Chapter Twenty-Two
Harshal
What the hell even is that? Earn my orgasm?
Who has even heard of that!? I look at Wraiths face to see if he smiles, letting me know what he said was a joke but he looks dead serious.
Any normal person would cower away but instead I feel a feeling of giddy flow through my veins at all the possibilities of what ‘earn my orgasm’ could mean.
We finish eating and he makes me sit in his lap, completely naked, for the next thirty minutes while he finishes his homework.
Something I’m going to have to do soon as well.
His big hand caresses my stomach and he mindlessly rubs his thumb up and down the smooth skin as he focuses on his work.
The wind blows every now and then and the breeze against my wet skin is a tad bit cold but feels good.
It feels better than the feel of his jeans my bare ass is sitting on.
I squirm in his lap, trying to get comfortable and stop the jeans from making my skin feel itchy. His manhood hardens beneath my cheeks. I lean back to look at him while biting my lip but gasp when his hand travels to my nipple and he twists eliciting an erotic feeling through me.
“Be my good boy and behave.” He grumbles.
“Yes sir.” I tempt him with a bit of sarcasm.
His body freezes beneath mine and he looks at me.
“Can I go back to my swimming now?” I ask.
He rubs my belly before lifting me like I’m a toddler and depositing me in the water.
I fall deep in the water before I catch myself and swim back to the surface.
My dick jumps when I come up and see that Wraith is now shirtless, all of his delicious muscles and tattoos on display.
The sun shines on his ink and they look beautiful on him or rather he looks beautiful in the sun.
The wind blows his hair a little and my fingers itch to comb through his jet-black strands.
“If you’re going to stare you might as well help me finish getting undressed.” He says without looking up from his homework.
The sound of his voice startles me a little but I swim over to him and he brings his legs to me.
“Take my shoes off.” He says.
“Uh, you’re supposed to ask nicely.” I state, standing my ground.
He finally looks at me with a sexy smirk on his face.
“Just like you’re going to ask me nicely to let you cum like the good boy I know you are?” he asks.
My body instantly becomes warm despite it being submerged in cool water. My dick hardens at the thought of me begging him to let me cum. At the thought of being this man’s good boy.
“What if I don’t want to be your good boy?” I ask. “What if I want you to be my good boy?”
“I’m not ashamed to get on my knees and beg to worship that smooth, sexy body of yours.” He growls. “I’d get on my knees for you anytime baby, including in front of the big man upstairs, don’t test me.”
Wow. I didn’t expect that response. I expected him to grab my throat and threaten me with a deliciously dark good time. My dick is currently harder than a rock right now and I’m not ashamed about it.
“I should be asking would you past the test if I decide to test you.” I state.
He takes a deep breath and puts up his homework. He then shifts so he’s on his knees in front of me, his head hangs between his shoulders, with his hands in his lap.
“What would you like me to do?” he asks.
“What?” I ask.
“You want me to be your good boy so what would you like your good boy to do?”
I swallow past the lump in my throat.
“Come skinny dip with me.” I say.
He stands and takes his shoes off one at a time. He goes for his belt but I quickly get out of the water.
“I want to do that.” I say, stepping in front of him.
He drops his hands as I reach for his belt. To tease him I use my other hand to cup his manhood in a firm grip. He groans low in his chest and I smile, squeezing it.
“Fuck, stop teasing me and strip me.” He says.
“But I thought you were a good boy, my good boy.” I counter.
He grabs my throat and brings me closer to him, so much closer our nose brush against one another’s. His piercing honey-brown eyes stare into my soul.
“I am your good boy, just not a soft one, but,”
He spins me around and bends me over.
Smack!
I jump when his open palm makes hard contact with my ass. It stings but it’s one of those good, mouth-watering stings. I want him to do it again.
“You’re my good boy right now.” He continues.
Smack!
Fuck yes! I moan as the sting travels through my ass. He grabs my hair and uses it to pull me up. He then places a hand on my hip and turns me back around to face him.
“Get on your knees and take my fucking pants off right fucking now!” he demands, guiding me to my knees.
Once I’m on my knees I look up at him before my eyes advert to his crotch that sits a few inches from my face. My hands go to reach for his belt but he smacks them away.
“Use your fucking teeth like the good boy you are.” He demands.
Dropping my hands I lean into him my teeth latching onto his belt.
Using them I unbuckle his belt before sliding it out the beltloops of his pants.
Opening my mouth I let the leather drop from my teeth.
He takes that opportunity to place two fingers in my mouth.
He fucks my mouth with them, applying a good amount of pressure to my tongue.
The salty taste of his flesh pops like fireworks on my tastebuds and I close my mouth around his fingers, starting to lick and suck his digits.
He hums his approval and it fills me with glee but then he pulls his fingers out with only a string of my saliva connecting his fingers and my mouth.
I look at his spit covered fingers and my dick jumps.
“Look at how hard you are, Grey Eyes.” He says. “You look fucking beautiful on your knees for me, desperate for me.”
I snort. “If anything you’re the one desperate for me, remember you wanting me to beg you for my orgasm? That was all you.”
“Watch that pretty mouth of yours.” He says with a sinister smile on his face.
“Or what?” I challenge.
“You’ll get yourself in some trouble.” He responds.
Trouble? For some reason the idea of getting in trouble with him sounds enticing, inviting when it should be anything but.
“Now use that pretty mouth of yours and pull my jeans off.” He instructs.
He then brings his wet fingers to his mouth and sucks on them.
The sight of him sucking me off his fingers is so erotic it’s a little embarrassing how much it turns me on.
I watch him fuck his own mouth with his fingers as I unbutton his jeans with my mouth and pull his fly down.
Hooking my teeth on his jeans I pull them down.
His hard dick strains against his boxers and my hand itches to touch his gorgeous dick.
My mouth waters at the sight of the imprint of the giant thing in his underwear.
Wraith places his thumb from his free hand in my mouth while he still sucks his fingers on the other.
But seconds later his pulls his fingers out of his mouth while I begin to suck on his thumb as if it were his penis.
I hum around it, my eyes glued to his dick, my head imagining him doing dirty things to my mouth.
“My eyes are up here, Beautiful.” He says.
My eyes advert to his and I can see the lust in them, fuck it’s hot. I never knew having a man lusting after you, wanting you, wanting to do dirty, bad things to you could be such a fucking turn on.
“Hi my good boy.” He smiles.
He steps out of his jeans and socks before pulling away from me and pulling his underwear off in a swift move. His thick, long dick sways in the air, pointing up to the heavens. The damn thing touches his damn bellybutton!
“Eyes up here.” He says.
I force my lustful gaze to his.
“You want me to skinny dip with you?” he asks, crouching down so his face is leveled with mine.
His dick swings between his legs and I can’t stop myself from looking at it, my mouth salivating. I want him to fuck my mouth it with, use my mouth as his personal cock sleeve.
“I asked you a question Grey Eyes.” He says.
“Yes, please, please come skinny dipping with me.” I respond, desperation clear in my tone.
He reaches behind me and smacks my ass. I jump slightly but revel in the sting like I’m being wrapped in a warm blanket on a terribly cold night.
“Get in the water.” He says. “I want to watch you dive in it, watch your ass submerge in the water.”
I stand to my full height, which is about half a foot shorter than his six-foot five height.
I’m only five-foot nine but right now it seems as though I’m only four feet tall.
Swallowing past the lump in my throat as I walk to the water.
Taking a deep breath I prepare myself to dive.
As I do so I feel Wraiths eyes burn a hole in my ass.
Once I’m ready I dive in the water, my hands dividing the water gracefully.
When I resurface I hear Wraith growling his approval.
His hand is at the base of his penis but he doesn’t stroke it.
“Nice dive.” He says.
He then walks up to the water and dives in with me. I use his pants to cover the shiny gun he had strapped to his leg before watching his naked body submerge in the water. When he resurfaces his face is only centimeters away from my own face. He squirts water into my face, making me chuckle.
“Nice dive.” I throw back at him, smiling.
He smirks.
“Was it good enough for you?” he asks.
“What?” I ask.
“As I watched you dive in here I was thinking to myself. Asking myself what would you look like bossing me around, dominating me so I’ve decided to hand the reigns back into your hands to make me your perfect good boy.” Wraith responds.