Chapter 15 – Richard
Pulling David to me, I spin him around and push him up against the door.
This goes against everything that I would normally do, and it feels very alien to me, but I need him to understand what this week has done to me.
Not being able to hold back any longer, I connect our lips, and he opens readily for me.
I slip my tongue inside, twisting, and dancing with his. The kiss deepening with every second.
Breaking the kiss, I take a step back. His eyes are wide open, and he’s breathing fast, and God, it’s the sexiest thing. It takes all my might not to surrender to him, and let him take over control, but that’s not what I want at the moment.
“Rich,” Dave starts, but I ignore him, stepping closer to him once more, and connect our lips, as I cup the front of his trousers.
His dick is hard, and I can feel the strain against the fabric, before I take a step back again.
I need to put a little distance between us, while I try to control myself.
Reaching out a hand to Dave, he takes hold of it, and I’m pulling him forward before spinning him around, and pushing him back up against the door.
Closing the distance between us once again.
I cover his body with my own, my chest resting against his back, before I grab both of his arms, and hold them above his head.
As I place a small kiss on the side of his neck, I grind my dick into his ass, so he can feel how hard I am.
“Don’t ever ignore my calls again,” I say into his ear.
“Yes, sir,” Dave replies, and I don’t think I have ever heard him sound like this. I need to see his face.
“Turn around,” I demand, as I let go of his hands, and move back. Dave turns around, slowly, but keeps looking at the floor. “Look at me?”
Dave’s head shoots up, and he looks me right in the eyes. His face is a picture of serene calm. His breathing is evening out, and he’s just looking at me, waiting for my next instruction.
“We are going to talk; do you understand me?” I ask.
“Yes, sir,” Dave’s reply comes instantly.
When David hung up on me a few days ago, I had been so annoyed with him, but as the days passed, and he kept ignoring my calls, I started to get worried. We needed to talk, and soon, before the damage we were doing to each other couldn’t be repaired.
I’d been trying to figure out how to get him to talk.
At one point, I was going to call Vincent, and demand he get Dave to call me, but then Jasper had called me.
I had forgotten he had my number. Jasper explained that he was with Dave on Monday, and that he heard the phone call, and wanted to know if Dave had called me yet.
I said no, and was at a loss on what to do next.
Jasper basically told me to get to Austin, that I needed to talk to Dave face to face, and that he had an idea.
I needed to tap into Dave’s submissive side.
I had laughed, there was no way I could dominate Dave, not like that.
That wasn’t me. Yet here I am, standing in Dave’s room, harnessing all my management training, to get Dave to talk.
“Why did you hang up on me?” I ask.
“You lied to me,” Dave says.
“I didn’t. Jasper was someone from my past,” I say to him.
“You slept with him.”
“I did, and so did you. Out of the two of us, you lied to me.”
“No, I didn’t. Jasper was my ex-boyfriend,” Dave says, but breaks eye contact.
“Dave, look at me. We haven’t finished talking.”
Dave slowly looks back up at me, and I’m starting to feel my resolve break. This isn’t me, and Dave isn’t a sub anymore. I need to figure out how to give him back control.
“I’m not talking about that; I don’t care if he was your ex. I care that you never told me you’re a submissive.”
“Was submissive,” Dave mumbles, “and only with him.”
These are the words that I needed to hear. I’m not sure how I would have coped if he said he had been a sub with someone else.
“Good,” I confirm, still trying to keep all the firmness in my voice. “Why were you angry with me?”
But Dave doesn’t answer, just keeps looking at me.
“Dave, answer me, and you will get a reward,” I say to him, as that always works for me.
“I was jealous. Jasper’s a handsome man who also knows what you like.”
“If I wanted to be with Jasper, I would still be paying him, but I’m not. You’re who I want. You have a power over me that Jasper could never have.”
“But…” Dave starts.
“No. You marked me, and you’re the only man that I have ever asked to do that to me. Jasper is someone from both our pasts, we are not going to escape that.”
“But he can control you better than me,” Dave states, his voice weak.
“In the car park, he caught me off guard. I was rattled, and yes, I submitted to him.” I cannot deny what he saw, but we have to move past it.
“I’m sorry,” Dave mumbles. “For ignoring you.” And he bows his head so that he’s looking at the floor again.
“Thank you,” I say, and place my finger under his chin, and tilt his head up. “Now, I promised you a reward, didn’t I?”
“Yes, sir, you did.”
“I’m all yours.” And I take a step back from him, go to my knees, something I have never done before with anyone, and bow my head. In this one move, I’m transferring control over to Dave, and it feels like I can breathe again.
“Rich.”
“Yes, baby,” I state.
“Look at me.”
Tilting my head back, I look up at Dave, who is staring at me, in what I think is maybe awe, at what I just did to him, to us. But I can also tell that he has control again.
“Take my dick out and show me just what I have been missing.”
Yes. This is what I need. To be told what to do.
Reaching over, I pop the button of the jeans he’s wearing, pull down the zipper, and push them down his legs, and I make sure to take his boxers with them, finally freeing his dick from its confines.
It stands proud, and my mouth salivates at the sight.
It feels like it’s been too long since I tasted him, yet it’s only been a week.
I lean forward and run my tongue up the length of his dick, the skin smooth and soft, as I slip my mouth around the head.
I hold it there for a second, needing to feel the weight of him on my tongue before I move down the length, not stopping till my nose hits his crotch, where I take in a deep breath.
He smells like a mixture of his shower gel, car, and, maybe, a hint of sweat, and it acts like an aphrodisiac.
My mouth moves faster up and down him, and Dave threads his fingers into my hair, pulling at the roots, and I moan around him.
“You’ve done enough talking for today,” Dave tells me, and a slight moan comes out at his words.
I keep working his dick with my mouth, swirling my tongue over the head, and lapping up the pearls of cum that appear on the tip, and just when I think that he’s going to come down my throat, he pulls out of my mouth.
“On your feet and take your clothes off.”
Getting to my feet, I start to take my clothes off, as Dave walks into the bathroom.
From this angle, I can see him go into his wash bag and pull out a bottle I’ve seen before.
It’s the bottle of lube, and for the briefest of thoughts, I wonder why he brought it with him.
I wasn’t supposed to be here this weekend.
“It never leaves my bag. You have a habit of turning up out of the blue,” Dave says over to me, when he spots me looking at the bottle in his hand. “I have nothing to tie you up with tonight, looks like I’m going to have to start carrying something around with me for your surprise visits.”
“Um,” I start, forgetting that I’m not allowed to talk.
“Um, what?”
Without saying a word, I lean down and pick up my trousers that I dumped on the floor, and go into the pocket. I fish out my tie. My favourite tie, and hand it over to him.
“Well, look at you. Came prepared.”
But I’m still not able to talk, so I just look at him, and await the next instruction.
“Hands out.”
Holding my arms out in front of me, I watch as Dave wraps the tie around my wrists, before tying it.
“I want to try something different, so I’m going to prep you while you stand.”
I opened my mouth to tell him that I worked myself open before coming to his room. I didn’t want to wait for him. I needed to feel him inside me sooner rather than later. Risking a punishment if I talk.
“Baby, I’m ready.”
“I thought I said no talking, but I’m intrigued. Explain.” And he runs a finger down the centre of my chest, and over my dick, his thumb rubbing the tip, as a bead of cum appears.
“I got myself ready. Didn’t want to wait.”
“Didn’t want to wait for what?”
Damn him, he knows what I’m talking about, but is still going to make me say it.
“Couldn’t wait for you to be inside me,” I tell him.
“Part of me wants to be mad at you. Prepping yourself without me. But on this occasion, I will allow it. In the future, you are never to pleasure yourself without me.” I notice that he emphasised the word never.
“Yes, baby.”
“Fuck. You are so fucking gorgeous like this. I’ve missed you so much.” Dave breathes out, as he comes up in front of me, and cups my dick in his hand, rubbing it gently, and I’m biting my lip to stop the moan that is ready to fall from my lips.
“I’m going over to the chair. When I’m seated, come over to me, and turn around. You might be ready, but you still need lube,” Dave tells me, as he steps around me.
Turning around on the spot, I watch as Dave walks over and sits on the edge of the chair, and only when he is seated, do I make my way over to him, and stand in front of him, but with my back to him.
I feel as he places a kiss at the top of my ass before he’s spreading my cheeks open, then there is a coldness. A finger slips easily inside me.
“Oh, you really are ready for me,” Dave says, as he removes his finger, and another kiss is placed on my back. “I need you to sit down on my lap, but you are to keep your back to me.”