Garrett: A M/m BDSM Romance (Bound & Controlled Book 1) Page 12

  Reaching for the remote, he turned on the TV, searching for something to occupy his thoughts. Running his hand through his sub’s silky hair, already addicted to the feel, he tried to relax and ignore the sexy naked sub at his feet.

  It was nearly impossible.

  Wyatt’s occasional little suck on his dick was incredible. If the boy kept that up he’d come entirely too soon. “Little cock warmers do not get to suck their master’s dick. Be good. I’ll use your mouth another time if you behave.”

  Garrett’s mind was working overtime trying to make sure he said everything right. His first thoughts were always too nice for this type of scene. If you’d like to suck me instead of I’ll use your mouth…The end result would be the same, a blow job for him, but the meaning and the physical reaction the words invoked would be strikingly different.

  There would be other times where gentler domination would be the mainstay of their relationship but evidently, his boy liked a dirtier Dom on occasion. It would be fun keeping his boy on his toes. Garrett would have to plan things out carefully so that Wyatt would never be able to anticipate the naughty side coming out.

  Wyatt made a little noise Garrett interpreted to mean he was sorry. “That’s all right. You’ll get lots of practice being a good little cock warmer.”

  They didn’t sit there for long, just enough time for Garrett to finish the local news and for Wyatt to sink into the feeling of being used. It wasn’t long before his boy’s breathing evened out and he relaxed even more. He wasn’t asleep, just drifting towards subspace.

  He didn’t want his boy to get too far gone.

  When the news was over, Garrett turned off the television. He couldn’t wait any longer to touch his sweet sub. “You were a very good warmer for your master, but now I want to play with my sub. Stand up.”

  Garrett watched, trying not to smile, as Wyatt blinked up at him in confusion. Haze clearing, he finally understood and released Garrett’s cock to stand up. As his boy rose, so did Garrett. Wyatt didn’t look terribly steady on his feet. He hadn’t been kneeling long but he might have been deeper into subspace than Garrett had realized.

  Taking his boy in his arms, Garrett let his hands wander down Wyatt’s back to his high, beautiful, filled ass. “I think I’m going to play with this little toy.” He squeezed his cheeks and gave Wyatt a kiss on his forehead. “Time to take this into the bedroom, I think. More room to stretch you out and have fun.”

  Wyatt shivered and swallowed a few times before he could talk. “Yes, Master.”

  Keeping Wyatt close, he didn’t want his boy to fall, Garrett led them into the bedroom. Taking more time to look around, Garrett was pleased to see his boy’s bed had a high headboard with a metal frame. Perfect for grabbing onto or for tying a boy to.

  He gave Wyatt’s ass a pat. “Does my sub like to be tied to the bed? I can’t think of a reason to have a bed like that unless it’s to tie a sexy sub to.”

  Wyatt blushed but nodded. “Yes…I…I even have things in the drawer if you need them.”

  “Things to tie you up with, Sweet?”

  “Yes, Master.” His voice was thick and filled with need.

  “I’ll have to look through your treasures another time then. Right now, I want my sexy boy spread out so I can play.” Then he reached around and gave Wyatt’s still bound cock a slow stroke. “This will help make sure you’re not focused on your own wants. Your body is just for my pleasure right now, isn’t it?”

  Taking a ragged breath, Wyatt managed a reply, but it was needy and slightly embarrassed. “Yes, Master.”

  “Good little sub. Up you go on the bed. On all fours, that’s right. I want your head on the bed and your ass in the air. Very pretty. I want to be able to use my toy.” Little shivers were dancing around in Wyatt’s body and his ass kept jerking, desperate for attention.

  He was trying so hard to behave. It was only going to get harder.

  CHAPTER 14

  Wyatt

  Wyatt heard the crinkle of packaging from somewhere behind him and he knew what it was. The sound was unmistakable. More of the little lube packets from his drawer. How many had his master grabbed before? Had he been planning naughty things all day? He felt Garrett’s hands run up his legs and over his ass. He had to fight to stay still. Every muscle in him was tight with anticipation.

  “I think this sexy bottom needs some color.” His master’s words sent shivers through him.

  Trying not to sound like he was arguing with his master, he had to make sure he hadn’t done anything wrong. At least, not actually wrong. Playing the naughty boy was fun. “Was I bad, Master?”

  “No, Sweet. I’m just playing with this sexy bottom and it looks so cute when it’s pink from my hand.” Again, very matter-of-fact, just describing how he’d play with his toy.

  Another little moan escaped Wyatt and his legs quivered. They weren’t playing he’d misbehaved. He hadn’t been bad. Master just wanted to spank him. It was so hot Wyatt almost couldn’t form a sentence. “I understand, Master.”

  Pop! It wasn’t hard, but it made Wyatt jerk and a breathy hiss escape. Even his cock twitched as he thrust his hips up. He couldn’t help it. The idea that Garrett was only doing this because he found reddening Wyatt’s ass arousing made this spanking even hotter than they usually were.

  “Naughty boy. Stay still. This isn’t about you. This is about my pleasure, isn’t it?” The constant reminder that he was just a toy for Garrett to play with was short-circuiting his brain. No one had ever treated him like this. Using him…using his submission for their pleasure…If it weren’t for the cock ring, Wyatt would have exploded.

  “Yes, Master.” He tried for more but his mind wouldn’t work.

  This had been his fantasy for so long. It was perfect.

  And the best thing was, he hadn’t had to ask for it. Garrett had known. Wyatt felt like the center of Garrett’s world. Every little thing about his master seemed to be constantly focused on him. From the phone calls to their first dinner together, he’d never had to worry that Garrett’s mind was somewhere else. He’d never felt ignored or too needy.

  Master was incredible.

  The heat raining down on his ass had pleasure rolling through his body. Knowing he wasn’t supposed to be enjoying it made the already erotic play even better. Even though the slaps weren’t hard they combined to make his cheeks warm, and he knew he’d be beautifully red.

  Wyatt couldn’t help but hope Garrett found it so appealing that he’d make Wyatt stay naked for him to look at. For him to touch…For him to tease…For him to use again. The fantasies had him fighting subspace. He wanted to sink into the pleasure and the pain.

  When the draw of subspace was getting too strong, Garrett changed things again.

  There was more time between each swat. In those precious seconds where the pain was flowing through him, Master started teasing the plug. Pulling it out, then pushing it back again…then swat. The rhythm had him breathless.

  Out

  In

  Pop

  Out

  In

  Pop

  He tried, he really did. It was too hard. “Please, Master! Please!” He couldn’t say what he was begging for. He needed something…Something more.

  “Naughty boy.” This time Master’s hand came down right on his plugged hole, shoving the toy into his prostate.

  It was incredible. Almost too much, but not enough.

  Garrett’s hand slid down Wyatt’s crack to tease at his balls and desperate cock. Wyatt loved having his body restrained for his master’s pleasure but he wanted to come. Not as much as he wanted to please Garrett though. Was Master going to leave him soft and deny him an orgasm? Would that make him happy?

  The threat of denial hanging in his mind made him even more desperate.

  “I’m sorry, Master. I’ll be good.” Wyatt would be good for Master even if it killed him.

  Then Master made it even harder.

  Feeling the plug slide ou
t of his ass, Wyatt almost cried out at the empty feeling. He’d been filled for so long, he wanted it back. The press of Garrett’s fingers caressing the sensitive edge of his hole made him hold his breath. He wanted to beg but he couldn’t. The desperate words ran through his head even though he couldn’t say them out loud. He needed more.

  The incredible feeling of Garrett’s thick fingers entering him tore a moan from him. Deep and guttural it seemed to rattle around in his chest before escaping. “Please…please…please…I’ll be good…Please…It’s so hard…Please, Master. I don’t want to be bad.”

  He couldn’t do it.

  It felt like he’d been good for so long.

  Garrett’s wicked chuckle was like lightning shooting off in Wyatt’s body. “Does my little toy want more? This was supposed to be about my pleasure. If I stop playing and give you what you want, you’re going to be punished later. Is that what you want? Pleasure now, even if you have to pay for it later?”

  “Yes! Anything!” He’d take anything. It didn’t matter the cost.

  “I’m going to have so much fun punishing you later, Sweet.” Naughty pleasure dripped from Garrett’s voice. Wyatt knew his master was going to be thinking up all kinds of crazy things he would do to his sub.

  Wyatt couldn’t wait.

  “Yes, Master. Please!”

  “Very good, Sweet.” Then the two thick fingers entered him and Wyatt would have sworn he felt them all the way to his throat. Yes, this was so much better than the hard plug. Master’s finger touched everywhere making him feel taken.

  Garrett fucked him slowly and soon left him wanting more. But before he could even beg, Master changed things up again. “Fuck yourself back on my fingers. If this isn’t about my pleasure anymore, then I shouldn’t be doing all the work. Give me a show, Sweet.”

  Wyatt thrust back and crazy needy sounds burst out of him. Whimpers and groans escaped as he rolled his hips, working his sexy Dom’s fingers. Squeezing down, he tried to pull them even deeper into his body.

  “Such a needy little sub. You want to be filled, don’t you? You want something long and thick in that hot little hole. Dirty boy.” The naughty words teased at Wyatt’s senses pushing him higher. Closing his eyes, trying to block everything out, Wyatt’s whole focus was on that one small part of his body that was receiving his master’s touch. Riots could have been happening in the street and he wouldn’t have heard.

  The delicious penetration was the only thing that was important.

  For a split second, the incredible feeling was gone, and he was empty again. Then with one thrust, before he could even cry out, he was filled. Master’s long cock slammed into him on one long push. Wyatt’s head came off the bed and all he could do was cry out.

  The pleasure was staggering.

  Thrust after thrust, Garrett rode him hard, the occasional slap to his ass only ratcheting his pleasure even higher. Every slide of his hard cock, rubbed over Wyatt’s prostate making him nearly crazy. He wanted to come, but he hadn’t been given permission and he was still trapped in the incredibly frustrating, hot, sexy cock ring.

  Was he even going to be allowed to come?

  Was the maddening pleasure the only thing he would be permitted?

  Garrett pulled him up until he was kneeling on the bed, held in his master’s arms. The new position had his sore ass rubbing against Garrett’s body. The sweet pain was like a spice that made the meal perfect.

  One hand wrapped around his chest, pressing him tight against Garrett, the other hand slid down to grab his cock. Even though it was confined in the cock ring, it was still incredibly sensitive. The rough handling had little mewling sounds escaping.

  “My boy’s got such a pretty soft cock. It’s too bad you can’t get hard. You won’t get to feel that heavy ache as your cock fills. You won’t get to feel the incredible pleasure that’s so good it almost hurts. I bet you’d like to get hard, wouldn’t you?” Garrett’s words were dark and filled with wicked pleasure. His master loved making him crazy.

  But he knew what his master wanted.

  “Please let me come, Master. Please let me get hard. I’ll be good. I’ll do anything!”

  “Are you sure you’ll do anything for me, Sweet?” Garrett’s need came through in every word. His master wasn’t going to last much longer. Wyatt just knew it.

  “Anything, Master!” Wyatt would promise him the moon as long as he got to come.

  The hand that had been playing with his cock stilled and for a moment Wyatt thought he was going to be denied. Then he felt Garrett’s hand on the toy and he started shaking. The rush of pleasure that flooded him as he realized Master was going to take off the cock ring was amazing.

  As the ring came off, his dick filled so fast he swore the room started to move. It was a rush like no other. Garrett kept tugging on his cock. Jerking him off and roughly handling his sensitive length. Wyatt couldn’t have asked for anything else. It was perfect.

  The only thing that would have made it better—

  “Come. Show your master how much you wanted this. Come!” Garrett’s voice was deep and gravelly.

  Wyatt had to obey. There was nothing else he could do.

  He couldn’t ever remember an orgasm that ripped through him like that one. Shaking and shouting, cum burst out of his body covering the bed in long ropes. As the pleasure shot through him, he felt Garrett stiffen behind him and his cock jerk inside Wyatt. Knowing Master was coming too kept the pleasure going longer.

  When his vision was starting to gray out, and the pleasure was fading, Garrett lowered him to the bed and pulled out slowly. Wyatt instantly missed the closeness. Garrett took care of the condom and was back quickly, wrapping himself around Wyatt. That would have to do. But having Garrett inside of him was better.

  As sleep started to claim him, he heard Garrett’s deep voice, speaking low. “Sweet? Do you remember promising me anything to get to come? Anything I wanted if I would just take off the ring and let you get hard?”

  Wyatt knew he was blushing, but he answered anyway. “Yes, Master.”

  “You know I’m going to make you keep your word, don’t you?”

  “Yes, Master. I meant it. Anything you wanted. Thank you for letting me come. I know you didn’t have to.” Wyatt knew some people wouldn’t understand but his pleasure had been up to his master. Garrett had chosen to let Wyatt come. He’d give his master his pleasure and his body.

  “You’re my anything, Sweet.”

  Wyatt didn’t understand, the lure of sleep was making things foggy. “Master?”

  “You’re my anything. I’m keeping you as my payment for your pleasure, my sweet sub.”

  Warmth flooded Wyatt, and he knew his smile was goofy and filled with surprise. Some people wouldn’t understand, but they were the most beautiful words he’d ever heard. “Yes, Master. Thank you.”

  “Love you, my sweet boy.”

  “I love you, Master.”

  “All mine.” Garrett’s low words, growled out, staking his claim, followed Wyatt into his dreams. His master’s love wrapped around him as tightly as his arms were.

  ~~~~

  Shaw Montgomery loves reading, traveling, and family. While not necessarily in that order, they all rank pretty close. Shaw has lived all over the United States and even Germany. While the coast of North Carolina is a favorite place, Shaw currently lives in the Western United States. Current wish list places to travel to are Australia, Italy, and Scotland.

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  CHAPTER 1

  Maddox

  Every time I looked at him, it was like he was a puzzle with a crucial piece lost. You could still see what it was supposed to be, and you could see it was a fabulous picture, but the empty spots made it feel like you could be missing out on something important. Some part of the puzzle that would make it even better. It was completely maddening.

  It had been that way since the first time I met him.

  I’d filled in some of the blank spaces, but there was a huge chunk that was gone. I think in the beginning that was part of what drew me to him, but now I was here because I couldn’t be anywhere else. Being with him was where I was supposed to be.