Chapter 4 #2
“I’m sorry. Don’t let them get the upper hand over you.
Tiernan’s cunning.” My hand closed into a fist with the urge to protect my pet.
But I was stuck here and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do.
“He’s been loyal up until now and I have no reason to believe he’s here for revolt, but keep a close eye on them. ”
“They wanted to stay here, but I told them they had to go to a hotel.”
I smirked. “That was a good decision.”
“I don’t like being surprised,” he muttered.
“I understand. Like I said, call Eddie and tell him they’re here.” I looked up at the ceiling, taking a deep breath. “I don’t want to fight with you, not while I’m in here.”
“Your cousin, Semen, was flirting with me.”
“Semen? Do you mean Senan?” I was caught between amusement and irritation. Of course Conall would come up with a ridiculous nickname for him. I wasn’t surprised about Senan, either. He was known for being a flirt, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to rip off his balls when I was released.
“Yeah, that’s what I said.”
I didn’t need to see him to hear the roll of his eyes in his tone. “And how did you respond?”
“The fuck do you think I did? I obviously told him to fuck off.”
I laughed loudly. “Oh, Pet. You are very special.”
“I know.” His pride slipped through with his words and a warmth spread through my chest. I loved this man. I truly did. It was a realization that didn’t suddenly hit me. I’d known for a while, felt it for even longer.
“I miss you.” I swallowed around a lump in my throat and stared across the office. Scratches were etched into the wall, almost like this had been a holding cell at one point and someone had tried to escape. “Where are you right now?”
“In our room. Why?” A playfulness returned to his voice, and I grinned. He knew where I was going with this.
“You know why. Get out the dildo of my cock, Pet. I want to hear you use it.” I leaned back in the chair and it creaked but didn’t break on me, so I yanked down my pants and underwear until the waistband sat under my balls. “Do this for me.”
A small whimper came through the line and he cleared his throat. “Yes, Boss.” There was rustling and the sound of our closet doors opening, then closing. He grunted, and the bed creaked.
“What are you doing, Pet? Tell me.” I spat into my palm and wrapped my hand around my cock, giving it a firm squeeze as I closed my eyes and let my imagination run free.
“Getting naked.” A breathy laugh fell from his lips. “I still don’t forgive you, by the way. I’m horny, though.”
“Of course.” Affection slipped through with my words and I smiled, warmth spreading across my chest. “I’ll make it up to you.”
“You better,” he grumbled, but a lightness had returned to him. “All right, I’m naked and on the bed.”
“How do those Egyptian cotton sheets feel on your skin?” I stroked my hand up my length and twisted my wrist when I got to the head. Pleasure snaked down my spine and settled at the base. “Tell me everything.”
“They’re soft,” he whispered a little breathlessly. “Cool. I shivered.”
“Yeah? Fuck, Pet. Tell me more.” I licked my dry lips and the image of him lying on our bed, bare with all his beautiful skin on display, played in my mind. I squeezed the head of my cock again.
“Do you want me to turn on the video?” he asked as the sound of a click echoed on his end. I’d heard the lube bottle enough times to recognize it.
“Would you be able to do both, Pet?” I desperately wanted to see him, watch as he fucked himself with the dildo.
“Yeah, I have a stand. Hang on.” There was more shuffling, and I pulled the phone back from my ear as the line went dead. Then, he called again, this time with video, and I answered. “How’s this?”
His handsome face filled the screen and he gave me a lopsided grin. His piercing blue eyes softened, and a sharp pain buried itself behind my ribs, making it hurt to breathe. I missed him. I needed to get home as soon as possible. This was hell.
“You’re beautiful.” I gave him a smile in return. “But that’s nothing new.”
“Compliments will get you everywhere, even forgiveness.” He stepped back, and I let out a harsh breath as his entire naked body came into sight on the phone’s screen.
The only thing he wore was his red collar, stark against his pale flesh.
My cock twitched and I squeezed it tight.
He opened his arms and spun, his hard cock slapping against his thigh as he did.
“What do you think, Boss? Do I meet your approval?”
I aimed the camera down to my cock. “Does this answer your question?”
A moan spilled from his lips. “Fuck yes.”
“Lang—”
“Language, I know. I know.” His grin widened as he jumped on the bed, bouncing on the mattress, before he lay on his back and shuffled down so I could get a good view of him.
He bent his knees and spread his legs, and I nearly swallowed my tongue at the sight.
He was delectable, and I had the inane urge to reach through the screen and touch him and kiss every inch of him.
He picked up the lube beside his hip and rocked the bottle. “Want to see me prep myself?”
I stroked my hand up my shaft and down again, lust sharply shooting through me. “Yes. Show me.”
He stuck his tongue out between his lips, a puckish expression settling onto his handsome face.
He squeezed some lube onto his fingers and set it aside before spreading his legs wider.
From this vantage point, his arsehole peeked out between his cheeks.
My cock throbbed with need. I scraped my nail over the slit and shivered.
With one hand, he held open his cheeks while he pushed two fingers from the other into his hole.
His entrance stretched around the width of his digits, and he threw his head back, groaning.
I couldn’t see his face, but I didn’t need to because his blissful expression was seared into my brain.
Conall never took much to prep, especially with how often we had sex, but it had been a couple of weeks since I’d gone to jail.
He took his time, dipping his fingers in deeper and making exaggerated sounds that made my cock ache.
It didn’t matter how tightly I squeezed my length, I edged closer to my orgasm.
To see him on our bed, in our room, was an irritating reminder of my situation—in a disgusting office with the stench of piss and shit, far away from my pet.
He whined deep in the back of his throat and his toes curled. “Fuck.”
I wasn’t in the right mind to lecture him again. Everything inside me was on fire. A warmth spread through me so hot I was going to combust. Need swelled in my chest and I wanted to equally fuck Conall and kill someone for putting me in here. Reyes would do.
“Boss.” Conall clapped his hands. I hadn’t realized he’d finished prepping himself. He pointed at the screen with two fingers—the same ones he’d had stuffed in his hole—and then gestured to his eyes and back again. “Look at me. I’m the most important thing in your world right now. Pay attention.”
I chuckled and inclined my head, positioning the phone so he could see my face better.
“Sorry, Pet. Continue. I want to come to the sounds of you fucking yourself.” I spat in my hand again and wrapped my fingers around the base of my cock, giving my shaft a good squeeze. “Show me how much you miss me.”
He raised his foot and wriggled his toes at me, then grinned insolently.
When I returned home, I was going to bend him over my knee and spank his cute arse, and I’d enjoy every second.
The thought sent a tremble down my spine.
He grabbed the dildo—the same one we’d created from my cock—and lubed it up.
I pushed down the urge to groan when he lined up the head to his hole.
The dildo gleamed with lube and a flush spread across Conall’s chest and up his neck.
He chewed on his bottom lip. While I couldn’t see his eyes from here, I imagined the pupils were blown in the way they usually were when he was about to be fucked.
He pushed the dildo in and his mouth parted in a silent gasp. His eyelids slid shut.
Desire slammed into me and my cock jerked violently. I tightened my grip around the base and cursed under my breath so Conall couldn’t hear me. I watched the screen, entranced by the way his knees trembled as he pushed the toy in farther until it was balls deep inside him.
“Fuck, Boss!” He shuddered and his toes curled into the sheets. “Fuck, so good.”
I took the chance jerking off, hoping I didn’t come too early.
Seeing him was much better than listening.
He was all sleek and long lines, his belly soft enough to lay my head on but with slim muscles to make him strong.
His arse was rounded and his cock long and curved.
The deep red collar was the finishing touch, completing his perfection.
He was the most beautiful person I’d ever seen in my entire life. No one had anything on him.
“Use me, Pet. Get off on my cock.”
Bang! I jumped and glanced toward the door, but whatever happened was over before it had begun because I heard Taffart say “clear” loud enough for me to hear.
Conall’s arsehole clenched around the dildo and he slowly began to draw the silicone length out of his body before pushing it back in again.
I watched, entranced and obsessed with him and the way he used the toy on himself.
The whimpers that left him went straight to my balls, filling them until I thought I’d explode.
“This is so good,” he moaned out loudly. He used excess lube to wrap his palm around his cock and jerk off. His back curved and he mumbled words I couldn’t hear.
He was too far away to touch, to hold, and to kiss.
He was too far away from me.
“Please, Sloan. So good. Let me come.” His legs shook harder. “Fuck, I want to come so bad. It’s been too long.”
“Come,” I growled out, pumping my fist faster as I veered toward my orgasm. “Show me how much you need my cock, Pet.”
He trembled and cursed louder before he stiffened and cum shot from his slit, splattering across his stomach and chest. The glorious sight sent me over the edge, my balls pulling tight to my body as I came, cum spraying across my fist and over my shirt.
Damn it. I’d need Taffart to get me a new one.
I collapsed on the chair, my limbs weak and satisfied. Conall trembled through his post orgasm, and the little shivers made me smile. I was going to get out of here, and fast.
“Pet,” I cooed, like calling out to a scared deer. Whenever he came, he was always a little dazed. It took a few moments to get through to him.
“Hmm?” He turned his head toward the camera and gave me a stupid smile. “Hi.”
I laughed, that familiar warmth returning to my chest. “Hi.” I wiped my hand on my pants and tucked my cock away. “Listen, I want you to visit me this week.”
He blinked, processing the words. “But you said—”
“I know what I said, but I need to see you. I’ll have the warden contact you.”
“Warden?” He sat up and gently pulled the dildo out of his arse before he threw the toy on the bed. Then, he ate the distance with his long legs to get to the phone. “Do you have him on the payroll?”
I made a face I’d only show him. “I wouldn’t say that. He’s a pain in the arse. He expects a lot, but he gives me rewards when I ask for them.”
He frowned deeply. “You better not be sucking his cock, Sloan. Because if you are, I’ll cut off your family jewels, no matter how much I enjoy them.”
I slapped my chest and laughed. “Oh, Pet. No. Your cock and arse are the only ones I’m interested in. No, I mean that we have an arrangement. He deals in here, and while I’m behind bars, we give him the product to get what I want. I’ll need you and Fionn to arrange that with him.”
“Oh.” His shoulders sagged in relief. “Good. Okay. So, he’ll call me?”
I raised a finger to stroke his face on the screen. “Yes. Then, we’ll have a private conjugal visit.”
“Should I come prepared?” He raised his eyebrows, the grin on his face wide and mischievous.
“Absolutely,” I said, without missing a beat. “A butt plug will suffice. So I can pull it out, shove my cock deep in your tight little hole, leave my cum inside. Then, when I’m done with you, I’ll plug you up again so you can still feel it when you get home.”
He shivered. “Yes, sir.”
My fingers twitched as I once again stroked the screen. Yes, I needed to hurry this jail visit along. I’d talk to my lawyer very soon. He could blackmail who he had to for as much money as they wanted. My pet needed me. “You better give Fionn his phone back.”
Conall winced. “Fuck, he’s going to kill me.”
I laughed again. “Good luck, Pet. We’ll talk again soon.”
He winked before he ended the call.
Emotions swelled in my throat and I swallowed around them. “Taffart,” I called.
Taffart stuck his head in the door. “Sir?”
“I’ll need another uniform.” I gestured down to the mess I’d made.
He nodded sharply. “Yes, sir.”