Chapter 30 #2
“No,” Christian said from behind him. “I just oiled the damn thing.” He shook his head. “A five-minute job could’ve saved you months of angst.”
Brett closed his eyes and leaned further back in the chair, expecting the creak to come back, but it was silent. “Oh, my god. This is one of the best presents in the world,” he murmured.
Laughter followed his pronouncement, and he kicked his feet up onto his desk and grinned, staring at those who surrounded him. These were his people, his family, his life. He didn’t need anyone else.
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“We need to leave,” Brett said against Felix’s ear.
Felix pouted. “But I’m enjoying myself.” Brett raised his eyebrow, and Felix flushed. “Okay,” he squeaked.
They said goodbye to everyone and headed to the car.
Brett drove them to his house, Felix talking about the party for the whole journey.
They entered the house, and Rosie and the kittens came out to greet them.
He’d finally figured out the security system, so now the cats would be able to come and go as they pleased without setting alarms off—once the kittens were older, that was.
Once they’d sorted them with food and drink, Brett grabbed Felix’s hand and led him to the bedroom.
“You’re a little eager,” Felix said when the door closed behind them.
“I thought you might want your present,” Brett said, indicating the bed and what lay on the covers.
Felix bit his lip. “Yes, please,” he whispered, gaze locked onto the leather ankle and wrist ties. “I’m in the mood for being tied up.”
Brett smiled. “Actually…I’m the one being tied up.”
Felix snapped his head around so fast he thought he’d break it. “What?”
“You mentioned it, and I’m not opposed. In fact, I’m looking forward to it.
To seeing what you’ll do to me when I’m helpless and unable to get away.
To experiencing what it’s like for your cock to be in my ass.
All. Night. Long.” His voice lowered until he barely breathed the last few words, and Felix shivered in response.
“Oh, god.” Felix closed his eyes and then exhaled. “In which case, get undressed. Sir,” he added as an afterthought.
Brett couldn’t withhold the curl of his lips as he watched Felix’s expression while he undressed. He wanted to speed things up and slow things down at the same time, and by the time he was naked, his hands itched to drag Felix to him and kiss him. But this was Felix’s show.
“Lie down on the bed,” Felix ordered.
Brett did, lying in the centre, and waited for what would happen next. When Felix just stared at him, he raised his eyebrows. “Come on, Felix. You know you want to have your wicked way with me,” he coaxed. “I’m all yours.”
At that, Felix knelt on the bed and reached for the first restraint.
Wrapping it around Brett’s wrist, he tugged his arm to the headboard and locked it into place.
He repeated the action on the other arm, and then Brett’s body started taking notice.
His cock reached for his stomach, already hard and willing.
Felix’s gaze strayed to it while he moved to Brett’s legs.
“It’s waiting for you, Felix,” he murmured, knowing the words would only enhance Felix’s pleasure.
Felix quickened his pace, getting his ankles into the ties quickly and efficiently until Brett was unable to escape. He could move a little, but there was no way he was leaving the bed until Felix let him. A shiver of anticipation raced through him, and his dick leaked onto his stomach.
Felix’s gaze roamed his body as he undressed, slowly enough to become a striptease, and Brett growled. Meeting his gaze, Felix smiled.
“I’m looking forward to this.”
“I’m looking forward to feeding you my cock until you gag on it,” Brett countered.
Felix’s eyebrows raised. “And how do you plan on doing that?”
“Because you’re going to make me do it, and I’m going to make you swallow every bit of my come before your cock sinks into my ass and makes me come again.”
Felix swallowed. “Despite my supposedly being in charge, that does sound mighty good.”
He climbed onto the bed between Brett’s legs and skimmed his hands over his skin, past the area where Brett wanted him the most and to his nipples. A smirk flickered across his face, and Brett narrowed his eyes, knowing exactly where his mind had gone.
Felix leaned over him, his lips brushing against his shoulder and down across his pecs until he reached a nipple.
He licked across the tip a few times, blew across it and then, when it beaded, enclosed his mouth around it and sucked.
Arrows of pleasure shot down his body and pooled in his groin, taking his already-hard cock to a pole of steel.
He hissed and bucked, unable to stop himself.
Felix smiled around his ministrations but didn’t stop.
Instead, he added fingers to his other nipple, which had Brett gritting his teeth with the effort of holding back his orgasm.
“Fuck,” he growled, humping air. “Jesus, Felix. Get that mouth where I need it!”
Felix ignored him and swapped sides, his mouth sucking on the other side while his fingers played on the free one. Brett pressed his head into his pillow, pushing his hips upwards, trying to find something to give him even a tiny bit of pressure.
“Fucking hell, Felix,” Brett gasped as the sucking grew stronger. He’d never believed it possible, but he just might be able to come from nipple play. And when Felix started skimming the fingertips of his free hand across his shoulders and neck, he about broke.
He tried to think of anything that would cool his libido a little, but the moment he thought of something, a strong pull from Felix would take him right back to his bedroom and the pleasurable things his man was doing to him. Why had he agreed to the torture? Oh yeah, because he loved the man.
Chest heaving with his pants, he stared down at Felix, who looked like the most content person on the planet while he sucked on Brett’s nipple.
Maybe he had a thing about sucking on something.
Brett didn’t know much about it, but some people enjoyed having something in their mouth as a soother.
He filed that thought away for another time because Felix finally pulled off him and grinned before scooting back and using his cock as an ice lolly.
“Holy shit.” He exhaled. “That’s it, sweetheart. Get it nice and wet.” Felix practically slobbered over him. “Now take the head into your mouth. There we go.”
Felix held him in his hand but kept his mouth around the head only, using his tongue in a deadly manner by flicking across his slit and frenulum repeatedly. Like what happened with his nipples, those areas sparked electricity all through him, and he breathed through gritted teeth.
“Oh, fuck.” His stomach muscles clenched as he beat back his climax, but Felix had other ideas and reached up to rub his nipple at the same time.
It was game over.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Brett gasped as he released, his gaze narrowing to where his cock fed his come straight into Felix’s mouth, whose eyes looked glazed over with pleasure.
It went on for far longer than he expected, maybe because Felix was still sucking and flicking, keeping Brett on the edge.
When he finally sank back into the bed, his cock was still rock hard and ready for another round, much to Felix’s delight.
“Yum,” he said, licking his lips, his eyes closing. “I want more.”
Brett could barely breathe, but he had enough air to chuckle. “By how well you’ve played me, I’m up for that challenge.” He nodded towards his cock. “Enjoy.”
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