Page 30 of Reese’s Protection

He cocked his head and stared at me as if I’d gone nuts. “How?”

“I want to put these on you for the evening. Restrain your hands, free the rest of your body.”

He swallowed so hard that his throat bobbed. “The whole evening?”

Licking my lips, I nodded as excitement scrambled low in my belly, a gnawing wild animal made of pure need that couldn’t wait to have him sprawled out naked with his mouth around me. My dick pushed against the front of my jeans, leaving me feeling too hot for my clothes. “You’ve gotten off sucking my cock.”

He groaned and rested his forehead on my chest for a second before peeking up at me. “That should probably be embarrassing, but I love doing it so much.”

“It’s hot as fuck. How many times in one night—” My breath hitched and my cock was ten feet long and being strangled by my jeans. “—do you think you could get off that way?”

Reese whimpered and his lips parted as if he already had a dick between them. His tongue flicked out. He’d made a lot of sexy noises in the time we’d been together, but it was so sensual and perfect that I almost caught fire.

“You want me to try to get off that way? Just focus on the cock in my mouth and how much I love it? The taste. The way it’s so solid. How it leaks for me.” He glanced up into my eyes like I’d created the whole world.

Nodding, I set the cuffs aside on the couch and slid my fingers under the hem of his sweater. He raised his hands and let me steal his clothes. My fingers carefully worshiped all the skin I uncovered, even the sole of his foot. I saved his boxers for last and kissed down the length of his hard shaft, but that was it.

This wasn’t about me stroking him, sucking him, jerking him off. No, this was all about the power of his deepest desires wringing cum out of his balls—which was pretty fucking amazing.

I spent a second kissing around the pink knot of scar tissue on his chest, and he shushed me.

“I’m sorry,” I murmured.

“Don’t be. You didn’t pull the trigger.” His eyebrows dove and he looked serious for the first time since we’d stepped into the living room. “And at least it didn’t ruin my tattoo.”

I grunted and glared at him. “That’s what you’re worried about? The tattoo?”

He grinned. “It was expensive. Shit yeah, I was worried about it. I might get them to turn the scar into a rose or something.” He glanced at the cuffs. “Cover it up.”

Nudging his shoulder, I got him to turn around. For a second or two, I was lost staring at the smooth, firm mounds of his perky ass. I gave the right one a squeeze, then tapped the left one and enjoyed the wobble that rippled his flesh.

“Knox.” He tipped his head back as his bottom lip jutted. “Don’t tease.”

The chuckle that snuck free of my chest was evil, even to me. “This whole night?” I slipped the cuffs around his wrists, and he gasped as I strapped them closed. The bottom of the wooden cuffs rested against the top of his beautiful ass and the view was fucking inspiring. “It’s going to be one big tease.” Pride powered through me at the sight of my handiwork on Reese.

Restraining him. Making him mine. Better than a wedding ring gleaming on his finger because my hands created it.

“Oh fuck.” He shifted his hips restlessly, cock reaching for the ceiling.

Smirking, I tugged gently on his fingers. “Are the cuffs snug?”

“Yes.”

“Do they pinch?” I frowned down but didn’t spot any issues.

“No.”

“Wiggle your fingers.”

“They’re good.” He danced his fingers around and snickered when he flipped me off.

I pinched his ass lightly in retaliation, and he squealed, taking a step away. His happiness was what my heart needed. It settled in my chest. He was going to be servicing my dick soon, but this was about him, not me.

I needed to get my head in the game.

Taking care of Reese was one of my favorite things in the world. Making sure he was safe. Happy. Protected. I kissed across his shoulders and stopped to nibble on the pulse point just behind his ear, earning a shiver. When I turned him, his cock wavered, and precum was already dripping down in a glossy trail that slid along his slim shaft.

He was fucking breathtaking.