As it always did, my heart raced at the sound of Lea’s voice. I turned around and watched my fiancé prowl toward me.
“Oh my god,” I breathed as my gaze trailed down to the tiny, lavender-colored skirt he wore over panties of the same color. Attached to the panties were garters that he’d clipped to lavender pantyhose with lace edges on his thighs.
He was the most beautiful man in the entire world, and he was all mine.
He brushed aside the papers and slid onto the desk. “I thought we agreed no work, only play tonight.” He swung his leg over me until he was spread-eagled in front of me. “And I really need someone to play with me.”
My mouth went dry as I stared at Lea’s hard cock covered in soft silk. I swallowed and raised my gaze to his. “Oh yeah?”
“Mm.” He set his feet on the arms of my chair, caging me in, then rolled me closer to him. I throbbed in my pants and let my fingers drift up his calves, adoring the heat and desperation in his eyes. “I’ve been really, really naughty, though. I think I need to be taught a lesson.”
One of those hose-covered feet moved to my groin, and I moaned when he slid the ball of his foot up my hard length.
“Fuck,” I breathed, pressing myself into his foot. I curved my palm over the top of his foot, huffing as I raised my eyes to his. “You are so beautiful, Lea. Every single inch of you.”
“Oh? But you haven’t even seen the best part yet.” His tongue peeked out, coyly touching the corner of his lips as he slid even further down the desk, opened his legs as wide as he could, and pulled aside the thin scrap of silk behind his balls.
I grabbed the base of my shaft and squeezed as an overwhelming rush of need hit me.
Oh, god, he had a plug in.
“I’ve been bad, Mr. Hart, and I need you to be so good to me.”
I almost laughed because it didn’t make sense, but I leaned forward, kissed the inside of his thigh, and stood.
Lea lost his mind when I pretended to be confident, dominant, and all-around bossy. I called it role-playing, but we both knew better—Lea had brought out all the parts of me that were only ever meant for him. And he loved those parts as much as the rest of me.
He also loved the sound of a belt buckle being undone, so now I wore belts with metal buckles all the time.
His eyes flitted down to my belt, then back up to mine, and he leaned back on his elbows. The flush across his cheeks made his dark pink lips seem even rosier than usual.
I leaned over him, needing those lips on mine. I slid my tongue out and licked his bottom lip, then sucked it into my mouth. He moaned, then made an adorable sound of disappointment when I pulled back. But as soon as he heard my belt buckle being undone, his head fell back and he groaned, slowly moving his hips. “Fuck, Beau.”
I lifted a brow at him.
“Shit. I mean, sir.”
I slid the belt from the loops in my waist, letting it jingle as much as possible, and set it on the desk near his hip.
“Did you get yourself ready for me? Because that was very naughty, baby.”
Lea gasped, closing his legs around my waist and squeezing.
Another new addition to our love life was me calling him all the term of endearments he loved to use on me. I’d felt so stupid the first time I’d ever called him babe or baby or darling or sugar, but he’d gone absolutely wild, and that feeling of embarrassment had faded fast.
“Yes, I did,” he panted, rolling his hips and pressing his hardcock onto mine. “I got myself so wet for you without permission.”
I tsked, sliding my hands up the hose on his thighs and fingering the lace edges. I snapped one of the garters, making him gasp. “You know what I have to do now, don’t you?”
I pressed my palm firmly onto his hard length, swirling my middle finger over the wet spot on the tip. “And you’ve gotten your panties all dirty. We’ll have to make the rest of you just as filthy, won’t we?”
Lea writhed beneath me, then grabbed a fistful of my shirt. “Beau, I can’t play anymore, please fuck me. I’m gonna die if you don’t fuck me right fucking now.” He reached around and started tugging at the plug buried in his ass, so I swatted his hand away and gently pulled it out, watching his face. His eyes rolled back, and he gasped when I pushed it back in an inch.
“You goddamn tease,” he said hoarsely. “I’m never wearing my—ohhhhh.”
I pulled out the plug and pushed my cock inside him, practically coming when he squeezed around me. He was so slick and hot, and he locked his ankles right above my ass as he started to move with me.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he panted. “Harder. Fuck me harder. Fuck me—unnggh.”