Lay Me Down (MxM)

19. Made You Good 🌶️🌶️

Hello beautiful humans! I am so happy to finally be releasing this chapter—I worked so hard on it and rewrote it so many times; I hope it tickles your fancy and makes you fan yourself and scream in all the best ways. This entire chapter is explicit, featuring some impact play and 18+ only, so please read at your own risk (especially if you're in public, heh). Lastly, thank you so much for being patient and encouraging me to take care of my health. I've been hit back to back with chest infections and my kids' colds, and have felt like I've been on my deathbed for weeks now. I'm so happy to have finished this chapter; after all, smut Is always the most challenging for me to write! Thank you again for your support and kind words. Now, go read the smut you filthy animals! 😉

Jae

"Now, we're talking." He'd said.

Hah.

Lucas Price was a masochist if I'd ever seen one; an abject glutton for punishment.

I neglected to respond and preceded to blindfold the kinky little fuck; something I'd anticipated would be necessary to help him focus. He had eyes that wandered hopelessly, and a mouth that just wouldn't quit. I'd gag him If I had to.

Lucas began to giggle, kicking his feet around while I finished adjusting the blindfold, and I could feel the pressure of his erection against me as I straddled him.

I smiled to myself, my attention quickly settling on his soft mouth, and his rosy, parted lips...

That mouth was mine, and it gave me the most delightful idea.

"You've been wanting Master in your mouth, have you not?" I questioned gently, leaning down to settle my hands on either side of his head.

Lucas nodded emphatically. "Y-yes! Yes, sir!"

"Open your mouth, then..." I instructed, smirking openly.

Lu swallowed hard and opened obediently. I gathered as much saliva as I could and watched with satisfaction as it dribbled onto his tongue; he recoiled immediately and squeaked when he realized what it was. Lucas sure as shit wasn't expecting my spit, no, he was expecting my cock, but of course I was teasing him. I wouldn't give it to him that fast.

"Mmmm!" Lu whined. He didn't swallow or spit it out though, he just lingered there in confusion. So, I gave his cheek a firm pinch.

"Swallow." I ordered, and he did, flushing a deep red.

"That's a good boy." I purred, running my thumb across his lower lip. Lucas followed along like an eager dog, trying to suck on it.

"Did you like the treat master gave you?" I questioned softly.

Lucas nodded, whimpering as I teased my fingertips across his lips. "Y-yes, Master."

He managed to get my index finger deep into his mouth, sucking and moaning like a whore. I savored this for just a moment before grabbing him by the throat and withdrawing my finger. He sucked in a breath and began seeking my hand again, but this time I smacked his mouth.

"Not yet, pet." I scolded icily.

Lucas groaned and licked his lips, his panting now the only sound to break the silence that followed. I considered gagging him again, because honestly, the mental image of him drooling uncontrollably really fucking turned me on. With this being Lu's first session though, my instinct told me it would be prudent to hold off and first see how well he handled everything else I had planned.

"Arms up." I ordered.

Lucas complied, raising both above his head in silence. I worked his shirt off, taking care not to jar his hand when I slipped the sleeve over it. With him now naked from the waist up, I took a beat to drink him in.

His skin was soft, warm, and the loveliest caramel shade. His hair was a deep brownish black, every mussy curl and wave like a work of art, and dark, full brows which framed his striking, grey-blue orbs beautifully. His eyes were so stunning against his tanned skin, that I almost regretted the blindfold.

Hell, not only was he breathtakingly gorgeous, but he looked submissive and breedable as fuck. He was laid there like an offering, waiting obediently on his master to make the next move and it had me so fucking turned on.

"God, you're goddamn beautiful." I murmured, and his cheeks became rosy.

I couldn't help myself, and dipped down to kiss his neck, taking in his scent and the anxious rhythm of his breathing...
Lucas smelled like my cigarettes, soap, and his soft hair yielded hints of strawberry. I spent extra time kissing the crook of his neck, grazing his skin with my teeth as I trailed my way further down.

His Adam's apple bobbed nervously, and I swore I could hear his heart pound louder in his chest with every kiss, so, I continued to press more across his collar bone. I loved that part of him; the way his lean muscles lay just beneath it, his chest toned and skin smooth...

Lucas was again, just so intensely beautiful. I could say it until I was blue in the face, but it would still never truly do him justice. Did he know how gorgeous he really was?

Something told me he didn't.

I savored the breathy whimpers he made anytime our bodies touched, even if the touches were innocuous at best. Poor Lucas didn't know this was all part of my game, though... my plan.

Comfort and pleasure would soon be made complete by pain and punishment.

I continued littering his skin with kisses, but before long I realized that I'd already given him multiple hickeys across his collarbone and one low on his neck.

Oops.

I moved on to exploring his chest, not missing the way goosebumps formed on his skin, nor the way his nipples hardened when I brushed my fingertips across them.

Naturally, I paid them more attention, and when I traced delicate circles around them with my tongue, Lucas would squirm delightfully. I wanted to bite him.

I sunk my teeth into the skin around his nipple, smirking inwardly at the hiss of discomfort he made.

"Fuck, Daddy..." he breathed out, and I felt the warmth of his hand take hold of my hair. Lucas continued to pet my head hesitantly. I couldn't lie—I liked the way he was touching me, so I continued my journey south, leaving behind a trail of bites all along his chest and abdomen.