Chapter 4 #2
He made me want to laugh but it got strangled as he kissed right above my dick. “You were sexy and had everyone so hard when they saw your surprise.”
They’d been expecting a naked bottom, and Conner had said they’d like the surprise.
He was always right…it was kind of scary.
Master was always amazing, though, and he sucked all the thoughts out of my head as he spread my legs and ignored my cock. He went right to my center and kissed the newly cleaned skin, chuckling when I whined. “So sensitive, and I’m thinking about pretending that you’re not already stretched.”
Oh, I’d hoped he wouldn’t notice that part.
Hmm.
“I was making it easier for you, Master.” Yes, I’d been helpful. “Your pleasure is very important to me.”
“I might believe that if I hadn’t woken up to such a naughty brat.” Nibbling lower, he chuckled as I whined. “I’m not sure I should believe such a cheeky boy.”
I was going to have to think about that when more of my brain worked.
“Turn over.” Master didn’t give me time to process it. He tapped my inner thigh and sat up, looking every inch the Master who knew he wouldn’t be questioned.
The time to practice bratting had definitely passed.
“Yes, Sir.” Kisses and spanks and fucks. “I’m your good boy.”
I’d have preferred it if he hadn’t scoffed, but beggars couldn’t be choosers when it came to Masters who’d been woken up just a bit too early. “We’ll see about that.”
That wasn’t too bad, so I pressed my face into the pillows and pushed my bottom up to make it look tempting.
Smack.
Yep, tempting.
Moaning as he spanked the other cheek, I couldn’t help the way my legs spread wider or the sounds that kept escaping. It was hot and wonderful and was sending the best mix of signals through me, and the most incredible part was that there wasn’t the emotional overload from the party.
It was just my perfect spanking.
“That’s right.” Pausing, Master stroked over my sensitive cheeks, making a soft, pleased sound. “You’re submitting to your Master and looking so sexy. Pretty cheeks. A needy hole. Sweet sounds.”
Part of me was embarrassed and part of me was happy for doing such a good job.
Both sides were pushing at each other but then Master spanked me again and desire won the race. All I could feel was the pain and pleasure and all the wonderful things a spanking gave me. When I was buzzing with need and so happy I could’ve been flying, Master slid two fingers into me.
“Yes, that’s my sexy boy. Stretched and ready to be used.” Master chuckled as I whined and wiggled, wanting more but still fighting the ache that made me want to squirm and beg for less or maybe more. “I’m going to fill you up and help you remember who you belong to.”
“You, Master.” It wasn’t really a question, but as his fingers slipped out of me, I moaned the answer anyway. “You. I need you. Please.”
Oh, there he was.
There was just enough of a burn that it fanned the flames in me even higher and made me feel so helpless it was like I was tied down. He made it even better when the head of his cock was finally inside me and he blanketed himself over my back, pinning me to the bed. “That’s right. Such a good boy.”
I heard myself whine but it felt far away. I knew Master was close. I knew his body was in me. Everything else was foggy and off in the distance as he started to rock deeper inside me.
“That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it? Feeling me deep inside you?” Master made another pleased hum when I managed to nod and moan again.
“You…and…claiming…” He proved I belonged to him over and over in a thousand little ways, but there was never a doubt about it when he made love to me.
Master kissed my neck, making a soft moan as he fucked me harder. “That’s right. I’m claiming my boy and making sure he knows where he belongs and who he belongs to.”
Giving me one more peck as he pushed up, Master braced his hand on my back, giving me another layer of that wonderful trapped feeling, and started pounding me deeper. He knew what he wanted and what I needed, and he was racing us toward our climax.
“Should I let you play with your cock? You were so naughty this morning.” The implied threat that I might have to come hands free had a shiver racing through me that made him laugh as I clenched around him.
He chuckled and spanked one cheek as he fucked me faster.
“You’ll whine and whimper, but I felt that. You love being used and punished.”
But I didn’t want to wait that long.
I wanted fast and needy and to feel it the rest of the morning.
So I whined helplessly and clenched around him again, trying to sound sweet and submissive. “I was…I was so excited. Needed you. So…”
Shoot.
I should’ve planned out what to say better.
I wasn’t good on the fly.
Master’s low laughter was wicked and nearly evil, and it was so sexy that sparks showered through me. “Naughty boy.”
But I was his naughty boy…and he knew it too because he stretched over me again and as he pounded me even harder, he reached under me.
All it took was one rough tug to have my eyes rolling around like dice flying across the table. It was like he ripped my orgasm out of me, and as I came, he followed me over. I could feel his cock pulsing in time with mine as he kept the pleasure going until we were both soft and exhausted.
Kissing my neck again, he wrapped himself around me in a tight hug. “Love you, baby. You were a sexy as fuck elf, but you’re the best sub ever.”
“I love you too.” Every time I thought he couldn’t get sweeter, somehow he just got more perfect.
Best Master ever…and I needed to remember that more.