Page 30 of Love Triangle
“Don’t make me put you over my knee,” he mumbles.
My mouth goes dry and my hand stills. Cliff looks at me and a darkness crosses his face.Fuck.
“Would you like that? Crystal did. You would, wouldn’t you? How lucky of me to have not one but two naughty little playthings.” He begins to stroke my hair again.
I try to reply but I can’t seem to form words.
“Nothing to say? What a shame. One of my playthings has a useless mouth.Tsk.”
His hand slides from my hair to my jaw, and I gasp as his thumb forces my lips apart, pushing into my mouth.
“Suck.”
I suck. I suck like my life depends on it.
“Eyes on me,” Cliff’s quietly commanding voice brings me out of my thought spiral. “Don’t let your mind wander again. That won’t do when you’re with me. You’ll give me all of your attention or we’re done. Do you understand?”
He drags his thumb from my mouth, wiping my saliva on my chin as he goes. When he brings his hand to his own lips and licks where I’d just wet it, my own hands shake.
“Yes. Yes, I understand. I’ll pay attention.”
“Good. What else do you want to know about me, plaything?” He goes back to petting my hair and I shiver at the pet name.
I reach a shaking hand to his belt buckle and pause half an inch above it, waiting. As much as I want to make a joke or shy away, I keep my eyes on Cliff’s. He nods, granting me permission to continue.
With a bit of awkwardness, I undo his belt and the zipper on his well-tailored, dark gray trousers. I can’t pull them all of the way off because of his leg, and I don’t want to make him lift uncomfortably twice, so I tug down his pants and underwear at the same time.
My eyes open wide at what I see right in front of me. Cliff was always a little shy. He would get into a swimsuit or whatever, but he wasn’t the type to go skinny dipping. I had no idea he was hiding a fucking monster down there. And it’s pierced.What the fuck?
“Who even are you? You fuss over the tiniest scratch yet here you have metal jammed through your–”
“Let me explain something you’ve never understood. There is a difference between things I have control over and things I do not. This difference is what matters in most cases. If I am cut by some random, jagged piece of metal, there are many unfortunate possibilities that could arise, none of which I have control over. If I find the most reliable and clean piercer in the state, use the best after care, and know the risks, then I have control. On top of that, it feels fucking amazing. Do you understand, Trig?” He cups my jaw and leans closer to me.
“I think so, yeah.” I nod as best I can in this position. “It feels good? Like how? When?”
“Like if you were to suck my cock, for example.” He runs his thumb across my lips again, eyes focused there. “Would you like that? Have you ever sucked cock, Trig? You have such a beautiful mouth, so soft, it would be a shame to waste it.”
I swallow nervously before shaking my head. “No.”
“No, what?”
“No I’ve never…” I clear my throat and sit a little straighter. “I’ve never sucked off anyone before.”
“Are you going to suck my cock, Trig? Tell me. Say it.” The heat in his eyes is absolutely scorching and it makes me want to touch myself. I have a feeling that wouldn’t be welcome right now. This is all about Cliff.
“Yes. I want to.” I sit up as straight as I can in this position. “Please let me suck your cock.”
My cheeks are flaming hot.Am I really going to do this?Cliff sits back in his chair, settles his arms on the armrests, and grins. His cock stands proudly, waiting for my mouth.Fuck yes, I am.
“I just want to warn you, I don’t know what I’m doing.” My hands are sweating and I lick my lips to keep them from going dry.
“Put it in your mouth and figure it out.” He chuckles.
Right before I can take him into my hand, however, he grabs my wrist to stop me. He leans over and whispers in my ear, “We can stop anything at any time and I will never hold it against you. I will never leave you again. I love you. If something makes you uncomfortable just stop or say no. Tell me you understand.”
“I understand,” I whisper back, my heart singing like a bird in my chest.
“Carry on then.”
