I flipped open my suitcase and eyed my choices. I snagged what I wanted, grinned to myself, and headed back into themain living space. Then I flopped on the couch. I grabbed the remote and found the streaming service I wanted. The one I’d added this morning while Jack was asleep. I doubted he’d complain at the extra charge. If he did, I’d happily pay for it. After hitting mute, I listened for Jack to finish.
Moments later, he appeared. He glanced toward the screen, did a double take, then his gaze shot to mine. “Really?”
I grinned. “I mean, if gay porn isn’t your thing, then you can just watch it for the, I dunno, background music.”
He nearly rolled his eyes, but caught himself at the last minute. “As Sir wishes.” His cheeks pinkened. “I enjoy gay porn.”
“Perfect.” I held up the cock cage. “I’m going for a run. I want to make sure you don’t get too excited while I’m gone. Your erections—and more particularly your cum—are all mine this week.”
His eyes widened. He glanced at the screen where three guys were clearly enjoying themselves. To my delight, his cock was already showing signs of interest.
“Come here.”
He obeyed. He didn’t even complain when I snapped the cock cage in place. I put the key on the coffee table. “For emergencies. I’ll never leave you without a way out of any situation.”
“That’s very considerate of you.”
“Think about the blowjob while I’m running.”
For the first time, his gaze shot to the window where rain continued to lash the panes. “You’re nuts.”
“Jack.” With a warning tone.
He lowered his gaze.
“I appreciate your concern. I’m also a grown man who can make his own decisions. I like running in the rain. Have done it numerous times in Abbotsford. I don’t like the wordnuts. If I were doing something dangerous, then yes, that word might beappropriate. I’m going for a run in the rain and then will warm up in the shower while I blow you. Sit on the couch, be a good boy, and I’ll be back.” I rose, then pressed a kiss to his lips.
He tried to deepen it.
I pulled back with a chuckle. “Not yet.” I grabbed the remote and unmuted the television. “Now, I want you leaning against the back of the couch with your ass sticking out.”
He eyed the coffee table.
“Surely you’re familiar with that.”
“Yep.” A bit tight.
“Something you don’t enjoy?” I held his gaze.
He pinkened. “Maybe the opposite.”
I smiled knowingly. “It vibrates.”
Cheeks crimson red. “I assumed..”
I arched an eyebrow. “Now, are you going to be a good boy, or?—”
He hustled to the back of the couch. He held on to it as he stuck his gorgeous ass out.
I swatted it before I lubed up his hole, gently inserted vibrating plug, then kissed his spine in several places. “Sit on the sheet. I don’t want that pretty ass of yours getting cold on the leather.”Or anything leaking when you start squirming.
“Yes, Sir.” He organized the sheet, then sat on it.
Sounds of heavy breathing, slapping flesh, and all kinds of other delightful things filled the room.
“Later.”
He pulled his attention away from the screen to meet my gaze. “Be safe, Sir.”