Page 12 of Hiding From Laughter

Ashton inhaled sharply, but as soon as thefeeling of being trapped hit him, his body tried to melt against mine. “I…Ishould…I was going to take that off.”

“I know.” Keeping the stern expression heloved was difficult, but it was worth it to see his gaze go foggy. “I also knowyou’ve been very naughty.”

He barely held back the moan we both knewhe wanted to make, but he was trying to play along and shook his head. “I…Ithink you’d be cute. Do…do you want a different color?”

My adorable brat.

“Oh, I like pink, but not on a collar.”Running my free hand up his chest, I kept his body close to mine. “There are alot of places I love that color, though.”

Pinching one nipple sharply, I tugged itand let the pain flash through him. “I love it all over you. Look at that. Iknew your nipple would look even better with a bit more color. Let’s see the otherone too.”

Beautiful.

His sounds were beautiful too.

“I…you should…um…” Part of Ashton wanted tosink into the pleasure but the rest of him still couldn’t resist trying totease me. “Pink.”

“Yes…I’m going to make you pink anddesperate and you’re going to beg to come by the time I’m done with you.” Theshiver that raced through him would’ve made it clear how much he loved thatidea, but his breathy sound and the way his hips thrust forward to grind hisdick against my thigh was even better.

It meant I got to punish him.

Shaking my head, I made a tsking sound as Igave each nipple another pinch. “Don’t be naughty. You need to find yourpatience.”

Oh, that got a full-throated groan fromhim, filled with need and just a hint of frustration. “But…I…”

“Yes. You know what bad behavior that was,but I’m going to help correct it.” And I was going to enjoy it too. “Let’s getyou naked and displayed for me.”

Not giving his brain a chance to catch up,I patted the front of his pants before releasing his belt. “I’m going to makesure you can’t hurt yourself, though, don’t worry.”

That got me another wonderful groan and heclosed his eyes. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Kissing his cheek, Ilightened my tone and put a smile in my voice. “You’re being a very good boyfor me.”

He liked that more than he wanted to admitbecause a soft whine escaped before he could hold it back and his bulge wasperfectly defined as his pants fell to the floor. “I…I can behave.”

That sounded much more grown-up, but weboth knew there was something about being my good boy that he really loved.“Yes, you can be a good boy for me and that’s going to get a reward when we’redone.”

It really didn’t take much to shift thescene just enough to make him want to squirm, but his cock was hard as a rockand sprang out like it was desperate for attention as I peeled the front of hisbriefs down. “Look. You’re already being good for me.”

Loosely wrapping my hand around hiserection, I gave it a soft caress that was just light enough to make his facescrunch up. “I…I’ve been good…you’re right.”

Laughing wouldn’t have been the rightresponse, so I had to hold it back as I continued the frustrating pleasure andkissed his neck. “Yes. You’re my good boy.”

Ashton couldn’t push back against thatwithout what he was thinking being perfectly obvious. His dramatic sigh madethat abundantly clear and was adorable. “Thank you, Sir.”

Oh, Sir was it?

That only came out when he wanted to pushback but knew he shouldn’t.

“My good boy has nice manners.” That madehis dick very happy and his brain very frustrated. The sigh he made as his dickjerked and wiggled for attention showed the mixed signals running through him.“I’m going to reward that.”

His groan was quiet but still filled withdrama as he pouted. “Thank you, Sir.”

How he managed to make that sound soridiculous always amazed me. But acknowledging that would’ve been the wrong wayto handle it, so he got a kiss on the cheek. “So sweet for me.”

And he was going to be so desperate veryshortly.

He knew it too and that seemed to confusehim because he wasn’t sure what to say. “I… Yes, Sir.”

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