Awakening by Haimowitz Rachel & Grant Cat

Author:Haimowitz, Rachel & Grant, Cat [Haimowitz, Rachel & Grant, Cat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Adult, Gay
Goodreads: 13519467
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2012-06-11T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

onathan woke with morning wood so stiff it hurt and a wickedly delicious idea in his head. First things first, though—Brandon was still sleeping, and he could think of no more pleasurable way to wake the man than to spoon up behind him and press his spit-lubed cock into his hole.

Brandon woke with a lurch, stiffening momentarily before relaxing on a moan, half pleasure, half pain, as Jonathan worked his way in without prep and began to rock. He didn’t touch Brandon’s cock, just sated his own, though it was clear from Brandon’s noises and the way he pressed back to meet Jonathan’s thrusts that he was enjoying himself plenty.

Jonathan came too quickly for his tastes—although he’d been so worked up upon waking he hadn’t really expected to last—and then rolled out of bed and reached for the cock-sized silicone plug on the bedside table. “Up,” he said, waiting for Brandon—still sleep-heavy and hazed with lust and clearly not very coordinated yet—to obey before he bent him over and shoved the plug inside him. No need for lube, since he’d just deposited a generous load of spunk up Brandon’s hole. Still, Brandon grunted as the plug slid home, then straightened up with a groan.

“Wouldn’t want you to forget who you belong to while you’re out there working today,” Jonathan said. It came out sounding like much more of a tease than it actually was; for a little while yesterday, fully dressed for safety and laying a foundation, Brandon had . . . regressed.

Dropped two more dol ars in the swear jar. Forgotten to address Jonathan properly on three separate occasions. Said, “In a minute, just finishing something up,” when Jonathan had ordered him in for supper. Then fidgeted all through the meal, broke position twice, and spoke out of turn to insist he hated peas and would Jonathan

please stop trying to feed them to him. It’d taken eight strong whacks with a cane and Jonathan’s cock down his throat for dessert to bring Brandon back into a proper headspace.

On second thought . . . Jonathan pushed Brandon back to the bed, pulled the plug out, and replaced it with one half an inch wider.

He had to give it a good hard shove, and Brandon gasped. Delicious.

Jonathan’s cock tried to stir back to life at the noise.

“Um, Jonathan . . . ?”

How adorable, that sweet, tentative way he asked for permission to speak. “Go ahead.”

“You do realize I have to handle power tools today, right?”

“That’s why I didn’t use the vibrating plug.” He waited a moment for that to sink in, then slapped Brandon on the ass. Another gasp, much louder than the last—those cane stripes were still absolutely livid. Even if Brandon did somehow grow accustomed to the plug, the constant scrape of denim over raw welts would keep him grounded.

“Get dressed—no underwear today—and get to work. I expect you to earn your breakfast this morning.”

Jonathan looked up from his email for the hundredth time.

Brandon at work was endlessly

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