Season's Beatings: A Steamy Gay Holiday Short by L.A. Witt

Season's Beatings: A Steamy Gay Holiday Short by L.A. Witt

Author:L.A. Witt [Witt, L.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781642301014
Published: 2020-12-07T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 4

When I finally got out of the tub, my limbs were still achy and my back still hurt, but I felt a million times better than I had an hour ago. The water he’d told me to drink, not to mention the spiked hot chocolate, had helped a lot too. I felt like I wouldn’t just get through tonight—I’d actually stay upright and awake, and maybe even enjoy myself. All the stress had rolled off my back, and the pain was a fraction of what it had been earlier.

Trust Austin to know exactly what I needed, when I needed it.

I dried off and hung up my towel. Without bothering to put anything on, I walked into the bedroom, and—

I stopped dead.

Standing at the foot of the bed, Austin grinned at me. And he was turning a flogger over between his fingers.

“What’s…” I swallowed. “What’s this?”

“Well…” He came closer, the grin still firmly in place. “If you’re not too tired for it, I was thinking that since we had the evening to ourselves…” He let the flogger’s soft tails drift over my quickly-growing erection. “That I could help you relax from your long week.”

My knees wobbled. “Oh.”

“Do you think you can handle this tonight?”

I glanced at the flogger in his hand. If he’d have asked me an hour ago, I’d have apologetically said the mind was willing but the body was weak. After taking some time to relax and recharge, though? I met his gaze, and I nodded. “Yeah.”

The grin broadened, making me hot all over. “So if I said I wanted to flog you”—he let the tails drift over my hard-on again—“and then fuck you, you’d be game?”

I was nodding vigorously before he’d even finished. “Yes. Yes, please.”

Still caressing my dick with the soft tails, he touched my face and lifted his chin to kiss me. “You’re not too tired or sore?”

I thought I was. A few minutes ago, definitely. But looking in his eyes and feeling my body respond to his—fuck tired and sore. I wanted him, and I wanted to submit to him, because oh my God, it had been ages since I’d been on my knees.

“I’m not too tired or sore,” I whispered. “I want this.”

He searched my eyes a moment longer.

Then, with a sly grin, he nodded downward, and I knelt without a second thought. The ache of holiday hours still burned in my knees, but the coarse, familiar bite of the carpet into my skin sent a shiver through me. A shiver, and also a surge of energy, like a strong second wind. As wrung out and fatigued as I was, this return to the best part of normal made me feel like I could move mountains. And like I could lie down right here at his feet and go to sleep.

Austin crouched in front of me. Cupping my chin, he lifted my face so we were looking in each other’s eyes. He was every inch my Dom just then, his expression hard but loving.



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