Page 70 of Kane

“No one…” He falters on his feet, but I catch him. I look down the hallway, noting the couch and carefully guide us there. He follows with ease, and just as I sit, I pull him down into my lap. He looks surprised, but the way he leans into me, into my lap is so natural, it’s hard to resist the urge to kiss him, so I don’t. I grasp his chin with my thumb as I pull away, forcing my gaze to meet his.

“Take all the time you need. If you change your mind—”

He shakes his head.

“It’s not that.” He curls closer, and I hold him there, loving the feel of him like this.

His weight against me, his warmth blanketing me.

“Then what is it, my sweet boy? hmmm?”

I nearly freeze because I’ve never said such words before. I mean, I have used a lot of terms, but never have I ever called anyone my anything. But the words felt comfortable. Right.

“No one’s ever asked me to, uh… instruct them.” He clears his throat.

“And usually when I ask for things—”

“You are denied.” I say the words solidly, understanding falling on me.

Ryder drops his gaze as he nods, and I grab his chin, firmer this time and hold it in place, making sure he can’t look away when I speak to him. I need him to understand that I will not deny him. Not unless he asks me to.

“Ryder, I want you to hear me when I say this, do you understand?”

He nods slightly, his voice breathing out a hushed, “Yes, Sir.” that makes my own cock throb against the inside of my jeans.

“I will not leave you unsatisfied.” I watch his pupils dance as he bites lip. “I will do as you ask, and only what you ask of me.”

His eyes glisten, and he bites his lip like he’s about to cry. Maybe he is. Though I don’t think it’s because he’s overwhelmed or because we’re doing something he isn’t comfortable with.

I think it’s the opposite.

For the first time, I think Ryder is understanding he has power he didn’t know he had. That saddens me. No matter who you are, you should never feel as if your needs do not matter, that yours are less than another person’s.

Pleasure is a gift to be given, and I think Ryder has unfortunately been taken advantage of when it comes to his pleasure.

Which is why I will take my time with him tonight. I will give him this gift because he deserves it. Not because we had a lovely date—though that certainly was perfect in its own way—but because I simply want to make Ryder understand that he has given me something I never thought I could have or feel again.

“I’m not in a rush,” I whisper as I kiss him softly. “I can wait as long as you need.”

I lean back into the couch with him. It’s comfortable, and it doesn’t squeak.

Ryder settles on top of me as I hold him. He buries his face in my chest before he looks up at me.

I stare into his eyes and the truth hits me hard like a brick.

I think I am in love with this man. I think I may have loved him from the moment I saw him and I just didn’t realize it.

He clears his throat, and I can tell he’s nervous. But he doesn’t look away.

“I want you to tie me up,” he says carefully. I nod, waiting for him to continue. “Hands behind my back. Ankles bound, too.”

He pauses, almost as if he’s waiting for me to refute him.

“Go on,” I urge.

He sighs.

“I want you to use me. Fuck my mouth with your cock, my ass with your fingers. I want you to tell me not to come until you say so.”