liked it. But we need to work on keeping food in the fridge for you.” His you’ve-been-naughty expression made me want to squirm…which only reminded me more of the issue with my pants.
“There’s usually more. Jonah helps me remember to get groceries, but the delivery system I use was down the other day when I thought about ordering and Jonah’s been off.” I wouldn’t starve to death. Just about every restaurant in the area delivered or partnered with an app that did. But I had a feeling he wouldn’t like that answer.
“I’ll make sure there’s food from now on. Jonah has a lot going on and I have a feeling you’ll eat takeout every meal if I let you.” He laughed when I just stayed silent.
“That’s what I thought.” Tristan shook his head as he smiled.
As he brought the dishes to the sink, he glanced around. “This is much cleaner than I pictured.”
I wished I could take credit for that. “I have someone who comes on the weekend and helps around the house.”
Austin kept pushing me to get someone on a more full-time basis, but I hated the idea of people hovering over me. The service that came in on Saturdays was professional and quiet and left me alone.
“Ah, that makes sense.” Tristan nodded, but I could see he was thinking about something.
I considered asking, but I quickly came to the conclusion that I didn’t care. If he wanted to start cleaning more or change something, he’d tell me.
Standing, I moved around the kitchen putting things away as he washed the handful of dishes. By the time we were both done the kitchen looked much better and I was ready for a shower. But I wasn’t sure how to get one…ask or wait?
Before I could work up the nerve to bring it up, Tristan came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. Leaning into his embrace felt natural even though logically I knew we hadn’t known each other long enough for it to be the case.
“Is there something you want to ask me?” The way his hands slowly stroked over my chest and down toward my cock said he knew what I was thinking.
“May I get a shower, Sir?” I barely held back a moan as his fingers teased over my half-hard cock.
The faint stain of cum under his fingers made my face start to heat, but I refused to look away. Everything he did was so hot I didn’t want to miss a second of it. His breath caressed my neck and ear as he spoke. “Are you still wet and sticky with your cum or has it dried?”
It was the craziest question anyone had ever asked me…and considering Austin, that was saying something.
I swallowed and fought to sound reasonable and not like the needy slut I really was. “Almost dried, Sir.”
I didn’t know what possessed me, but I wanted to push things further. “Will you check and make sure it's dry enough? I don’t want to lie to you, Sir. I know this is part of my punishment for coming without your permission.”
My erection was back in full force, but I did my best to ignore the way he was lightly stroking me. Tristan seemed to enjoy just driving me crazy because he didn’t immediately push my sweats down. “Are you trying to be a good boy or are you trying to show off your body to your Dom?”
Which answer would get his fingers around my dick?
I swallowed and tried to find the right way to answer him. “I want to be good, but I want to make sure my Dom knows that he can touch me more.”
Tristan made a low pleased sound that had my dick jerking. “I think my boy is a greedy sub who wants to come again.”
Possibly.
“But you still haven’t been thoroughly punished enough.” His husky words made a shiver run down my spine. A low chuckle said he hadn’t missed my reaction. “Because you’re still a very new sub, I’m going to give you two options for your punishment.”
I wasn’t sure if that would be a good thing or not, but I knew better than to say that. “Thank you, Sir.”
“Yes, you’re trying to be a very good boy.” His touch lightened even more, though, so I wasn’t sure I was being good enough. “Now, for your punishment. You can either go a week without coming or you can get a spanking tonight.”
He was trying to make me come again, wasn’t