Special Handling (manxman)

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Benji’s POV

The feel of lips gently moving over my neck and nibbling down my shoulder woke me the next morning.  I was laying on my side with a warm body spooned against my back.  A wet tongue tickled behind my ear, but I resisted letting out any kind of embarrassing sound.

“Theo James? Is that you?” I murmured, only to get a bite in response. “Ow!”

He soothed the bite with a few licks and a sensual kiss. He wants more after last night?  I rolled towards Ajax and moaned at the soreness I felt all over my body.

“Who is Theo James?” he asked. His morning voice was low and gravelly and incredibly sexy.

“Divergent?”  He looked at me blankly.  “Do you live under a rock?”

“No,” he chuckled, “under a desk loaded with too much work.” He leaned down and continued his slow exploration of my neck with his mouth.  I closed my eyes and just let myself enjoy the tingles that each touch sent shooting from one nerve ending to the next.  I didn’t have a lot of experience with Doms, I mean, Ajax was the first one I was ever intimate with, but I had never expected him to be so…romantic? Sensual? Loving?  All these words that I didn’t think would be connected with my Dom.

Was I disappointed?  Hell no!  My only reservation about becoming a sub was the fear that I would miss that sense of romance I had very small tastes of with past boyfriends.  I mean, I knew some Dom/sub relationships were very affectionate, but that often took years to find.

The flip side was that I knew I couldn’t get too attached.  If I let myself fall for Ajax and then we parted ways at the end of the contract, I would be devastated.

“Benji?”  His mouth was moving down my collar bone with more tiny nibbles and teeth gently scraping along my skin.

“Mmm”

“Are you sore?”

“No, not at all,” I lied.  Big. Fat. Lie. But he was making me feel so good and my little man was waking up and not so little anymore.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Sir...Oh god! Do that again,” I moaned after he bit down on one of my nipples lifting his mouth slightly before letting it go.  Ajax had moved over me, I spread my legs as he nestled in between, his hips resting snugly on top of mine.  I could feel his Mr. Happy becoming Mr. Ecstatic as it poked his playmate, and I felt myself filling up even further.

I have to admit, I love morning sex.  I love waking up to my body being caressed and adored.  My heart already beating quickly in anticipation, an erection well under way, my partner’s hard shaft pressing into me.  I just can’t imagine a better way to wake up; the only thing coming close would be French toast in bed.  But passions over rations any day!

Any signs of my aforementioned soreness were gone as blood flowed through my loins and all I could think about was how good it would feel to be filled with Ajax again.  How much I wanted to feel this way for a very long time.  I would never get tired of this feeling.  I had never felt this about anyone before, not just the neediness his body elicited from mine, but just being with him.

His mouth, which had been travelling all over my chest, teasing both nipples, tasting me, nuzzling into my softer parts, suddenly was in front of my face and descended quickly, capturing my lips in a deep, passionate kiss.  Any thoughts of morning breath scattered like goldenrod on the wind, he tasted as enticing as he always did.