Page 58 of Praised
He chewed his lower lip between his teeth, the shiny flesh going pink around the white outline from the bite, and nodded.
“Let me hear you, baby. I like to talk and I like to be talked back to.”
“Yes, Sir,” he whispered, and it took all my strength of mind and fortitude to not spill all over my hand on the spot.
“Start with your shirt,” I whispered. “One button at a time.”
Rose undid his shirt, button after button after button, bringing the porcelain expanse of his chest and stomach into view.
“Off,” I said.
With a fluid shrug, the shirt slid off his shoulders and onto the floor, exposing his perfect pink nipples and sharp angles of his collarbone. Rose was so small, so slim, and so unbelievably sexy.
“Nowthe pants.”
He opened his belt and fly, shoving his pants to his ankles. He wasn’t wearing fancy underwear, and I couldn’t get control of myself fast enough to stop the frown from flickering across my face. I’d never dated, never been with, a man who wore women’s underwear before I was with Rose, and the novelty was far from wearing off. In fact, I didn’t think it was novel at all. I figured it was my new favorite kink.
“I wasn’t expecting to see you,” he said, stepping out of his pants and kicking them to the side. At the same time, he bent over to peel off his socks and add them to the pile. “Sir.”
“I don’t for one second believe you only wear lace for other people.”
“No, but laundry.”
I chuckled and beckoned him closer. He shuffled until his knees were inches away from the couch, coming to a stop when I held up my hand.
“Can I buy you some things to wear?”
As I made the ask, my dick throbbed in my hand, threatening once again to burst all over us both.
“Clothes or…?”
“Does it matter?”
A red flush rushed up his cheeks, causing him to look absolutely cherubic. It made me want to come on his face. I didn’t know why. Just that the need to make a mess of him was a very real and tangible thing that had taken up residence in my chest.
He answered with a small shake of his head. “No, Sir.”
“Well then?”
“Yes,” he whispered. “Yes, Sir. I think I’d like that very much.”
I rubbed at my sternum, the need turning into an ache and growing into something far more dangerous than either of those feelings on their own.
“Good. Now get on your knees and open your mouth, Rose.” I kept talking as he moved to the ground, bracing himself against my thighs as I pointed my cock toward his plump mouth. “Just because we’re starting over doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten how good it feels to fuck the hot sleeve of your throat, baby. Now open up and swallow me down like the good boy I know you are.”
I wasn’t a large man in the dick department, but Rose was small everywherebutthere, and with him on his knees and my cock beside his face, I looked positively massive. Heat rushed up my spine at the thought of stretching his jaw with my dick, and I grabbed myself hard around the base to pinch off the blood flow.
Rose’s cheeks were flushed, and his tongue darted out, lapping up the precum that had already started to bead against the tip of my dick. He licked the flared underside of my crown from left to right and back again, and I had to reach down and tug my balls away from my body. Starting over or not, this thing between us felt new and my body reacted in kind. The familiar thrill of a first time hovered in the air around us, sparking invisibly in the air.
“Stop playing,” I whispered. “I told you to suck, not lick.”
He opened his mouth like he was going to protest, but I’d been clear with my expectations and if either of us wanted this to last, which I was certain we did, he had to listen. I threaded the fingers of my left hand through the soft curls of his hair and guided his mouth farther down my length. I didn’t shove him or jerk him around, but my grip on his head was firm and strong, telegraphing my expectations.
Rose was quick to comply, sealing his lips around my shaft and sinking down until his nose was buried against my stomach. His non-existent gag reflex was going to be the death of me.
“Stay like that,” I coaxed, relishing the sharp puff of breath out of his nostrils as he breathed around my erection. “God, your mouth is so good. Have I told you that you suck me better than anyone else ever has?”
I pulled his head up, my cock slipping out of his mouth with a wet pop.
