already at the door, but I’m not really in a talking mood.”
“You’re at the door?”
My breath quickened, and I hurried from the kitchen to the hall.
“Yes. Hang up and open the door. I left my key.”
I hung up and opened the door slowly, almost afraid to believe he was actually here, but there he was, hair slightly disheveled as though he’d been running his hands through the strands. I took in his formal attire.
At some point, he’d unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt, showing off his sculpted chest.
“Fuck, is it bad I still want to kiss you?” His question came out hoarse and desperate.
“Not as bad as me wanting to kiss you back.”
The last word was hardly out of my mouth when Charles walked right into me, hands clutching the front of my robe as he planted his lips on mine. I almost dropped my phone. With my free hand, I grabbed him by his neck and kissed him back, thrusting my tongue into his mouth.
Charles whimpered and moaned when he loosened the tie at the front of my robe and found nothing but naked flesh beneath. He spread his hands over my chest, digging his fingers into the mat of hair. I allowed him to explore, to tease my nipples until my cock grew thick and heavy.
“What can I do for you, Sir?” Charles asked, and my cock jolted.
“Maybe talk—”
“No.”
Right there in front of the opened door, he went down on his knees and pressed his face to my thigh. My cock rubbed against his cheek. I stared down at Charles in shock, torn between wanting to fuck his face and alarmed that something was wrong.
“Please, Sir,” he begged, lips pouty and eyes needy. Yet, nervous. The anxiety was pouring out of him. “Will you please allow me to suck your cock? I need it.”
His eyes pleaded with me to give him what he wanted. I nodded and placed a hand at the back of his head.
“Go on, then. Do you think you can make me come that way?”
“I’ll try.”
He needed focus. Something to get that disturbing look I didn’t like from his eyes.
“Not good enough, pet.” I slipped my hand underneath his chin and raised it. Our eyes met and held. “Do it, or I will have to punish you.”
Please don’t make me punish you.
“If you start, you finish me off. You don’t have to swallow if you don’t want to.”
“I’m not sure if I can swallow.”
“That’s fine.” It wasn’t a deal breaker. Not everyone liked swallowing, and that was okay.
“Go on, then.”
He paused and glanced back at the opened door, finally noticing where he was. “Right here in the open?”
“You didn’t think of that when you went down on your knees, did you? Now get to it. I don’t want you kneeling for too long.”
It couldn’t be comfortable or good for his knees to be in that position for an extended time. Normally I liked my subs crawling around, but they were younger. I’d make an exception for Charles.
“You know we’re trying to keep this a secret, and that door being open doesn’t exactly live up to that,” he complained.
“There’s no one else around. If you don’t feel comfortable doing this, then get to your feet.”
He muttered something I didn’t hear but wrapped his hand around the base of my cock, then licked around the head just like I’d taught him the last time. He explored the soft glans with his lips, sucking me down deeper until he had half my length in his mouth.
Charles’s eyes clashed with mine, and a shiver ran down my spine at the look of him in his expensive clothes, kneeling at my feet, trying to get me off.
“Look at you.” I stroked his cheek as he continued to suck my cock up and down. “You ignored me for two days, but you had to come back, didn’t you? Did you miss the taste of your Sir’s cock?”
His nostrils flared with his breathing. Good, he was already excited in a different manner than when he’d arrived.
“Do you like the way it fills your mouth?” I kept up the dirty talk. “Do you want to choke on it, Charles?”
I clutched the back of his head, keeping him steady as I pushed deeper than he’d taken me before. He gagged, his body tightened, and I pulled back, giving him time to recover as he sucked in air through his mouth.
“You’ll get the hang of it one day. Maybe the challenge will keep you