“What are you thinking about?” Liam asked again, wanting to hear what was in Zeno’s mind.
“I’m thinking about you watching me.” Zeno’s breath came in short gasps. “Of you touching me, fantasizing that you like what you see.”
“That’s good.” Liam walked to the bed and kneeled close to Zeno, never breaking eye contact with the other man. “And I do like what I’m seeing.”
Zeno didn’t speak, but his skin flushed s at Liam’s revelation and he slowly closed his eyes
Liam’s mouth almost watered at the sight of pearly fluid leaking over Zeno’s hand. He watched as Zeno’s hand reached to trace over his lips.
“Tell me. What are you thinking?” Liam waited for the younger man to speak.
“Your kiss. I’m thinking about … the kiss, of how your lips felt. Whether you wanted me the way I wanted you.”
“Oh, yes, Zeno, I do want you.” Liam lowered the timbre of his voice, and Zeno’s eyes opened.
“Oh, too much…” Zeno’s hand moved faster, and the scent of arousal was thick in the air.
“Let it go. I want you to come now.” At Liam’s command, Zeno obeyed, keening softly as his released spilled over his hand and onto his stomach.
“Beautiful. Now, my turn.” Liam moved into position, straddling Zeno, and tapped the full lips with his cock. Zeno looked up and opened his mouth, and Liam slid just the head inside. He slid it out again, then remained in place. “Now, make me feel good.”
“Yes, Sir.” Zeno raised his head and ran his tongue from tip to the leather, lapping at the juices dribbling freely.
Liam bit back a groan as Liam relished the heat of Zeno’s mouth on him. When Zeno began to suck, he worked Liam’s length in and out of his mouth, holding onto Liam’s hips as if to keep Liam’s urge to thrust at bay.
But soon enough, Zeno changed his grip, and Liam knew he was ready. Liam thrust into Zeno’s hot mouth but kept tight control, even as he threaded his fingers into Zeno’s hair. He moved his hips gradually faster, needing the release.
“Coming.” The warning came only a second before the release, and Zeno moved aside, to allow Liam’s climax to coat his face.
“I’m clean.” Liam licked Zeno’s face. “But for now, it’s best to take precautions. As much as I would like, I will not be taking you bareback any time soon. Understand?”
“Yes.” Zeno nodded.
“Good.” Liam climbed off the bed and glanced over his shoulder. “Before we go any further, go downstairs and bring up a carafe of water and a couple of glasses, please.”
“What?” Zeno sat up, his eyes wide, and Liam folded his arms.
“I think I made myself quite clear. Come here.” Liam rubbed away the obvious evidence of his release, and the worst of the smudged make up. Then he retrieved his kilt. With a little creative fastening, he managed to wrap it successfully around Zeno’s slenderer waist to his own satisfaction. “There. It’s secure. Off you go.”
Opening the door, Liam ushered Zeno through it, then waited a moment before zipping himself up and following Zeno, keeping out of sight. A smile curved Liam’s lips as Zeno approached Adam, who looked him over from top to toe before calling over a waiter.
A moment later, water and glasses were brought on a tray, and Zeno accepted it. Liam admired the way the younger man kept his head up and his pace slow and deliberate as started back toward the stairs.
Liam returned to his room and held the door open for Zeno. Taking the tray, he set it aside and claimed the lush lips in a possessive kiss.
“You were showing me off. Boasting.” Zeno stared at Liam, who nodded.
“Yes, I was. Because unless you walk out of here, you’re mine. My possession and others can want as much as they like but can never touch because you belong to me.”
“Yours.” Zeno dropped sinuously to his knees and lowered his head.
“Good boy. Now strip off, shower, and go to bed. I have a few ideas on how to teach you not to touch without permission, but I want to … refine them a little. I also need to make sure that everything I need is up here. I’ll join you soon. You can let the anticipation build.”
For a moment, Liam thought Zeno would argue. Instead, with a pout that was almost Liam’s undoing, he obeyed. Liam stood, arms folded, waiting until Zeno came out of the bathroom. His chest was now bare, the chains that had hung from his piercings in his hands.
The temptation to take him there and then was almost overwhelming, but Liam wanted to bide his time, build anticipation and need in both of them.
“Wait a minute.” Liam called out as Zeno headed to the bed. When Zeno faced him, Liam removed his shorts, freeing his cock and letting Zeno see him fully naked.
“You’re beautiful,” Zeno murmured, and Liam shook his head.
“No. You’re beautiful. Come here. You can touch me freely.” For the next couple of minutes, Liam stood while Zeno ran his hands over his chest, down his back, cupping his ass, and with a quick glance up to make sure it was allowed, stroke his sated cock.
“You’re getting hard already.” Zeno gasped and looked up at Liam as the column in his hand stared to fill.
“I may have turned forty, but my recovery time would rival men half my age. That’s something else to think on for tomorrow.” Liam framed Zeno’s face in his hands and kissed him softly. “Bed. I’ll be there soon.”
Waiting until Zeno had obeyed, Liam then went into the room’s walk-in wardrobe. Adam normally kept them imaginatively stocked, and Liam wasn’t disappointed. Putting two choices aside, Liam went to have a shower and clean his teeth before getting into bed and wrapping himself around Zeno.
Zeno nestled into him as if it was the most natural thing in the world, and Liam kissed the younger man’s bare shoulder. He smiled, looking forward to taking things to the next level.
Chapter Five
At the tap to his bare ass cheeks, Zeno woke up to see the man of his dreams leaning over him. A warm, sexy smile curved the lips he’d finally kissed the night before, and he wrapped his arms around Liam’s neck to draw him down for a lingering kiss.
Through the night, Zeno had woken up to discover that he seemed to prefer sleeping on Liam, rather than beside him. Along with an arm and a leg draped over Liam, Zeno’s head had repeatedly made use of Liam’s shoulder for a pillow.
Memories of the previous evening came flooding back to him. When Liam had insisted on simply sleeping together after their intense scene, Zeno had been disappointed, but now, in the cold light of day, he was glad and felt ready and willing to prove he was ready for the next step.
As Liam deepened the kiss, Zeno eagerly opened to him, and Liam thrust his tongue deep into his mouth. Easing back slowly, he gazed down at Zeno.
“Time to wake up.” Liam knelt on the bed beside Zeno. “I want to take this to the next level. I want you.”
“Yes. I l—” Zeno cleared his throat, then smiled. “I want you, too. Show me how to please you.”
At the slow nod from Liam, Zeno felt a thrill of excitement. He’d wanted Liam longer than he cared to admit, even to himself. Zeno stroked his fingertips along Liam’s arms, feeling the goosebumps that rose in their wake. Liam stared at him for a moment, then stood up.
“Wait here. There’s something in the bathroom I want to get.”
While Liam went into the bathroom, Zeno sat up, curious to see what Liam had planned. He brought back two sets of clothing, and Zeno studied them. One set was a leather thong and harness, but the other was completely different and his cock stirred as he stroked his fingers over black satin and lace.
“If these aren’t to your taste, it’s not important. But fuck if I don’t think you’d look drop dead gorgeous in them. Go into the bathroom and make sure you clean yourself thoroughly. You may choose your outfit. Whatever you opt for, you’ll be in it for quite some time.” Liam’s smile turned wolfish, and Zeno’s felt a flush of arousal spread through his body.
“Yes, Sir.” Without further hesitation, Z
eno slid out of bed and hurried away to shower and change.
While hot water cascaded over him, Zeno grinned, thrumming with anticipation as he washed himself from top to toe. He’d already decided which outfit to wear and hoped the racier silk and lace ensemble fitted.
To his delight, the panties were fine, the corset fitted if he used the tightest fastening, and the fishnets made it to just above his knees. He’d have preferred they went up higher, but he doubted it would matter to Liam.
Zeno’s prediction proved accurate as he sashayed his way back into the room, adding a deliberate sway to his hips, and Liam stared at him for a good thirty seconds.
“Fuck. You do look amazing.” Liam’s voice had dropped in timbre, and the low, rasping sound went straight to Zeno’s cock.
“While your punishment won’t exactly fit your crime, it is going to be both educational and thorough. Are you ready?” Liam asked and Zeno nodded.
“Good. Because we shan’t be going downstairs for breakfast, as tempting as it would be to show you off a little more. This is a sight for my eyes only. You touched when you didn’t have permission, and now you must bear your punishment.”
“How could I resist? Your body is amazing, and it was so close to me. And you didn’t say I couldn’t touch.”
The touch of defiance seemed exactly as Liam liked, plus what Zeno had said was true. When Liam had sent him under the table, there had been no instruction around touching.
“For that little display, I assure you that you’ll be tied down and fucked until you can’t speak.”
A smile flitted rapidly across Zeno’s face, replaced almost immediately by a full-on pout.
“Come here.” Liam positioned Zeno so that his back was pressed to Liam’s chest. The feel of Liam’s chest hair against his skin made Zeno sigh softly.
Reaching around him, Liam quickly stroked Zeno to full hardness, and then fixed a cock ring in place. He nuzzled into Zeno’s hair to press his lips against an ear.
“Since you can tolerate a ring for extended periods, and I am blessed with an excellent recovery time, we should fit very well together.”
When Liam rubbed his very erect cock over the silk panties, Zeno deliberately pushed back, as if to goad Liam into taking him quickly. Instead he received a stinging swat to his ass cheeks.
“Naughty boy. That’s another half hour you’ll wait. Now, hands out. I’m going to make sure they can’t touch anything without permission.”
A soft groan was Zeno’s only response, and Liam grinned as he snapped fur-lined cuffs into place.
“Now, let’s play. Nothing too complicated to start.” Liam pressed gently on Zeno’s shoulders and he sank gracefully to his knees. “Open up.”
While Zeno continued to kneel on the carpet, Liam slid his cock back and forth into his mouth. After a couple of minutes, Liam stopped moving, and Zeno knew it was his turn to take over.
Taking a moment to get comfortable and into a rhythm of his own, Zeno rocked back and forth, sucking enthusiastically. He alternated looking up to meet Liam’s gaze with a sultry one of his own or closing his eyes with an expression that showed the bliss of his submission.
It was all done in a gentle, undemanding pace, and Liam seemed determined to keep it that way. Touches to Zeno’s head were light and didn’t direct Zeno in any way. For his part, Zeno was more than happy to pleasure the man he’d fallen in love with a long time ago.
A subtle change in the way Liam moved alerted Zeno that his lover was getting close. Liam pulled back, taking over by stroking his cock, then took a step closer to Zeno. I still have work to do. The idea delighted Zeno, and while Liam stroked, he licked and sucked on Liam’s balls.
After a moment, Liam reached down, winding his fingers tightly in Zeno’s hair to tug him away a little and began to aim his cock at Zeno’s mouth as he stroked, occasionally bumping against his lips, sometimes dipping into Zeno’s eager mouth. On more than one pass, Zeno tried unsuccessfully to keep wrap his lips around Liam’s cock, but Liam just rocked back.
“Oh, yes.” Liam groaned as he came, his semen anointing Zeno’s cheek and into his hair. Glancing at him for a few seconds, Liam then tilted Zeno’s chin up and leaned down to kiss him wetly. When he finally eased back, it was with a long, slow lick to Zeno’s cheek that sent Zeno’s arousal up another couple of notches.
But if Zeno had hopes he was going to be taken anytime soon after the display, Liam quickly re-educated him on that point in his own inimitable way.
“On the bed, on your back.” Liam waited for Zeno to obey, then tapped his hips so that Zeno tilted then to allow a pillow to be shoved in place. “Are you comfortable?” Liam asked, and Zeno nodded.
“Yes, Sir.” Zeno watched as his cuffs secured to the iron bedhead, and then Liam pushed his legs wide apart to allow him to settle between them.
Although it became increasingly obvious to Zeno that Liam was fully hard once more, he made no effort to stop what he was doing to deal with it. He’s too busy enjoying himself. Zeno knew that Liam had been more than ready after just ten minutes given that his lover’s reawakened cock rubbed tantalizing against his thigh.
However, Liam made no attempt to address it. Instead he’d tormented Zeno’s nipples into aching peaks, left his marks on the strip of skin between the bottom of the corset and the top of the panties, and they’d both discovered just how much of an erogenous zone the top of Zeno’s inner thigh could be.
At Liam’s urging, Zeno happily turned on his right side and Liam then unlocked the cuffs from the bedhead. Bending his left leg at knee and hip, Zeno deliberately wriggled his ass, eager to feel Liam inside him, while silently hoping he could cope with the impressive cock.
Murmuring softly, Liam parted Zeno’s ass cheeks. A thrill of anticipation overlaid with apprehension made Zeno shiver as a slick digit slid into his body. Knowing he could easily cope with more than that, Zeno tried to push back, but a slap to his ass stopped him.
“Naughty.” Liam’s voice was a thick rasp of sound, and Zeno’s arousal spiked, his cock protesting its confines. “You need stretching, and I dictate the pace.”
“Yes, Sir.” Zeno added a petulant sigh and smiled at Liam’s deep chuckle.
“Brat.”
The next few minutes passed by with Liam using fingers, then toys to stretch Zeno. Only when Liam seemed satisfied with his preparations did he come around to face Zeno. He tossed a condom packet and a bottle of lube in front of his still-cuffed hands.
“Make me ready.”
“Yes, Sir.” Even with the cuffs, Zeno made quick work of opening the packet and sliding it along Liam’s impressive length. He slathered it with the lube, then looked up at Liam.
“Promise me that if it’s too much, you’ll say so. I don’t want a safeword yet. I just want to know you’re not hurting or uncomfortable.” Liam bent down to peck a kiss to Zeno’s nose.
“I promise.” Zeno nodded.
“Good boy.” Liam resumed his place behind Zeno and pressed the head of his cock at Zeno’s entrance.
When he pushed inside, Zeno bit back his gasp. Liam’s cock felt every bit as huge as it had looked, but there was no way they were going back now. Inch by inch, Liam pressed forward slowly, giving Zeno time to adjust to the length and girth filling him so fully.
A guttural noise that couldn’t be described as anything less than a growl heralded Liam’s balls pressing against Zeno’s ass. Then Liam began to thrust, rocking back and forth to start.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” Liam grunted out the words.
“I haven’t done this for a while.” Zeno panted his reply, hoping it wouldn’t spoil the scene for Liam.
“Then I was right to go slow with you. This time.”
The thought that there were going to be other times elated Zeno. Then his whole focus was on the solid flesh inside him. Zeno was slowly pressed onto his stomach, and Liam increased the speed of his thrusts. Zeno felt certain Liam could thrust much harder and loved him all the m
ore for wanting to take care of him.
When Zeno felt a slight change of angle to the powerful thrusts, he held his breath, then let it out on a cry of pleasure as Liam’s cock hit his sweet spot. The one other thing Zeno could have possibly wished for was to be able to touch the man giving him so much pleasure.
A harmony of grunts, gasps, and moans rose into the air as Liam pounded faster, and Zeno’s mind anticipated how it would feel when Liam finally came inside him. Then all thoughts were washed aside as Liam somehow forced a hand under him to squeeze his cock.
A mix of kisses and bites to his shoulder added another layer to their lovemaking, and Zeno deliberately squeezed his inner muscles. But even as Liam stiffened and growled his own release, he did nothing to give Zeno his.
For a few moments, Liam simply lay on top of Zeno, who tried ineffectually to come by pushing his retrained cock into the mattress. Eventually, Liam slid from inside him, and Zeno gave a disappointed whine to vocalize his frustration.
With a roll to the side away from Liam, Zeno lay on his back, glowering up at his lover who just offered an easygoing smile. Leaning down, Liam peppered Zeno’s face with kisses.
“That was amazing.” Liam landed a final kiss to Zeno’s chin.
“Fuck you.” Zeno did his own interpretation of a growl, ensuring he infused it with all the frustration he felt, despite the praise sending a flush of pleasure through him.
“Now, now, now.” Liam laughed softly and caught Zeno’s chin between his thumb and forefinger. “Is that any way to address me?”
“You won’t let me come.” Zeno tried a different tack, adding a sullen whine to his voice. “You’re never going to let me come.” To top the performance off, Zeno stuck out his bottom lip. The tactic worked.
“I’ll let you come.” Liam stroked Zeno’s hair, his tone indulgent.
“When?” Zeno drew out the word, playing up to the more paternal turn in the scene.
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