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Dare leaned in close and kissed his lips. “Thank you for answering my questions; I think that deserves a reward.” Then Dare smirked. “Especially since you didn’t even answer it with a question.”
A shiver ran through Scott, making it clear he was thinking of fun rewards. Dare’s grin widened. “I think Ryan wants a kiss too. Let’s make that part one of your reward.”
We both let out a low moan. Scott turned and gave me a heated look before speaking. “I wanted to kiss you this morning, but I was afraid you’d see how nervous I was and think it was because of you. I didn’t want it to seem like I was backing out.”
“Me too.” Then, because everything with Dare and the…submission was finally out in the open, I glanced over at Dare. “May I kiss him?”
Dare and Scott moaned that time. Dare’s eyes flared with heat and he slowly nodded. “Take your time, though. I want to enjoy watching you. I’m going tothoroughlyenjoy watching you play together.”
“Yes…Sir?” Scott peeked at Dare, blush flaring back to life.
Dare shifted and must have squeezed down on Scott’s cock because Scott moaned and seemed to be fighting the urge to move. Dare’s grin was ear to ear. “That’s my good boy.”
Fuck.
Scott swallowed hard and nodded, but didn’t seem to be able to find the words to respond to Dare. It shouldn’t have looked right…hell, it shouldn’t have felt right. But somehow it did. The cute twink sitting on Scott’s lap shouldn’t make me want to call him Sir, but I did. Scott shouldn’t look so stunned and pleased that he was Dare’s boy, but he did.
Dare reached up and cupped Scott’s face, turning it toward me. “Let me see you kiss.”
I wasn’t sure if I could do it, but I pushed the words out anyway to see how they felt. “Yes, Sir.”
Awkward, but not wrong.
Dare’s legs shifted to rub against my dick and I gasped out, feeling the same urge to thrust up that Scott had fought through. It felt harder than it should have.
Dare’s expression was erotic and loving…but powerful. Most of the time a look like that was aimed at the cute little subs and twinks in the room…not me. But Dare didn’t hide how much he wanted me or how much he wanted me under his control.
Hot didn’t begin to describe it.
“I want to see my boys kiss. Did you make out this morning? You told me about your kiss last night but nothing else. Were you nervous or waiting for permission?” Dare’s husky words made my stomach tighten and my cock jerk.
Answering him was automatic even if it made me feel embarrassed for some reason. “Both.”
“Both.” Scott answered right after me, sounding just as desperate as I was feeling. Had he wanted to kiss me too? Had he wanted to come in and curl around me?
I’d pictured so many things, but I wasn’t sure where the line was and what he wanted…what we were allowed to do. I might not like the word, but I understood enough about submission to get that I’d set the boundaries about what Dare could and couldn’t control, but just the idea that he might forbid us from touching and kissing when he wasn’t there was insanely erotic.
Denial.
When I’d thought about the things I was curious about, that had never been top on my list. Get me turned on and then tell me no…why would that be erotic? Maybe it was all wrapped up with that denial or maybe it was just something else, but I liked the idea of giving Dare that power.
It made me wonder what Scott would like.
“Then I think it’s time for my boys to kiss again. You might be mine, but you’re also going to have a relationship together.” Dare made it sound like there was more he wanted to say, but something held him back. He might have been focused on our impending kiss, but I had a feeling he was trying to take things slowly.
Scott and I turned to each other, and I felt the heat in the room skyrocket. With the fear stripped away and no more secrets between us, he looked freer and needier than I’d ever seen. Was that what Dare saw when he looked at us?
As our lips came together, Dare released our hands and brought his up to our heads. He wasn’t controlling it, but the subtle pressure let us know he was there and we were his. If our first kisses had been tentative and sweet, this was honest and erotic. There was no more hiding what we wanted or who we were.
We were Dare’s and he wanted to see us kiss.
As our lips parted, Scott’s tongue stroked mine and his teeth nibbled at my lower lip. I matched him every step of the way while Dare murmured low words of encouragement and told us how beautiful we were.
When we finally separated, my cock was erect and pressed against the zipper of my jeans. Scott seem to be having a similar issue. But with Dare on his lap, there was nothing he could do. Dare seemed to enjoy something about it, though, because his grin turned wicked and he squirmed in Scott’s lap again. Dare chuckled as Scott moaned, but I just watched, breathless and becoming more turned on by the second. If Dare thought we were beautiful, then he’d never seen himself in the mirror.
“I love watching you two.” Dare brought his hands down to our chests and started rubbing slow strokes up and down.
His fingers grazed one nipple and I arched into his touch, too gone to be able to sit still. Dare either didn’t mind or found my lack of control a turn-on because his wicked grin focused on me as his fingers came back to my nipple. “You like that, don’t you?”
