Lucas gritted his teeth and tried not to come. Pain flared along his cock and then turned into a sweet pleasure as Aidan sucked up and down. Aidan’s hands squeezed his balls hard and then rolled them up. Hard and then soft and tender. A bite and a lick. That was what he needed. He needed to be on the edge, not sure what would come next except that his Master would bring him so much pleasure.
He let go of all his worries, all the needs that wouldn’t be met in exchange for the one that was.
“Give it to me, Lucas. Give me everything you have and enjoy it because the next hour is mine.” Lucas felt every word Aidan said as a low rumble against his cock.
His Master was hungry, hungry to dominate him, hungry to forget about his troubles, too.
Lucas relaxed and let Aidan take charge completely. In the years they had been married, Aidan had become his center, his core. Aidan was the strong base who provided balance for him and Lexi, pulling them back together with a masterful order and sweet discipline when they got out of line. Aidan was the one who would never let them go.
But Lucas was adrift again, and he wasn’t sure how it had happened.
A sharp slap to his ass brought him back to reality.
“You stay with me.” Aidan sucked him hard, and Lucas felt a tingle at the base of his spine.
The heat of Aidan’s mouth undid him. His breath hitched in his chest as he felt his cum begin to flow. Aidan took it all, swallowing him down, holding the cheeks of his ass so there was no mistake that he was right where he longed to be.
Making Lucas feel needed and loved and wanted.
Yes, this was what he needed.
Aidan gave his cock one last long pull before getting to his feet and slamming his mouth against Lucas’s. His tongue dove deep, and Lucas could taste himself there. Aidan came up for air, a dark look on his face. “Get out of those clothes, Lucas, and get in the shower. Present yourself to me.”
Just like that his cock was flaring back to life. Lucas quickly divested himself of his jeans and shirt and boots. He stepped into the shower, steam and heat surrounding him. He placed his hands on the tile and his ass in the air.
When the first smack hit him, he nearly came again.
He relaxed and finally, truly gave over.
* * * *
Aidan’s hands were trembling slightly as he looked over his sub. Lucas was a fucking work of art. Every muscle in his body was toned, every inch of skin on the man a testament to his beauty. How had he held out so long against Lucas? He’d lost years with Lexi and Lucas because he couldn’t handle the idea of wanting a guy. He’d never wanted a man before Lucas had walked into his life and if anything ever happened to him he wouldn’t take another man again.
It was just Lucas. Just Lexi. And it would never be any other way.
“Do you like what you see, Master?” Lucas asked, his head turned slightly. Those gorgeous lips of his were curved up in a playful smile that let Aidan know Lucas was certain of what his Master’s answer would be.
He still gave him the words. He wanted Lucas to always know how he felt. “I love what I see. Spread your legs further.”
Lucas gave him another half-inch, far less than he needed.
Cheeky sub wanted more play time. Yeah, Aidan would give him that, too. He laid out five quick swats to Lucas’s perfect ass, the sound cracking through the shower.
Lucas’s breath hitched, his shoulders trembling. And his cock was already coming back to life.
“I said spread those legs.”
This time Lucas’s legs went wide, giving Aidan the access he needed.
He ran a hand over the cheeks he’d just slapped. Muscular and smooth, Lucas’s ass was utter perfection. “You know just how gorgeous you are, sub.”
“I know I feel that way when I’m with you, Master.” Lucas’s soft words made Aidan smile.
This was exactly what he needed. He needed the easy affection he had with Lucas. He needed to sink into everything Lucas offered him. Trust. Love. Commitment.
“I love you, Lucas.” He didn’t say it enough. He could never say it enough.
Lucas came out of his position and wrapped his arms around Aidan, kissing him sweetly. “I love you, too, Aidan.”
Aidan kissed him again, loving the way their tongues slid against each other in a lazy, lusty slide.
But Lucas had been a bad boy again because Aidan hadn’t given him permission to move.
“Back in position. It’s a count of twenty. If you don’t behave, love, you’re going to find yourself strapped to Trev’s bench and I’ll torture that sweet cock of yours for hours.”
Lucas moved swiftly back to his position, allowing the warm water to coat his body. “Yes, Master.”
Lucas had a little pain slut in him. He needed the play as much as he needed the sex that would inevitably come after. And the water would just prime his skin for that sweet pain.
He needed this and his Master intended to give it to him. He didn’t hold back. Aidan slapped Lucas’s ass hard and was rewarded by a shudder that went through his sub’s body. A long huff came out of Lucas’s chest and his head fell forward.
“Is that what you want, sub?”
“God, yes, Master. Give it to me. Hard. It feels so good.”
Another four hard smacks to Lucas’s flesh. Already a red sheen was coating his flesh. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. Aidan moved around, spreading the sensation where Lucas’s flesh was the softest. He smacked the bottom of his cheeks, just where his ass met his powerfully built legs. Over and over. He heard Lucas cry out, but that was just another part of the pleasure for his sub. Lucas kept so much inside, hid his pain so well.
He smacked Lucas again, watching tears drip from his sub’s eyes. They were closed. Despite the tears, his face was peaceful, almost worshipful. This was a safe place for his guy. Aidan could take him there.
Another quick five slaps and Aidan’s cock was dying. He needed to get inside Lucas. He needed the connection. “See that you behave.”
“Yes, Master.” His voice was relaxed now, the tension seemingly gone.
But the tension was definitely not gone for Aidan. His whole body was primed and ready to fuck. He reached for the lube he’d grabbed from his shaving kit.
“Turn around,” he commanded.
Lucas did with a happy sigh. He knew the drill. He held his hand out and took the lubricant. “Does my Master need preparation before he fucks his sub?”
He didn’t need anything. He was hard as a rock, but he wasn’t going to shortchange either one of them. “Yes, love. I need some attention. On your knees.”
With a sexy grin on his face, Lucas gracefully dropped to his knees, allowing the shower spray to cover his shoulders. His hair was wet, curling around his ears and falling over his eyes, making him look younger than his years. Aidan slipped his hands into that black silk and pulled his head back, lining Lucas’s mouth up to his straining cock.
Lucas’s tongue came out, swiping at the pre-cum already pulsing from the head.
His cock jumped, desperate for the attention.
Lucas wrapped his hand around the thick stalk of Aidan’s cock, pumping him roughly as he sucked on his cockhead.
Aidan let his eyes drift closed as Lucas worshipped his cock. “Harder. Take more.”
Lucas’s hand disappeared as he swallowed Aidan’s dick. He sucked him in long hard passes, taking him to the root, letting Aidan feel the soft place at the back of his throat.
Aidan guided him, tugging on his hair, making him suck faster. Over and over Lucas sucked him down, pulling back until he almost lost Aidan’s dick, only to deep throat him again.
“Stop.” Aidan couldn’t take another second without giving up his cum, and he didn’t want to do that in Lucas’s mouth. He wanted to be buried in the heat of Lucas’s ass when he blew.
He tugged hard on Lucas’s hair, pulling him off his dick.
Lucas finally gave in after one last swipe of his tongue. “My Master tastes so good.”
“Your Master is hungry.” Starving for him, really. He helped Lucas back up and turned him to the proper position—hands on the wall of the shower, legs spread wide, perfect ass in the air.
Aidan lubed up his straining cock, stroking himself from base to tip. Already he could easily squeeze pre-cum from the tip, the pearly fluid joining the lube, preparing him to take Lucas.
He spread the muscular cheeks of Lucas’s ass, taking a moment to look at his tight asshole. Damn, but he loved the sight of it. Rosy and perfectly formed, it made his cock jump just thinking of how tight it would be.
Lucas gasped a little as Aidan poured lube over the rosette of his ass, his thumb massaging in little circles. Lucas’s asshole puckered at first, but Aidan was patient. He rubbed and added lube and before too long, his thumb gained ground, spreading the slippery stuff where it was needed most.
He pulled his hand out and got between Lucas’s legs, making a place for himself there. Heat washed over him as he lined his cock up.
A low groan came from Lucas’s chest as Aidan started to shove his dick in.
He gripped Lucas’s hips, working his way in. He had to go slow with Lexi. Every single time he fucked her ass he had to be so careful. Not so with Lucas. Lucas pressed back, forcing Aidan’s cock deep into his hole.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It felt so good. Heat enveloped him. Lucas’s asshole squeezed on his cock and he felt the hard nub of a prostate dragging on him.