21. Saint
“Do you still want to play?” Rio asked me after a long silence. I hadn’t forgotten that we were going to do that, but I had been thinking about other things. His question startled me a little, but then I realized that I had been very quiet for a very long time.
“Yes,” I said quickly. “I’m sorry, I was just thinking.”
“I know, está bien. We don’t have to if you’re not feeling it now.” He rubbed his hand back and forth across my shoulders.
I lifted myself up onto my elbow and shook my head. “No, I do,” I said, stretching to kiss him. I felt him smile into the kiss before he returned it, and he pulled me flush against him with a soft, growly sound of delight. The sound sent a nice shiver through me and I answered it with a quiet hum.
“So sexy,” Rio murmured when the kiss broke. He tugged me up over him, wrapping his arms around me and gathering a handful of hair. My eyes closed as I was kissed again as he pulled my hair. His attention to what he knew I liked made me want to go to my knees and service him with utmost care. I remembered how good his use of me had been when we played the first time and I shivered again.
“What are you thinking, Sexy?” Rio asked.
“Remembering the other time,” I answered truthfully. “I like how you remember what I like.”
Rio’s smile was cat-that-got-the-cream. “Wonder if I’ll find anything else you like this time…” He rolled us and pinned my hands on the pillow. “Okay?” he asked quickly, and when I nodded he kissed me deeply. He shifted enough to both my wrists in one strong hand and reached down to hike one of my legs up around his hips, grinding against me. I tightened that leg, pulling him into me as hard as I could, my body lighting up with desire.
I wondered what he would want this time, if he would give me an assignment and a reward. I almost wanted to ask, and I was sure that if I did, he wouldn’t mind. If I pondered that, I would find it novel. I was too focused, though, on the feeling of his lips on mine, of his tongue dipping into my mouth to lure mine to dance, and of the line of his erection in his soft fleecy pajama pants.
“Mí Sexy…” Rio purred in my ear, then nibbled just below it. “Do you want to be good, Sexy? You like to be good for me?”
I nodded hard, opening my eyes. I couldn’t be certain of what he would ask, but I was certain that whatever it was I would do without complaint. I wanted to please him. I wanted praise and hair pulling and – god help me, I hated to admit it to myself – I wanted him to gather me up to his chest and hold me.
A part of me was disgusted with myself for that, but a much larger part – the part that soaked up happiness where it found it – said why the hell shouldn’t I indulge if it was on offer?
“Good,” Rio purred. “Mi buen chico. Sólo quieres ser bueno…” His lips continued down my neck and I turned my head to give him as much room as possible. “Keep your hands up,” he said once he reached the collar of my shirt and sat up to straddle my hips. He put his hands under the hem of my shirt and pushed it up as far as he could, running his hands over my belly and chest, stopping to play with my nipples when he reached them. I arched but kept my hands in place, one wrist gripped in my other fist.
Rio swept his hands up and down my body several times, dipping his thumbs into the waistband of my pants a little more with each pass. “Take these off?” he asked on the fourth one, and tugged them down enough to free my erection. He stroked it with a light hand, toyed with the head a little, and shimmied down farther on my thighs so he could bend down and mouth at it. My breath left me in a sharp gasp at the sensation of his soft, hot mouth and his dark eyes focused on my face. He lifted his head long enough to give me another cat-like smile before he replaced his mouth and began a slow bob-and-suck that set sizzles up my spine.
Rio’s mouth would get me everywhere, but not anytime soon and I loved it. He let his lashes flutter as he serviced me and I couldn’t look away lest I miss every nuance of delight he was letting show on his face. He looked like he was truly enjoying what he was doing and that made it a thousand times better. He sucked and bobbed and sometimes pushed down as far as he could and I could feel him swallowing around the head of my cock. I began to shake, desire to come and the need for him to do it more, just more, at odds with my determination to be good for him. “Rio, please? More, please, Sir, please…” I babbled, my hands still firmly above my head.
Rio’s hands went to my hips and pushed them into the bed and he fucked his mouth with my cock, moaning around it when he took it deeply enough to swallow around again. Each time he did that lust flooded through me and I bucked involuntarily, but I couldn’t move. His eyes were warm and pleased with me every time he opened them to look at me, and he kept at it until I was teetering on the edge and unable to fall over.
My chest heaved as Rio popped off and smiled at me, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Very good,” he said, voice raspy. “You were so good, keeping your hands up while I sucked you.”
I whined, flexing my hands on the pillow. “Thank you, Sir,” I managed in a moment. I swallowed, my eyes flitting over him hungrily. I wanted to lick every bit of him and then make him come so hard that he forgot everyone he’d ever been with before me.
Rio watched me eye him as a smile grew on his face. “You look like you want to eat me alive, Sexy… Is that what you’re thinking?”
I nodded slowly. “Yes,” I said, running my eyes along the lines of his chest and shoulders. His tight white tank top undershirt left little to the imagination and I loved how his muscles flexed as he moved.
If Rio looked pleased with himself before, he looked positively smug now. “So if I told you that I wanted you to do that, you would consider it a just reward?”
I nodded, swallowing again as my mouth began to water. I wanted to push him into the bed and kiss and bite him from his lips down to his cock, and then I wanted to choke myself on him. My eyes snapped up to his face and I licked my lips. “Yes, please, Sir.”
Rio stretched up and pulled his shirt over his head. “Then come and get me.”
***
Rio naked in my bed, his hands over his head, was quickly becoming one of my favorite sights. I had kissed him, shoving him off of me and devouring his mouth hungrily. I could taste myself in his mouth a little and I shivered in memory of his attention to detail. “I love you,” I said softly when I lifted my head to look at him.
He smiled up into my eyes. “Te quiero,” he replied, dragging his hands up my back. He pulled my shirt off over my head and together we got his pants off. He pulled me in to kiss me again, then laid his hands over his head. “Take your reward, Sexy.”
I didn’t need any further invitation. I kissed his lips and proceeded to map him with my mouth, listening to his curses and moans as I bit and kissed and sucked from his neck all the way down his body. I loved his muscles, his soft, smooth skin, and oddly enough, the healed marks from his nipple piercings. I toyed with each of them, first with my lips and then my teeth. “You must have been so fucking sexy with your piercings,” I said roughly. *
“I was,” Rio agreed, his voice turning to a moan midway through the word as I bit his left nipple with a sharp nip. “Fuck! God, I should do them again someday…”
I wasn’t as fussed about him redoing them, mostly because I knew that would take this game off the table for quite a while, but as I was very happy with where I was, I merely turned my head and bit the other side. The curse it pulled from him made me chuckle.
By the time I reached his prick he was praising me in Spanish, and when I stood his erection up and licked along one side one of his hands flew to my hair and pulled it firmly.
“Oh god…” I moaned needily, falling to blowing him with enthusiasm. He pulled my hair rhythmically, creating a feedback loop that I was all too happy to continue, and I didn’t stop until he pushed me down onto him and came down my throat.
After I laid my head on his belly and caught my breath, wiping my eyes with my fingertips. He stroked my hair affectionately and the image of Rafael holding the rope bunny floated through my mind. “All part of being a good Dom?” I asked quietly.
Rio breathed for a moment, then hummed an affirmative. “Yes. And you haven’t finished yet. Come here, Sexy, let me take care of you.”
I went up to snuggle into him and he kissed me while he fondled my cock with his hand. He kissed me while he brought me off and cuddled me, and after he pulled the blanket over us and held me until we fell asleep.