LOGINWilliam
He took the blindfold off and I blinked even though the room was dimly lit.
Did he say three? Was he crazy? I wasn't sure how I had survived the last one but I had no energy to fight him so I just laid there.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?"
I've never been self conscious but his praises…God,his praises seemed to give me more confidence than I could ever find outside this room.
"You're mine" he said softly, almost reverently. His hand gently swept over
my ass, one cheek and then the other.
"Yes," I answered without thinking.
Almost instantly his cock was sliding up and down
the crack of my ass and I was pushing back against him, silently begging.
I
wasn't even hard, but I wanted him in me. I wanted him to use me. I wanted to make him feel good. He deserved that.
"You loved getting smacked. You like my hands on you." He stated as a matter of fact before he
grabbed my hips then, pressing his cock hard against me.. "I'm going to take
this gorgeous pink ass."
"Please Sir, please" I was frantic and needy even though I'd already come.
I felt out of my body and all that mattered right then was that
cock and making him moan. "Fuck me, use me." He pushed in deep in one
quick thrust and I moaned, pushing myself up on my bound hands.
"That's my boy. You need this, don't you?" He set a punishing pace, taking
advantage of me being relaxed from the plug. "Take it, yes!"
His hands were everywhere. Holding me back by my shoulders, pinching
my nipples, gripping my ribs and sliding down to my hips.
He paused just
long enough to spank me once more.
Every nerve in my body exploded. "Again. More. God please Sir."
Three more swats landed on my very sore ass before his hand wrapped
around my cock.
"That's what you need, isn't it? So hard for me already, for my cock. You
feel so fucking good. Don't you? Don't you?"
"Yes yes yes!"
"I'm going to fuck you until you explode again. I'm not going to stop, I'm
not going to let up. I will fuck you as long and as hard as it takes. You're
going to let me too, aren't you? You're going to love every fucking thrust."
I collapsed down onto my elbows as he thrusted into me mercilessly. I
lost track of time, of space, of everything.
He fucked me for what felt like
forever, until I was wound so tight that even though my balls were on fire
and my stomach was tight, I was somehow too far gone to come. "Too
much Sir. I can't... help me... I need to.... too much...."
He yanked me upright, one massive arm around my chest and whispered
into my ear. "It is never too much. You're going to come for me, right
now. Now baby, come on." His hand was working magic and when his
tongue traced a line down my neck and his mouth found my collarbone and
sucked, I flew. "That's it, that's my boy."
He threw me back down onto the
mattress and went full out, pistoning in and out of my spasming ass.
My head flew back and forth and I barely managed to breathe. The moan that came out of his mouth was music to my ears. "Fuck,
YES. YES. So fucking good. Oh damn boy." He pulled out slowly and I
felt him leave the bed. "I'm right here, one second" he called.
He undid my ankles and then my wrists and turned me gently onto my side.
He reached into the side of the bed which cleverly hid a small fridge and handed
me a bottle of water. "Here you go. Drink as much as you can while I get us cleaned up.”
"Elias.""I'm Julian," he said, offering a welcoming smile. "It's nice to meet you."I turn to Leon, who offers him a tight-lipped smile.“Elias. It's great to see you. I didn't think you'd show up.”“I'm the one who reached out first. Why wouldn't I show up? Also, I'm desperate.” My mind wanders back to William. “Very desperate.”He offers a warm smile. “You are interested in the theory part of it.”“Yes. I know my way around the…” I think of ways to describe my expertise with ropes, paddles, and other tools. “...practical side.”He chuckles. “Good.”He then gestured toward a pair of leather armchairs set near a towering mahogany bookcase."Come sit, Elias," Julian said.I let out a heavy breath and move to where he had ushered.Julian settled opposite me, resting his forearms on his knees, studying my face."You mentioned the practical side is your comfort zone. I'm not surprised. The physical side of submission is easy. Like stepping aside and letting someone pass or holding your t
Elias"But I want to help him," I said, continuing to throw the ball against the wall."Stop doing that. You'll break something again," Leon said.Ever since that night at Arthur's place, my dear William had put even more distance between us. I hated it. I hated his brother, and don't even get me started on Arthur himself."That isn't part of your job description," Leon offered.I let out a low groan and rolled onto my stomach. "I need to help him.""Why? Because you think he'll like you more? Here's the news,petty boy,it won't work out like that. He'll probably just give you a lecture about butting into his business.""He can be stubborn, but that doesn't mean he…""No, no, no," he cut in. "You are not going to do anything. You don't know what kind of family feud you'd be dragging yourself into, and as you know, those things are never pretty."I sighed, his little lecture getting on my nerves.He laughed. "You're angry. That's why you're quiet. But think about it, there's nothing you
Elias“If you don't want to tell me, just say so,” I snapped, crossing my arms and glaring at the counter. “No need to exchange secret looks like that. Geez.”"Elias," William called sternly. "Drop the attitude.""I'm not having an attitude," I muttered, though I didn't look at him. "I'm just pointing out that I cleared your entire afternoon, handled your work, and drove across the city, only to find you having a cozy little nap while your ex treats me like a stray dog."Arthur let out a soft chuckle from the stove, setting down his spoon. "I treat stray dogs much better than I treat you, Elias. And also, you get paid to do that. Except the last part, you should have saved on the gas""Arthur, stop poking him," William sighed, resting his forehead in his hand. He turned his head slightly to look at me. "Barret went to Arthur's eastern office as you already know. He was asking questions about my personal life. He's looking for proof that... that my marriage to your mother isn't what it
EliasI was feeling a lot of different emotions, but happiness was definitely not one of them.It had been more than seven hours since William left the office. He hadn't picked up my calls, and he hadn't returned a single text message. For some unknown reason, I was beyond furious.An hour past the end of the workday, I marched straight to Arthur’s apartment building because I knew that was his initial destination. If I found William there, I’d be twice as mad and I actively refused to ask myself why I even cared that much.I rang the doorbell and stood in the hallway, forcing myself to stop tapping my foot against the floor.The door opened a few minutes later. No, exactly seven minutes later.“I know you were watching me through the peephole and you enjoyed keeping me waiting,” I snapped the second Arthur opened the door.He smiled, looking too relaxed. “Good to see you again… um…”“Elias. And I know you remember that,” I snapped, brushing right past his shoulder and walking into th
WilliamI was at Arthur’s apartment. He was pouring a drink, completely unbothered by the fact that I was actively spiraling into a panic attack.“So you can come to my place,” he said as he finished pouring. I didn't say anything. He poured a second glass, came around the kitchen island, and offered it to me.“I can’t drink. I need to go back to the office. I still have work.”He raised an eyebrow, stretching his hand out even further. I let out a heavy sigh and took the glass.“Is this how you always receive your guests?” I asked, my eyes scanning from his white shirt down to his legs, where he was wearing nothing but a pair of briefs.“I wasn’t expecting company,” he said with a chuckle, leading the way over to the seating area.I waited for him to get comfortable before sitting on the exact opposite end of the sofa. He laughed at my defensiveness but made no attempt to move any closer.“What did Barret do?” I demanded.“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Can’t you even ask how I’m doing? That’s very
EliasTwo weeks. That was how long I’d been working with William. We attended meetings, I brought him coffee, I ran him through his day, and he absolutely refused to tell me a single thing about the moments we didn't spend together.Two weeks without a single problem.Until his brother, Barret, came back to work, of course.William let out an irritated sigh the moment Barret walked through the door. “You are supposed to go straight to your own office or HR, Barret. Not come to mine.”“I already cleared everything with HR,” Barret said, flashing a smug smile. “Our departments work hand in hand, so I thought I’d stop by for a quick brief.”“Go get that from your own assistant.”Barret’s head turned slowly to where I was standing by the door.“I’m not your assistant, so I’m not briefing you,” I said before he could even open his mouth.He snorted. “I wouldn’t want a brief from you anyway. You’re sloppy and…”“Elias is good at his job,” William cut in. “If he needed any judgment, I’d be t
ElliasI sat in the very last row, the mahogany bench feeling like a church pew at a funeral I wasn’t allowed to mourn. All my muscles were tense. A part of me was thrilled my mother was walking into this. Another part was scared because the man will be around every single day.I could successfully
Ellias3 months laterSharp, rhythmic rapping against my bedroom door dragged me out of a dreamless, heavy sleep."Elias. Wake up. The first of the town cars are pulling into the drive."My mother’s voice was as crisp as the morning air, devoid of the tremor I’d been carrying in my own voice for nin
ElliasAfter he'd drunk up and I had us cleaned up, I got in the covers next to him.He quickly shifted to the other side of the bed and stared at me with a skeptical look on his face. “What are you doing?”“Aftercare. I was going to hold you.”“Cuddle me?” he asked, cocking his head.“Yes.” “Uh-uh
WilliamI took him as deep as I comfortably couldbefore pulling back up and working my tongue around the edge of his tip. Then I went low and sucked one ball into my mouth, playing with it amoment before giving the other one the same treatment. I lapped at thebase of him, working my way back up







