The Gift by V.S. Morgan

Author:V.S. Morgan [Morgan, V.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A 1Night Stand GLBT Story
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Published: 2012-05-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

As Rafael led him into the luxurious bedroom, Wyatt eyed the mahogany furnishings and pale peach colored walls. Wow, tropical elegance at its finest. The focal point of the room was a large bed covered by a plastic sheet with a towel spread on top.

“Lay on your stomach on the towel.”

He complied, spreading his legs wide and tilting his butt up.

“Very nice, querido, but I’m not going to fuck you right now.”

It took everything in him not to yell, “Why the hell not?” But he did not have control in the bedroom. He grunted. He ached to be fucked.

“Take heart, my discouraged sub. I think you’re going to enjoy this.”

He sniffed loudly, and Rafael slapped his still burning butt. “No brattiness.”

“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.” Shivering at the dark tone.

He lowered his ass and rested his head on his folded arms. There was a rustling of cloth before the bed dipped beside him. First, Rafael applied a cooling salve to his butt and upper thighs. Wyatt gave a contented sigh. God, he loved the smell of aloe. Then Rafael straddled his thighs and began rubbing oil over his shoulders and back. The hairs of the Dom’s bare legs tickled as they brushed over his hypersensitive skin.

He moaned. Oh, God. Strong hands ferretted out knots that he hadn’t even known existed and Rafael’s erection prodded his ass, at times teasing along his crack. He tipped up, seeking more contact, but Rafael climbed off him. He groaned in disappointment, but fingers grazed his balls and kneaded his inner thighs. Oh God, more. I need him so much. Rafael made his way down to his ankles. “Turn over.”

He flipped onto his back, and Rafael began rubbing his feet. His slick thumbs dug in deep, and Wyatt’s eyes rolled back in his head. Shit, so good. I haven’t had a massage since…ever. His heart constricted at the tender care, bringing to the surface just how much he truly loved this man. “Oh, Sir.”

“Like that, do you?”

He hummed in agreement.

Finished massaging his feet, Rafael moved up his legs, bypassing his dick to rub his stomach and chest. It was all he could do not to writhe in pleasure. He fisted his hands at his sides.

Rafael leaned back, eyeing him, tapping his chin. “I appear to have missed a spot.”

Rafael smiled with an unholy gleam in his eyes at his whimpered response. God, only he could make Wyatt want to laugh and cry at the same time. How could Wyatt have thought any other would have worked tonight? Madame Eve had saved his hide big time. If only they had more than one night.

Rafael reached down and oiled up Wyatt’s dick and balls, making him shake with need, then wiped his hands and produced some red silk scarves from the bedside table drawer. He secured Wyatt’s wrists to the headboard with two and blindfolded him. His breath hitched at the loss of vision. Tied and blind, he was completely vulnerable. He quivered with the realization that he had someone he could trust with his very life.

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