Chapter 16
Niran
Kissing Bento was nothing like I’d ever experienced before.
Immediately, his lips softened beneath mine, his submission as natural as breathing.
When I licked along the seam of his lips, he moaned softly and opened his pretty mouth for me, letting me in so I could memorize every curve of his mouth and its velvety softness.
I’d never been much of a man for kissing. I preferred to fuck and be on my way. But kissing Bento? I could do it all fucking day. The rest of my life, even. Kissing him was almost as erotic as I imagined fucking him would be.
And trust, I was about to find out just how good his ass felt wrapped around my cock. My boy had a lesson to be learned, and I was about to fucking teach it.
Him even thinking he could fucking leave me was wrong.
I wouldn’t stand for it. He was mine, and as long as I was still drawing breath into my lungs, he would be by my side.
A vacation without me? Fucking laughable.
If he even had another damn thought about abandoning me, I’d tie him to my fucking bed for the rest of his days.
“You think you can fucking leave me, kon-dii?” I growled as I pulled back, my hand tightening around his throat.
“I don’t—” I cut off his air supply, and his eyes widened, his good hand coming up to wrap around my wrist. He didn’t try to pull my hand away though. He just… held on.
“That is what you said, is it not?” I snapped. “That you’ll just take a mother fucking vacation? You think you’re going anywhere without me that’s not fucking work related?”
“I’m sorry,” he croaked, his voice strangled.
“Niran, I’m sorry.” His eyes were pleading with me to take his apology, to know he meant it.
And I knew he did. When Bento was angry, which was rare, he tended to say shit he didn’t mean.
I knew that. But that didn’t change the fact that he’d threatened to leave me.
“Are you, kon-dii?” I rasped, brushing my nose with his as I softened my grip.
He swallowed thickly beneath my palm, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
“Your apology, whether you mean it or not, doesn’t stop what’s about to happen.
Because the thought of you abandoning me makes me feel like I’m coming unglued. And that’s not going unpunished.”
He sucked in a sharp breath at the mention of a punishment, and I had to bite back a grin. Christ, he was perfect for me. So damn perfect.
“I would never abandon you, Niran.” Releasing my wrist, he reached up to cup my face, and our eyes met.
“I need you to understand that and always remember it. I’ve wanted you since the moment Rico dropped me into your lap as a little pet project.
” I snorted at his description of himself.
He’d been anything but. Rico had seen something in him and wanted to give him a chance, but I didn’t correct him.
He was so much more than just a little pet.
“I will never let you go, no matter what I may say when I’m angry and hurt and confused. ”
“Still doesn’t change the fact that you said it.”
He shook his head. “You’re right. It doesn’t,” he agreed. He dropped his hand and relaxed his shoulders, tipping his chin up just the slightest bit. “I’ll take whatever punishment you doll out.”
I groaned and leaned in, kissing him again, though this kiss was a bit softer.
Not as harsh and brutal. “Good boy,” I murmured against his addictive lips, and he moaned, his body swaying into mine.
I released his throat and stepped back, nodding toward my desk.
“Lay out on top of it so you’re comfortable.
” Punishment or not, I wouldn’t risk him hurting himself more.
He was still at a vital stage of his recovery, and while I was a jackass, I wasn’t to him. “I’ll do the rest.”
“Seems like I shouldn’t be comfortable for a punishment,” he mused as he walked to my desk.
He arched a brow at me as he eased onto the wooden piece of furniture, crinkling my paperwork.
But I didn’t care. I’d just reprint it all.
Might keep the ruined ones though in a box somewhere for memory’s sake though.
“I won’t injure you further,” I told him.
He laid back on the desk, and I strode over.
Gripping his sneakers, I pulled them off, then tugged his socks off next, tossing them to the floor.
His breathing quickened just the slightest bit when I slid my hands over his sweatpants covered legs to the band.
“Besides, this punishment will be good for both of us… though I’m not sure how your ass is going to feel afterward. ”
He groaned long and low as I began pulling his sweats down and off before dropping to the floor. He was only in a pair of black, silky boxer briefs, and I smirked, fingering the band of those. “You think I don’t recognize this brand, kon-dii?”
His brown skin flushed. “They’re comfy,” he rasped.
“Mhm. And you think I don’t know how you found out about them?
” Bracing a hand beside his head, I wedged my body between his thighs and leaned over him.
“I know everything, Perez.” He shivered and licked his lips, his eyes turning to molten chocolate at the use of his last name.
“I know of every time you snuck into my room and snooped around. I know of every purchase you’ve made, too. ”
His cheeks turned an even shade darker than his normally light-brown complexion, and it was beautiful. “So you know…” His voice trailed off.
I nodded, a feral grin splitting my lips. He shivered. “I know about the toys, kon-dii. Which means I know you’re going to take my cock so fucking well.”
He moaned again, and his eyes fluttered closed. I hooked my fingers into the band of his boxers and pulled them down, a low growl sounding from my chest at the sight of his hard, leaking cock.
I was about to fucking own him.