Chapter 7 – Richard
The feel of David’s ice-cold mouth around my length has me bucking off the bed, but I remember not to call out.
Permission for me to talk hasn’t been given.
David knows what I like, and there doesn’t need to be any vocal cues from me for him to know that I’m enjoying myself.
As David increases his movements up and down my dick, I pull on the restraints behind me.
I try to push further into his mouth, trying to increase the sensation around me.
David lets my dick fall from his mouth and runs his tongue up my length. “You are now not allowed to move,” David commands, and fuck, it sends my pulse racing. “Do you understand?”
I go to open my mouth, but he still hasn’t said that I can reply, so I just keep looking at him, and when he smiles at me, I know that my silence has made him happy, and hopefully that means he will give my dick some more attention, but he doesn’t.
David, instead, leans over and picks up the glass of ice, and unlike previously, he tips the glass and takes out an ice cube before he puts the glass back on the table. There is a wicked glint in his eyes, and my excitement increases as I wonder what he’s going to do next.
I thought he would pop it in his mouth again, but he doesn’t, instead, he runs the ice cube down my sternum, before moving it back up again, moving over to my nipple.
David holds the ice cube over my nipple for a moment before moving it around in circles.
My nipples harden at the attention and when I feel David run his tongue along the same path on my sternum as the ice cube, a small groan slips from my lips.
“I told you no noises,” David reprimands, leans down, and takes my hardened nipple in his mouth. He sucks gently before pulling on it with his teeth, and I clench my hands together with as much strength as I can muster so that I don’t move.
David keeps pulling on my nipple with his teeth before soothing the area with his tongue.
He keeps up this mixture of ice, tongue, and teeth until the ice cube has melted, and just when I think that I can breathe a little easier, he picks up the glass again and retrieves another ice cube.
He begins the delicious torture on my other nipple.
It’s the same ice, teeth, and tongue technique, but just to add to the sensation, he’s now tweaking the first nipple with his fingers.
I can feel my orgasm starting to build under all the ministrations. I’m not sure what gave me away, but suddenly, David lets go of my nipples and is sitting back on his heels, looking at me. The wicked look in his eyes is very much alive.
“Oh, you do not get to come yet.” The smile on his face widens as he leans forward and whispers in my ear, “I’m having too much fun.”
“Dave.” His name falls from my lips and results in my nipples getting pinched for talking when I’m not supposed to.
“Soon. You’ll be allowed to talk soon,” David tells me, as he leans down and places small kisses down my chest until he reaches my dick.
I hold my breath, waiting and wanting, hell, if I could talk, I would be pleading for David to take me.
I need to feel his warmth around me again.
Feel him swirling his tongue around my head.
But again, he doesn’t. He leans over, takes another ice cube out of the glass, and runs it up and down my length, and over my head.
It takes all the strength I have not to move at the touch, which causes another pearl of pre-cum to appear.
David picks it up with his finger, and I brace myself for David to feed it to me again. Instead, David licks it off his finger.
“Fuck, I forgot how good you taste. Next time, I’m going to have you shoot your come down my throat. Tonight, I have other plans,” David tells me, and I want to ask what other plans he has. What should I expect from tonight?
All the questions that were on the tip of my tongue vanish, when I feel David drop the ice cube into my belly button.
He proceeds to run his tongue up my dick, before taking the head into his mouth.
He sucks it, gently, for a moment, running his tongue over the head, and around the edge, but doesn’t take me any further.
“You are now allowed to speak, but only to answer my questions. With every truthful answer, I will reward you with more privileges. Do you understand? You may answer.”
“Yes, Dave,” I replied.
“You lied to me, didn’t you?” David starts.
“No,” I lie, mentally kicking myself when he reaches over and tweaks my nipples and takes my dick into his mouth. He slowly makes his way up and down my dick. He starts to increase his pace, and I feel my orgasm starting to build, and then, he’s letting me go.
“You have one more chance. You lie to me again, and I won’t let you come. You lied to me, didn’t you?”
Fuck, there’s no way that I want this to stop, but there is a small part of me that’s excited about the denial. How far could I push him before he snaps?
“No,” I state again, and David takes another ice cube out of the glass, but I also notice the glass is starting to get more water than ice in it.
David runs the ice cube over my nipples, before running it down the front of my chest, and then proceeds to lean forward, gently blowing on the wet patches. Goose bumps appear all over my skin, and I tighten my hands in the restraints again, to stop my body from bucking at the sensation.
“Dick,” David says, as he covers my body with his, and places kisses along my jaw, and then hovers above my lips, but doesn’t connect them. I try to move, slightly, to connect our lips, but he just moves back, a smirk spreading across his lips.
“You answer me, and I will allow you a kiss. You lied to me?”
“When?” I ask, having him so close, and not kissing me, is the worst torture of the evening.
“Back in England.”
David must be talking about the time I told him I didn’t love him anymore, and that I regretted sleeping with him again. He really hasn’t been specific with his questions. I know I’m walking on a thin line, but I have to tease him more.
“I said a lot of things back in England,” I reply.
“Oh, trying to be the smart arse, are we?”
David shifts on the bed and begins to place kisses along my jaw, down my neck, to the centre of my chest. His dick is hard against mine, and he begins to grind into me as he takes a nipple into his mouth.
He starts to pull it with his teeth, licking around it, and all the while, he never stops the grinding against my dick.
My balls start to tighten, my orgasm getting stronger by the second. I take a deep breath, but then David stops, leans back, and picks up the glass of ice, well, water now. He slowly pours it down my chest, the iciness on my skin making me jump.
“You needed to calm down,” David tells me, as he places the glass back on the table, and then remains perfectly still. He doesn’t move, doesn’t touch me, just keeps looking at me. My heart feels like it’s about to burst out of my chest, “Back in your office, you lied to me.”
“Yes,” I mumble.
“See, that wasn’t so hard,” David replies, as he leans down, and licks the water off my chest, before swallowing my dick whole, and I have to bite my lip to stop from screaming out in pleasure as I feel the back of his throat.
He keeps a steady pace as he travels up and down my length, but he is deliberately taking his time.
“Tell me what the truth is,” David demands. “And I’ll let you move.”
“I don’t want you to leave.” Well, this is a truth.
“So, you still want to play games, do you?” David asks as he rolls off me so he’s lying next to me.
He begins to run a finger up and down my side. It’s my most ticklish spot, and he knows it. I close my eyes, trying to fight the need to move, but he doesn’t stop. Just gently runs his finger up and down my side.
“I don’t regret sleeping with you,” I blurt out. I don’t think this is the truth he wanted to hear, but it’s a truth all the same.
“Good. You’re now allowed to move,” David tells me, as he covers my body with his again, repeating the torture from earlier, as he begins to grind his dick into mine. “One last truth, and I promise to make you see stars. But you’re not allowed to close your eyes again.”
“I’ve told you everything,” I say.
“No, you’re still lying about one thing, and I’ll make you tell me.”
David pushes himself up onto his hands, and places kisses all over my chest again, as he heads down to my dick.
He pauses for a moment. I desperately want to close my eyes again as I wait for his mouth, but his mouth never comes.
Instead, his hand tightens around me, as he begins to pump up and down, running his thumb over the head.
The pressure increases, and I cannot help but to squirm under his touch. Just like all the other times, he brings me to the brink, before slowing down again.
“Tell me the truth,” David demands, and he starts moving his hand again.
“I…” I start, but the sensation is too much, words are fleeing my mind, and then, just as suddenly, David stops. He waits for me to calm down before starting again.
“Tell me,” David commands, as he moves his hand faster.
“I love you,” bursts from my lips, my hips bucking up off the bed. David drops my dick the second the words are in the air and looks at me. A very satisfied look on his face.
“See, now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” David says, and climbs off the bed.
Surely, he’s not going to leave me in this state.
Where the hell is he going? I track him as he crosses the room and the light in the bathroom flicks on.
I hear a zip being opened before David is back in my view.
Coming back over to the bed, he nestles between my spread legs, his hand clenched around something.
“Now that you’ve told me the truth, you can have your reward – me.” And he finally opens his hand to show a small bottle of lube in his hand. Looks like he came prepared. “But you will only be allowed to voice your pleasure. We can talk later.”