(Chello! I felt like i needed to make the chapters longer so, here is one! )
Chapter 6
Joey's P.OV.
I woke up in Michael's warm arms. Last night was fun, it reminded me of the time when we first started dating. We sat in bed eating takeout and watching scary movies. Moving a bit, I notice that I'm still fully dressed. I smile to myself.
"Good morning." Michael has a sexy morning voice.
"Morning Master." I say closing my eyes and relaxing back into his chest.
"It's early, go back to sleep babe." He called me babe. I remember back when I first met him, he called me a cutie then bought me some pizza that same day.We didn't start dating until the end of my freshmen year and his senior year. He told he he wanted to ask me out earlier but was afraid of what other people thought. I instantly fell for him when he told me that. And when he told me about bdsm, I said why not. But now I'm not too sure about it. I soon fell back to sleep in his arms.
I wake up to Michael running his thumb over my lips. I smile and lick his thumb. I start laughing as he wipes it on the covers.
"I'm hungry," I say after a minute rolling onto my back.
"Hmmm..." Michael scoots on top of me with a smile. "I'm hungry too," he leans down and kisses me, I submit to him as he grinds his hard on to mine. I let out a moan and grip onto his back. "So fucking sexy." He growled before disappearing under the covers. He yanks down my pants along with my underwear and he grabs my ass. Wet warmth covers me and I let out a girly whimper making me blush.
He sucks me while playing with my balls.
"Ug, master." I can't cum until he says I can but the words won't leave my mouth, I just whimper and mumble grunts.
He pulls away and I miss his touch. "Cum for me." His voice raspy and sexy.
"But, wh-what about you?" I say as he pumps and rubs my tip.
"Don't worry about me and just cum for me." I could see the lust in his deep green eyes.
He sucks harder and his finger grazed my ass as I cum in his mouth biting my lip trying not to scream too loud. He swallows before giving me a heated kiss and I get hard again by my own taste.
He pulls away and stares in my eyes. "Do you still like bdsm?" He asks low. I open my mouth but close it and chew on my lip instead. He sits up and turns away from me. "Did you ever like bdsm?" He says and for the first time in a while I saw that he was nervous. I sit up and move to sit next to him.
"I didn't know about it until you told me." I say as he keeps his head low.
"Do you like it though?" He says and I see him getting annoyed.
"Yeah, I did." I say truthfully.
"You did? When were you going to tell me that you didn't like it anymore?" He says playing with his fingers. I don't like seeing him like this, I miss his possessiveness.
"I still like it, I just want it a little less rough." I cling onto his arm trying to get him to look me in the eyes.
"You should have told me." He says finally looking me in the eyes.
"I was afraid." I say into his shoulder.
"You need to tell me everything okay, I don't know what's wrong unless you tell me." I squirm and moan annoyingly, he smiles and pulls me onto his lap.
"So tell me what you'd like to change."
I told him and he agreed on everything, saying he's willing to try anything for me. I told him about wanting to talk more and to have the punishments not so harsh and that I'd like to have nights like we did last night all the time. By the time we were done talking, It's around noon, so I decide that it's time for me to go.
