Exposed Exposed (Dom Nation #1) - E. Davies Page 0,69

boy: you want me to choose when you’re going to please me. You need your Daddy to decide when he wants to play with you. You can’t go trying to taunt and tempt me whenever you like and not expect consequences. Especially when you know I’m at work,” Rex told me sternly.

Oh no! Or… yes? Consequences! I nodded slightly and quivered with anticipation, barely breathing.

“You’re not allowed to come without asking permission, remember,” Rex reminded me. “You do remember that rule, right? It’s not just when we’re together.”

Whoa. I gasped. Good thing I hadn’t had time to linger in my shower that morning, but I’d really been looking forward to a long, hot bath tonight. You can’t just…!

But he could, and he was.

One hand slid down my stomach, over the zipper of my trousers, and settled on the growing bulge. I squeezed my throbbing semi, wishing it didn’t send such delicious sparks through me. The knowledge of what was forbidden somehow made every sensation even more raw and irresistible.

This was the biggest ask anyone had made of me, and suddenly obedience didn’t seem as easy or as fun.

“Are you touching yourself right now?” Rex demanded, suddenly harsh. His voice made my cock pulse with delight, growing under my palm.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered, freezing. “I’ll—I’ll let you watch. I’ll wait for your permission before I come. Is that okay?”

Rex clicked his tongue. “I told you: that’s topping from the bottom. I won’t allow it. You don’t want it. You want to be told what to do, not given free rein. So… your Daddy says no.”

“No?” I wasn’t allowed to touch myself, or I couldn’t come? Because fuck me, I hated the idea, but I loved it at the same time, in a way that made my chest dance with stars and sparks.

“You can touch yourself all you like,” Rex said. His smile was self-certain, like he knew perfectly well I would obey him, however much I resented it. “But you aren’t allowed to come tonight. And if your slutty little cock does it anyway, you’re going to tell Daddy the truth. And the punishment will be a lot worse.”

How much worse? I was dying to know, but I was afraid to ask. My mouth was dry as I suddenly licked my lips, adrenaline flushing through me. I kind of wanted to run and hide, but there was no escaping my Daddy.

Even if I hid, I wanted him to find me.

“It won’t feel good for you,” Rex purred. His voice was slow, sweet and smooth like honey. Damn it, my Daddy was enjoying this. “You know how pretty you’d look crying? Because I’ve fantasized about it all day.”

Fuck. I gulped, frozen on the couch. I was torn between wanting to hang up and run very far and fast, and wishing he could burst in the door and do it right now. I wanted Daddy to scare me into submission, use me for his own ends, leave me a crying mess… and then gather me into his arms and forgive me.

I wanted it so badly I couldn’t breathe.

My voice was thin and breathless. “Y-Yes, Daddy. I’ll be good.” I squirmed, grinding my desperate shaft against my palm. Suddenly it felt like I might burst.

If he kept talking dirty like this, I feared I’d get my wish right away. So with all the self-control I could muster up, I pulled my hand away from myself and sat on it instead with a soft whimper, my eyes sliding shut.

Don’t touch yourself, I commanded myself. It would only make it worse, not being able to finish. Better not to go there at all.

Then it struck me: Daddy was giving me an all-day taste of what I’d done to him.

“Oh,” I groaned, my toes curling into the floor as my thighs tensed and released. I jiggled one foot, wishing there were some way I could relieve the pressure.

Rex smiled innocently. “Having trouble there, my boy? Struggling to obey?”

I gulped and shook my head as hard as I could. “No. No, sir. Not at all. I’ll do anything you tell me.”

“Yes,” Rex breathed out smugly, savoring the word. “You will.”

I pressed my hand against my face, my grip so tight on the phone that my knuckles hurt. “You aren’t going to make me wait until the weekend, are you, Daddy?”

I swear I wasn’t trying to direct him. I just needed to know if I was going to lose every night to dreams of Rex and urges that I