Chapter 26
Arnie
I wake to the smell of coffee and my sweet boy singing at the top of his lungs.
“WHAT’S LOVE GOT TO DO, GOT TO DO WITH ITTTTTTT!”
The singing gets louder as I hear footsteps growing closer to the room.
Laughing, I wait for his entrance into our room.
Oh, our room. I like the sound of that. Jamie shoves the door fully open, and I am greeted with not only a delicious smelling breakfast on a tray adorned with orange flowers from my garden, coffee and juice.
But I am also given a full-frontal view of Jamie in nothing but what God gave him.
“Please, tell me you did not cook nude, blondie,” I chide, my brows furrowed as I cock one eyebrow at him as he nears the bed.
“No, I wore your apron, silly,” he says as he places the tray down and jumps back into bed.
“Arghh.”
Jamie goes into a fit of laughter as I remove his stone-cold feet from my thigh. Quickly turning him over, making sure not to spill the tray, I give him 5 quick swats on the ass for his shenanigans. I shake my head and smile as I return to the breakfast of eggs, toast, and fruit.
“Thank you for this,” I say as I kiss him slowly. He hums and melts into me. I can feel the surrounding radiance. I like relaxed Jamie.
“What’s this?”
“Oh, that’s for after,” he says, covering his mouth as he chews his toast. “It’s just a little something I picked up at the market for you, and, y’know, the whole Jed thing got in the way of me giving it to you.” He waves his free hand around to signal the madness that was the brick incident.
I watch to see any negative signs from him at the mention of Jed, but there didn’t seem to be any. Jamie seems to be healing from the ordeal well, but I’ll be keeping a close eye on him in the next couple of weeks in case he slips into another episode and needs more comfort.
Jamie fidgets as we finish eating our toast with marmalade — a pleasant change from my usual plain —and just as I place my half mug of coffee on the side table, he is putting the tray on the floor and jumping into my lap.
Looking up through his lashes, his cheeky smile and twinkling grey eyes tell me all I need to know about what he wants this morning.
Moving closer, I take his smooth ass in my hands and massage his tight round globes as I take his mouth.
We slowly rut against each other as we settle into the fiery heat between us.
“Um...open your gift,” he pants, breaking the kiss as he reaches for the gift.
“Now? Wouldn’t you rather come?” I challenge as he blushes and looks away. Burning need coils in my belly.
“I hoped maybe I could take charge again this morning,” he says shyly, rubbing his bicep. Grabbing his chin and pulling his attention up and back to me, I look at him before giving him a quick peck on his luscious cherry lips.
“Jamie, you can do whatever you want to me. My body is yours. If you want to top me, just ask. If you want to shove your cock down my throat, all you need to do is say,” I say with a wink, knowing that I’ll get to see that sweet blush appear over his milky skin again.
He shivers, shutting his eyes for a moment.
“Okay. Well, please open your gift and then, if you like it, we can proceed.” My cock stirs half-hard at his attempt at authority, and I open the gift bag, removing the purple tissue paper.
“What is this?” I ask as I pull out what looks like a mini rolling pin covered in spikes. It’s bright, rainbow-coloured, and for something so small, jags into the skin on my hand, making me startle. More blood flows to my cock.
“It’s an ouchie!” Jamie says excitedly, taking it from me. “I found it at this little independent stall. The woman makes them all using a 3D machine. There were huge ones too, but I thought this was cute and it made me think of you.”
“You thought it was cute, and that made you think of me?” I tease as I pull him closer.
“Well, yeah. I saw it and immediately had this fantasy of using it on you.”
“Tell me your fantasy, blondie. Maybe I’ll let you use your gift,” I tell him between nibbling kisses to his jaw and neck, stopping to include his ear where he’s sensitive.
“Well... I would wake you up by kissing you all over. We would both be naked and... and I would finally get a taste of you. Your cock heavy in my mouth as it stretched down my throat. Then I would grab the... the ouchie and roll it over your sac and then as I’m jerking you, I would roll it back and forth, making little pinpricks on your cock.
Then, as you’re getting close, I’d swallow you whole again. ”
Well, colour me shocked. My little new-to-kink sub is a filthy little slut. As if reading my mind, he slaps my arm.
“I’m a new sub and anal virgin, A, not a priest,” he says as he rolls his eyes.
“So, it would appear, blondie. Why don’t we get started on that fantasy of yours then,” I growl as I swat his ass another five times on each side for his eye-rolling.
His pupils are blown, ass a gorgeous pink, but he hesitates trying to hide it by nodding and diverting his gaze, which has me worried.
“What is it?”
“I... I’ve never actually given a BJ before.
I don’t want you to be disappointed. I have done research, and I won’t match the skills of the subs with throat training that you’re likely accustomed to.
” He looks away again, and I can tell that he is genuinely worried that I wouldn’t enjoy whatever attention he wants to place on me and my body.
"Hey, I’ll guide you through it if you want, but honestly, blondie? I’d rather have you look at me every day with those heated eyes and never be touched again than have a sub with training suck my cock."
At that, he lets out a shaken breath before chewing his lower lip, eyes half-lidded with lust, finally deciding.
“Yes, Sir,” he breathes heavily, eyes not leaving mine as he kisses my pecs, making his way to my pierced nipples, taking his time there because he knows how much I like it before heading further south.
The heat of his mouth on me has a spurt of pre come spilling from my sensitive head. Jamie moans, the vibrations adding to the immediate pleasure.
“That’s it. Such a good boy,” I say as I run my fingers through his hair.
He swirls his tongue before taking more of me, and I wonder if he’s been studying for this. Maybe I’ll have him show me exactly what he’s been watching.
A deep moan comes from my throat as he sucks in his cheeks, moving up and down as he fists the base of me. He pops off after a few minutes and sticks out his tongue to flick at my piercings, eyes on mine as he does it. His hand reaching for the ouchie.
My cock twitches at the thought of how good it will hurt. It was so thoughtful of him. He has embraced this new side of himself so well. It’s pure Jamie; he’s just so damn admirable like that.
As pain lances through my sensitive cock, I can’t help thinking how did I get so damn lucky?