the booth, I nodded and kept my hand in place. “Good boy, and that was a wonderful show for everyone.”
Kennedy shivered and looked at me like I was the most amazing man he’d ever seen. “That’s so…”
Good.
That was so good.
“That’s going to help you remember who you belong to.” And it was going to help him feel displayed and maybe used. “Now, we have a conversation to get back to, don’t we?”
And I was going to see how long I could fuck with him before he begged to come or just exploded for me.
Chapter 4
Kennedy
He.
I.
“I think…I think I like Italian?” Yes, that wasn’t a bad choice for our first official date.
Anson smiled, so he must’ve liked the answer…and that must’ve been the question. “Wonderful. There’s a small Italian place that has incredible food. Should we go next weekend or sooner?”
