Chapter Eighteen
Taylor
“I have a surprise for you, Pup.”
Knox looks away from the TV and smiles.
“I’m winning, Papa,” he exclaims. “Uncle King thought he could beat me at this war game, but he keeps losing.”
His giggle has my heart racing.
“Finish showing him whose boss and meet me in your playroom.”
After stepping on too many Legos throughout the house, I turned the old guest room into Knox’s playroom. I bought him everything his Little could possibly need and then some more. The room was relatively small, so I tore down the wall, separating this room from the one next to it. Most of the room is dedicated to my Pup. But, off to the side, everything is different. A large desk with multiple monitors and so many damn wires that took me ages to make safe sits against the wall.
That’s his work area.
“What’s my surprise, Papa?” he asks, not even noticing the new additions sitting in front of his closet.
“Blaze and Steel brought you something they think you might want back,” I explain. “They were waiting for the right time.”
Knox tilts his head, and I can’t get over how cute he looks in his full-body jammies. His Little closet is packed full of them.
And Lego shirts, of course.
“Turn around, Pup,” I smile.
It takes him a few seconds to notice, and when he does, he hops a few times and then runs to his old friends.
“What… Where…”
“I guess the girls told them what you had done, and they rushed to rescue them before the trash man could take them away.”
Tears roll down his face as he hugs each and every stuffie. All eighteen of them.
“I can’t believe they saved them,” he smiles. “This is the best day ever. Papa, can we bring them all to bed with us tonight?”
Laughing, I shake my head.
“There wouldn’t be any room for me or Titan,” I tell him. “How about you pick out one for each night? That way, they can have some personal time with you.”
“That’s a great idea,” he nods. “Hmm. Bluey, you’re first. You’ll love sleeping with us. Papa sings me to sleep every night.”
He grabs a little blue bear and cuddles him close.
“Wanna build a volcano with me, Papa?”
Before I can answer, he has his huge bucket of Legos poured onto the floor and jumps right into the middle.
“Owie,” he frowns down at the little blocks. “I think this one might be permanently attached to my hand.”
He shows me his hand where a piece is pressed into it, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“You’re turning into a Lego boy,” I smile. “You’re lucky you were wearing your jammies, or you’d have them all over your body.”
His eyes widen with excitement, and I make a mental note to hide the Legos when I’m not home. Maybe even the glue.
***Knox***
My man is so freaking hot. I sat on the porch and watched him mow the yard. Shirtless, I might add. And, then, I watched as he pulled the weeds with his bare hands. Again, shirtless. Then he drank an entire bottle of water… shirtless. He even had the audacity to stretch his back. Freaking shirtless.
And now he’s coming out of the attached bathroom… completely naked, apart from the towel wrapped around his waist.
I’m only sitting on the bed because I was ordered to.
Not because I want to watch. Not at all.
We’ve had sex multiple times now, but just the romantic kind. You know, with the kissing, and the I love you’s. Those are perfect. But right now, I want something a bit more. I need something. To submit. I want this man to use me in whatever way he wants.
Apart from tying me down. But we’ve already talked about that.
“Maybe we should go to Reynolds’ and see if he needs any help. His yard isn’t flat and is a pain in the ass to mow,” Taylor says, walking to his dresser. “Probably should have done that before I took a shower.”
When I don’t answer, he turns and looks at me.
“Is there something you’re wanting, baby?” he smirks.
I don’t answer. I don’t want to. I want to be told what to do. What to say. How hard to suck.
“I think I know what’s going on,” he says huskily.
He walks over and leans over my body until I’m forced to lay back. He nibbles my neck before biting the lobe of my ear.
“Does my baby want to please his Dom?” he whispers.
I can only nod.
“Are you going to do as you’re told, boy?” his voice is deeper, ringing with dominance.
Fuck yes.
“Yes, sir,” I pant.
“Number one rule?”
I squeeze my eyes shut and try to remember the rules.
“Say safeword if I need to,” I manage to say.
“Oh, baby boy, I’m about to fucking own you,” he growls, standing and tossing away the towel that was covering him.
He already owns me, but my brain is shutting down its essential functions.
“Knees. Now.”
Without thought, I fall to the floor.
“I’m not going to tie those hands behind your back, but if you touch me, or yourself, without permission, I will deny your release and lock you up in a cock cage until tomorrow night. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Now, lick my dick, baby. Get it nice and wet.”
Yes, please.
I take my time licking every single inch until he pulls away.
“Good job getting me ready, baby. Now open that beautiful mouth.”
I’m going to faint from the pleasure of his orders.
Doing as I’m told, I open wide, and Taylor enters my mouth.
“Suck gently, baby,” he moans. “Nice and slowly.”
He slides in and out of my mouth, but I whine, wanting more.
“You want me to fuck your mouth, Knox?” he asks. “Want me to slide all the way down your throat?”
My eyes roll back in my head with the thought alone.
“Put one of your hands on my thigh, Knox,” he orders. “If you need me to stop, even if it’s just to breathe, tap my leg three times. Understand?”
“Yes, sir,” I answer in a haze.
***Taylor***
He’s going to kill me.
“Keep your other hand behind your back, boy,” I order.
Knox’s eyes are glazed over, and I have never seen him so relaxed.
Having already given him multiple warnings about what I’m about to do, I go in earnestly. Starting with a slow pace, I shove my dick in until I can feel the back of his throat.
Instead of gagging and pulling away, he moans and swallows.
Yep, I’m going to die from having my dick sucked.
I have to remind myself to pull out every once in a while so my man can breathe. But, I don’t give him long. He wanted me to fuck his mouth, so I’m going to fuck his mouth.
“Fuck,” I moan when I feel my spine start to tingle. “I’m going to cum, baby,” I warn. “And you are going to swallow every single bit. I don’t want to see so much as a drop escape your lips.”
Nodding, Knox sucks harder as I thrust in and out, being sure to swallow my dick every chance he gets.
“Fuck,” I groan, shoving myself deep and releasing every bit of my pleasure into his willing throat.”
He moans around my dick, and I know my naughty boy just came without permission.
I pull out, and Knox gasps for breath.
I give him just a few seconds before I frown down at him.
“Did you just cum without permission?” I growl.
His eyes widen, and he nods.
“But I didn’t touch myself,” he adds quickly.
“You came from sucking my dick?” I ask, a little shocked.
He nods, and I pull him to his feet.
“I’m going to clean you up and put your cock in the cage,” I warn. “Then, I’m going to lick and bite every inch of your body before I fuck your ass. You are not going to cum, though, are you? The cage won’t allow it.”
His eyes are still hazy with the pleasure of his submission. Yet, he still groans.
“When I’m done using you to find my release, I’m going to put my favorite plug inside of you for the rest of the night, so when I wake up needing release, you’ll already be ready for me. I will fuck you awake and then replace the plug when I’m finished.”
Knox’s breath quickens while I clean his dick.
“I will continue to use your body all day tomorrow,” I continue. “And if you’re a good boy, I’ll release your dick before I have to go to work, and I’ll suck you off until you scream my name.”
“Oh, I’m going to die,” he moans.
I carry him to the bed and pull out the cage. The metal is cold, and goosebumps appear on his body as the lock clicks into place. Then, I proceeded to do as I promised.
I licked, I bit, and I fucked my man throughout the night and all the next day.
Knox was practically shaking with need when I finally gave in and unlocked the cage. Before I got the chance to suck him off, he pushed me down on the floor, pulled out my dick, and sank right onto it. He fucked himself until he came and then proceeded to do it again right after.
I felt positively used in the most delicious way.