Chapter 10
Rohan
The pleased sounds coming from what used to be my office sounded like Knox was enjoying himself and getting a pretty decent blow job at the very least. I knew he was alone, though, so it could only mean he’d settled into writing a kick-ass sex scene.
It’d taken him a while to get settled into the space because something about it being almost empty seemed to give him the creeps.
It was kind of cute, actually. Eventually he’d started mumbling to himself about fuckers and murdering people, but that’d only lasted about forty-five minutes before there’d been a long pause and the needy sounds started.
If he wasn’t careful, I was just going to barge in and bend him over the desk. But I was trying to remember that it was his job and distracting him would be a bad thing.
Once he distracted himself, though, all bets were off.
He had the attention span of a squirrel, so I knew once his brain jumped to a new topic, my dick would be the first thing he’d come looking for...and attention would be a close second.
Not that I minded.
I thought it was funny and very Knox.
He was fascinatingly unique and was quickly worming his way into my life without realizing what he was doing. Hell, he’d even started designing his new office in my house. Everything he did said he’d decided to stay, but I had a feeling he hadn’t realized what he was doing.
“Yes, you liked that...but what...you needed...” Knox’s voice trailed off as he sighed and I pictured him finally looking up from his computer. “What do you need? Why am I hungry? This room really needs more pictures. Blank walls are so distracting.”
I wasn’t sure how blank walls could be distracting, but I managed not to laugh as Knox came wandering out into the living room and sat on my lap without giving it a second thought.
As he made himself comfortable, he gave another dramatic sigh.
“I’m horny and I need dessert and I forgot what I was going to have them do next in the love scene. ”
Before I could decide what I was supposed to help with first, he started petting my shirt and kept rambling. “There was a plan, but I don’t remember if they’re supposed to go from the blow job to having penetrative sex or if they were going to get sidetracked doing something kinky.”
He didn’t remember because he was exhausted.
My naughty author had had a very long day even though I’d been the one to do all the cleaning.
Worrying about gremlins was hard work.
“I think that means you’re supposed to relax and come back to it in the morning when you have a clearer head.” I knew he’d gotten more written in the past hour or so than he’d realized and the day was finally catching up with him. “Besides, you know both of those could be fun.”
He took in a deep breath and I knew more whining would quickly follow, so I cut him off first. “How about I make you dessert and then we’ll work on figuring out what your characters wanted to do?
If you’re polite, I’ll let you give me a blow job and then you can decide if you want something kinky or to be fucked until you can’t see straight. ”
It was the funniest conversation I’d ever had with someone I didn’t even seem to be dating, but Knox was special, so nothing should’ve surprised me.
“You’re very sweet and you take such good care of me.” He sighed, rubbing his cheek against my shoulder. “Yes, please. That sounds like a very good plan.”
Adorably insane...that was the only way to describe him.
Letting my voice go deeper, I shifted my hold so I could stroke his back. “Such a good boy.”
His low, needy moan was almost as sexy as the way he clenched his legs together and shivered. “You make me so hard.”
I wasn’t sure how to respond to that...a thank you seemed ridiculous, so I decided to take a more hands-on approach.
Running one hand up his thigh, I gave it a faint squeeze. “Show me. Let me see how much you want my cock.”
That got another shiver out of my naughty boy and he hid his face against my neck. “I shouldn’t.”
Oh, was that the game we were going to play?
He sounded shy and reserved but he slowly relaxed his legs, letting them slide down the couch so he was gradually open to me. “I don’t want you to think...I shouldn’t...”
Doing my best not to smile, I kept the deeper tone as I inched my hand higher. “You should. It might be your first time but we both know how much you want it.”
An excited jolt fired through him and he sucked in a breath before sighing. “I don’t know what to do. It’s all so new.”
He was such a cute little slut.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll help you.” The promise got a soft whimper from the naughty boy, and I could feel him sinking deeper into the fantasy as my hand slipped high enough to caress over the head of his erection. “I’ll take good care of you.”
He sucked in another breath and shivered, pressing his face tight against my neck. “I should be good and push you away but you saved me.”
With his gremlin situation—that was true enough to make me want to nod and agree with him, but I knew that wasn’t what was behind his words now. If I had to guess, I’d say that we were living out a scene from either his current book or one he’d been thinking about writing.
Under other circumstances I might’ve worried about taking advantage of him, but he’d been climbing all over me long before I’d dragged him to my house.
No, if he was grateful enough about anything I’d done to push it into sexy gratitude territory, it’d have been finding the bottom of his kitchen.
..or possibly doing the laundry. He’d lit up seeing all those clean clothes.
..well, he’d gotten excited until he realized we needed to fold them and put them away.
“I could’ve left you but I didn’t.” I wasn’t sure what the scene should look like, so I was glad when he nodded and made it clear I’d guessed right.
“You...you rescued me and I knew...I knew what you wanted.” His slightly shaky voice was perfect for the scene, but it was his obvious erection that made it clear he was still very excited to continue the game.
“Let me hear you say it.” Rubbing my thumb along his erection, I made a hum of encouragement that sounded like we could’ve been talking about anything from the weather to dessert. “I know you’re innocent but you know what I want.”
He tried to sound embarrassed as he squirmed, but I could feel the desire building in him as he whined. “You were...you made it clear what I had to do.”
Dragging out his answer, he nuzzled against my neck and made another low, needy sound as I focused on teasing the head of his cock. “You...you wanted me. I promised to be yours. You...you said you were going to start with my mouth.”
Having a jumping-off point and a general sense of similar scenes he’d written gave me an idea of where to take things.
But I referred back to his original list of complaints to make sure I hit the highlights.
Dessert. BJ. Orgasm. And helping with the scene and a bit of attention thrown in for good measure.
“Good boy.” Giving his cock a squeeze, I smiled when his hips thrust up and he whined. “You’re going to keep being a good boy for me, though, aren’t you? Sweet and submissive?”
His whimper could’ve been nerves but I knew it was pure need. “Yes, Sir...I know...I just want to thank you.”
I was going to save the day a lot more if this was what it got me.
“Just remember that.” I gave him one last squeeze before easing my hand lower on his thigh. “Stand up.”
The order was firmly delivered without being too rough, but it still got a shiver from him and he rocked his hips, silently begging for more. “Yes...Yes, Sir.”
But having his agreement didn’t mean his legs were working.
It took another deep breath and a whine before he rose, slightly wobbly and still very hard. But obedience should be rewarded, so as I stood, I pulled him close and ran my hands down to cup his ass. “Good boy. Now, we’re going to start with just one of the ways I’m going to use this pretty mouth.”
Brushing my lips against his, I kept it soft to start, the kind of first kiss an innocent would expect, but it wasn’t long before I was nibbling on his lips and my tongue was demanding entrance to his mouth.
He responded shyly, slowly opening for me and sucking in a surprised breath as my tongue finally stroked his.
His reward for submitting so sweetly and for being such a good actor was a squeeze to his ass, and I rocked him against me, using his body to make myself even harder. By the time I pulled away, giving him one last peck, we were both more than ready to jump right into the rest of the scene.
“Oh.” Knox’s brain was slow on the uptake, so I gave him another kiss and played along with a scene I remembered from one of his earlier erotic novels.
“See? Giving yourself to me doesn’t have to be frightening.” Keeping him pressed close, I rubbed my hands over his ass, making my claim on his body clear. “If you’re my good boy, I promise you that you’ll like being mine.”
His legs went rubbery and the needy look on his face said he was one good spank or grind away from an orgasm. “I’ll be good. I promise.”
Knox’s answer wasn’t a surprise.
“Remember your promise.” Giving him one firm spank to set the mood, I nodded. “I don’t want to have to punish you before I claim that pretty mouth and take your virginity.”
The way his body jolted and pushed his cock into me said he was never going to be able to hold back his orgasm until I fucked him. However, that would just give me a good excuse to punish him first, so I wasn’t going to worry about it.
“Yes, Sir.” That seemed to be all the dirty sub could get out, but I knew his imagination had to be going a thousand miles an hour.
Resisting the urge to chuckle, I nodded slowly as I trailed my hands up his body. “Yes, you’re going to be my good boy.”
The or else was unsaid but it was obvious enough to get another begging sound from Knox. He tried taking a deep breath to clear his head—I could see him pushing back whatever he was feeling—but I wasn’t going to let him.
Knox needed to completely divorce himself from reality and I was going to fix it so there was nothing he needed to think about. To push him back into the fuzzy headspace where he’d been living out his fantasy, I swept my hands up his chest, taking his shirt with me. “Hands up.”
The quick order was given a second too late on purpose, and keeping him slightly off balance had him making another desire-filled sound. “I...Sir...”
Blinking as I laid his shirt on the couch, he just looked down at my hands, almost confused, as I went to work on his pants. Somewhere along the way he’d already lost his shoes and socks, so it didn’t take long to get him naked.
His brain was struggling to keep up but his dick loved the plan and was doing its best to stretch itself out and get my attention.
“That’s much better.” When he was free of his clothes and looked steady enough, I ran my hands up his chest and teased his nipples to make them harder before moving down his sides. “Yes, now I get to see all of my boy.”
As Knox’s dick bobbed, still looking for someone to pet it, I splayed my fingers and teased around the base as I continued to explore the virgin who now belonged to me. The whole thing was definitely hitting my favorite author’s kink buttons, so I played along with the fantasy.
“I know part of you might feel that it’s humiliating to be displayed for me like this.
” Slowly caressing his chest and inching my way lower again, I did my best to keep channeling the character he’d designed for me.
“But just remember, you belong to me now, and I’m thoroughly going to enjoy my beautiful new possession. ”
Oh, Knox liked that. The mix of teasing and praise had him looking at me like I was the sweetest Master he’d ever seen. “I...I’ll do my best, Master.”
Running my fingers around the base of his cock again, I couldn’t help smiling as he whimpered. “The best rewards come to the boys who submit sweetly to their Masters.”
He nodded but there was a distracted look on his face that said he was mentally somewhere else. That wouldn’t work, so I thumped the head of his cock, and as his eyes rolled back in his head and his chest arched out, I kept my voice firm. “What happens to boys who disobey?”
It took a second for the fiery pleasure to fade enough for him to be able to respond, but we were in no hurry.
“I...they...” Knox blinked as the dirty world he’d designed came back into view. “I...Boys who disobey get...they get punished, Master.”
I had a feeling there was a great debate going on in his head about whether he wanted to be good or not, but before he could settle on one side or the other, I stepped back and rested my hand on his neck. “Come. We need to make sure you have the energy for everything I’m planning.”
And I wanted to play with my naked boy...so we were going to have dessert.