Page 41 of Becoming the Owners
Releasing my nipple, he stretched out over me and rested his head on my chest. “I like knowing no one else would see it but me. However, I also want to show you off and let everyone know I’ve claimed you.”
Looking somewhere between just Ben and Master, he leaned closer and gave me a kiss. “I’m going to have to think on that, but I’m leaning toward private but not completely hidden when my sexy boy is my sweet attention whore.”
I was pretty sure it was supposed to be sexy attention whore and sweet boy, but I decided it wasn’t the moment to point that out…especially when he started working his way lower on my body. “Yes, so many places to decorate.”
That seemed more like he was talking to himself than me, so I didn’t worry about real thoughts as he inched closer to my barely covered dick. Thinking was too hard and he made it even more impossible when his tongue teased at my belly button. “So many wonderful places.”
Fuck, would he really tattoo around my belly button?
I couldn’t decide if it was weird, hot, or weirdly hot, but before I could make a decision, he’d started kissing around my still-covered dick. “Please…”
I wasn’t sure exactly what I was begging for, but he simply chuckled before spreading my legs and stretching out between them. As he nibbled right where my leg met my torso, he made another sexy hum. “This might be an interesting place, birdie. Hidden by your little shorts, but if I let you go out just wrappedup like this, then anyone might see if they got close enough to my pretty bird.”
There was no doubt about this one…hot.
As my dick jumped around at just the thought of having a tattoo that close to it, he took the game to a-whole-nother level.
He kissed the inside of my thigh, tucked right up against my balls. “Hmm, I wonder how many people would see here, pretty bird.”
Fuck.
I nearly came.
His touch.
The teasing, tempting sound in his voice.
The wicked gleam in his eyes as he looked up my body.
Grabbing handfuls of the covers, I arched up as my dick throbbed, barely holding back my orgasm as I gasped for air that didn’t quite want to go in my lungs. Master chuckled, pressing a second kiss to the other thigh and nuzzling my covered balls.
When I could breathe—and hadn’t orgasmed—he bit down on the tender area, still not ready to explore anything else yet. “It’s so perfect…private but not completely hidden.”
I didn’t have enough blood in my brain to give him a good comeback to that crazy idea…or ask him who he thought would see it…but he made it even worse when he pressed his lips against my skin and sucked on me.
The fucker was giving me a hickey.
God, would anyone notice?
Who would he show it to?
I was officially the biggest attention whore on the planet because I spread my other leg wider, giving him more room to work with to make it perfect.
It was going to be my fault if I ended up with his name tattooed right next to my taint…or even worse, right on it.
God, that was fucking hot.
The whole thing was so hot I almost came just thinking about it. Master’s quick reflexes were the only thing that saved me. As his fingers wrapped around the base of my dick like the dirty toys he kept telling me about, I shook and moaned.
He made a tsking sound like I’d been bad and actually wagged his finger at me. “Not yet, naughty boy. Not until I’m inside your sexy, perfect body.”
My brains were completely scrambled. It was so fucking sexy, I wanted to throw myself at him, but he had other plans.
My hickey.
The hand that was my live action cock ring started to pulse around me, and between that and the painful pleasure from his mouth, I wasn’t sure how long I would last…restrained or not. I wouldn’t say I’d ever been a patient lover, but with Ben, he was all Master and there was no question that he was in charge.
But that didn’t mean I was well-behaved.
