27. Roman #2
Ignacio looks at me and I give him a reassuring nod. I try to smile, but I'm unsure if I manage it, as all the blood in my body rushes to my dick.
“Eyes on me, Princess. This is our show. Roman is just along for the ride. Aren’t you, Little Boss?”
I swallow and nod, before managing to say, “Yes. I…please, take care of him.”
Jayden’s smile is feral, and he laughs lowly. “Oh, don’t worry, I will.”
I slide backwards on the bed, giving them space. Daisy lets out a displeased noise and I turn my head to watch as she huffs at being disturbed, again, and jumps off the bed.
“On your knees, Princess.”
Jayden’s voice captures my attention again, and I turn back to see Ignacio slip off the bed, folding to his knees.
My breath hitches as I watch him. Despite what he says, he’s the beautiful one.
All sinew and muscles that are being redefined with exercise and the healthy diet Jayden carefully watches over.
Jayden stands in front of him and lightly nudges his knees wider with his foot. Ignacio readjusts his stance, getting into the position Jayden wants. Raising his chin when Jayden places two fingers under it, he lifts his face to the man who is about to take him apart.
“Perfect. Hands behind your back.”
Ignacio complies instantly, one hand encircling the opposite wrist as he sits up a little straighter, sticking his chest out for Jayden.
“I’m going to have loads of fun with you, Princess. Pinch your pretty nipples with some clamps… Maybe I’ll get some clothespins and decorate your skin with them. Would you like that? Visible marks left behind of my desire.”
Ignacio’s chest rises and falls. “Sir…”
“Yes? Use your words, Princess. Otherwise, how will I know what you want?”
“I…I want whatever you want, Sir… Please…”
“Mmm, that’s what I love to hear. For that, I think it’s time we stop dancing around, don’t you? Pull my cock out.”
Ignacio’s hands tremble as he reaches for Jayden, undoing his belt and slowly pulling the zipper down. Jayden doesn’t rush him, letting Ignacio explore as he pulls Jayden’s pants down his legs, then his underwear.
I hold my breath as Jayden’s thick, hard cock is exposed.
It’s…well, fucking beautiful is the only way to describe it.
Long and thick, with a prominent vein running up the side.
Pre-cum beads at the head and, as if hypnotized, Ignacio leans forward, until Jayden fists his hair in his hand and tugs tightly.
“No touching without permission, Princess. That’s one mark against you. Get to three and I won’t let you come.”
Ignacio whimpers. “I’m sorry, Sir. It’s just…I’ve wanted it for so long.”
“I know, I know. And I’ll give you what you need, but on my terms, yes?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Sitting on the bed, I open my legs and raise my skirt. My dick is begging to be released from my tight briefs, but I don’t give in—yet.
“Put your hands back.” Ignacio resumes his position, and Jayden smooths his hair down. “Good Boy.” He studies Ignacio for a moment before saying, “Don’t cut your hair, I like it this length. It gives me something to grab on to.”
“Okay, Sir.”
Jayden grins. “Good. Now, take what you’ve earned, Princess. Suck my cock.”
Ignacio doesn’t need to be told twice. He opens his mouth and leans forward, letting Jayden feed him his cock.
Both Ignacio and I moan, and I finally put my hand over the bulge in my underwear, unable to ignore the way desire flows through me. It’s my own personal fucking porn show, as Jayden grabs Ignacio’s hair again and shoves his cock in slowly.
It’s hot as fuck to watch Ignacio take Jayden’s dick into his mouth. Jayden doesn’t let up until he’s fully encased in my lover’s mouth and throat. Ignacio sputters around the cock in his throat before he relaxes, his muscles visibly working as he swallows.
Slipping my hand into my underwear, I rub the pre-cum around the head of my cock. I'm too enchanted by what’s happening to really worry about getting myself off, but I need the pressure and relief my hand offers as I wrap my fingers around myself inside my restrictive briefs.
“Good, Princess. Just like that. You hold my cock in your mouth so fucking good.” Praise falls from Jayden’s mouth as he holds himself in Ignacio’s throat, before he slowly pulls out.
He allows Ignacio to breathe, before readjusting his fist in Ignacio’s hair and surging back inside, forcing his dick deep into Ignacio’s mouth. The sound of my love choking on cock has me whimpering as my own dick aches with need.
Shoving my underwear down my thighs, I fist myself, squeezing hard so I don’t come as Jayden fucks Ignacio’s face.
Tears fall down Ignacio’s cheeks, and he’s never looked fucking hotter than with a cock in his mouth. His complete and utter submission to the man taking him apart ratchets up my own desire.
“I’ve decided I am definitely doing clothespins,” Jayden says on a groan as he pushes himself deep into Ingacio’s mouth. “I’ll flog them off you, if you’re a good Princess… Maybe use a zipper, if you’re very, very lucky.”
Ignacio moans, the sound emanating from his throat as Jayden holds himself still. I watch with close attention as tears fall from Ignacio’s eyes, and his cheeks flush, chest heaving as he steadily runs out of air, but still, Jayden holds himself in Ignacio’s throat.
With his free hand, he touches Ignacio’s face.
“Such a beautiful Princess. I knew you would be. Having you on my cock is better than my fantasies… We’re going to have so much fun together.
” He pulls out and holds Ignacio upright as my love gasps for breath.
The two men stare at each other, and witnessing the heated, charged moment feels almost intrusive. “Do you want to come, Princess?”
“Please, Sir…”
“You’ve been so good for me. I think you deserve a treat. Over the bed, pants down, ass out.”
Ignacio lets out a shaky breath, but climbs to his feet with Jayden’s help. Jayden makes sure he’s steady before releasing him. Ignacio bends over right in front of me, our eyes meeting as he plants his arms on the bed, holding himself up as he arches his back and sticks his ass out for Jayden.
“Beautiful,” Jayden says, pulling his belt out of his pants before he shucks off his clothes.
I bite my lip as I look over the physical therapist. I’ve never considered what he was hiding beneath his clothes, but…
fuck…I can see the appeal. Lean muscles covered by pale, freckled skin, his chest and throat flushed by his desire and excitement, his hard cock standing out proudly in front of him.
“Flat on the bed, Princess. Unless you think you can hold yourself up?”
Ignacio doesn’t take his eyes off me as he lets out a heavy breath. “I can stay up, Sir.” There’s determination and a challenge in my love’s gaze.
Jayden chuckles. “Very well. Just know, if you fall…you’ll suffer the consequences…”
Without any preamble, he folds his belt in half, gives a roll of his wrist, then gets into position.
I don’t look away, even when I hear the crack of the belt hitting flesh. Ignacio gasps, then moans when the second strike comes. Over and over, Jayden whips him, and Ignacio’s face turns a pretty shade of pink as his arms begin to shake, and a litany of curses fall from his lips with each strike.
“You should see his ass, Roman,” Jayden says lightly, before there’s another crack. “He looks so fucking beautiful with his muscular ass all red and blossoming for me. Are you close, Princess?”
“I… Fuck, Sir!” he shouts, as Jayden strikes him again. “Fuck… I need to come, please…”
“Mmm, do you think you can come like this?”
“Please…” Ignacio drops his head. Jayden strikes him again. “It’s been…t—too long.”
“Poor Princess,” Jayden says, though the shit-eating grin on his face displays no sympathy. “Take a little more for me.”
Ignacio heaves a big breath, and his body begins to relax with every strike instead of tensing, even though it has to be painful. It sounds so fucking painful. Every crack of the belt against his flesh is loud as fuck in the otherwise silent room.
“Next time,” Jayden tells him. “You’re going to come like this, or you won’t come at all.”