Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Finley
It was heaven to sleep in Aidan’s bed. He held me tightly. Sometimes he would get sweaty and pull away, but when I snuggled up to him again, he would sigh and wrap his arms around me. I didn’t care if I got his sweat on me. I loved every part of him.
When my phone buzzed, telling me it was time to get out of bed, I was surprised when Aidan went with me into the bathroom. He usually waited until I went downstairs to cook before he got into the shower.
He let me help him pee, then told me to wait and disappeared into his large walk-in closet. “I got something for you,” he said as he walked out. He held open his hand, and I gasped.
“A cock cage?” My brows knitted together.
“Yes. Is that a hard limit for you?”
I thought for about one point two seconds before shaking my head. Hell no, it wasn’t a hard limit. It was… “It’s kind of hot, knowing I’ll be caged for you. Wearing that when no one will know.”
His lips pulled into a grin that made me weak in the knees. “I thought so as well.”
“It’s not going to fit right now.” I pointed to my erection. I felt like I was always hard in Aidan’s presence.
“Oh, to be young again,” he teased.
“You don’t seem to have a problem getting there either, and how could I not be when you always turn me on?”
He chuckled playfully, before his hand shot out and he grabbed my balls.
“Holy fuck,” leaped out of my mouth. I hadn’t been expecting the tight fist that squeezed around my sac. But then my eyes rolled back at the look of power and torment to come in his eyes, and my skin began to prickle with the best kind of heat. Ugh. God, I always wanted him, loved to hurt for him.
Aidan used his other hand to grab my nipple and twist, making a sharp panting sound escape me. “Such language from that sweet mouth of yours.”
“Oh God…I just…didn’t expect it. You hurt me so good.”
Something flashed in his eyes that I couldn’t decipher, but then he leaned in and kissed me. Aidan’s tongue swept my mouth, possessed it, until I had to hold on to the counter so I didn’t fall. Aidan’s kisses were the best, and I loved when he gave them to me.
“There we go.” He let go of me, and my dick was, in fact, soft. “Problem solved.” Aidan winked, and this giddy sort of excitement rushed through me. This was one of my favorite Aidans—the one who let go and was playful. But I loved the tormenting Aidan too, which was what he turned into next as he knelt, put a plastic ring around my balls, and then fit the cock cage on me.
“How long do I have to wear it?” I asked when he stood. I looked down at myself, at my dick tucked away and unable to get hard unless Aidan allowed it.
“As long as I want you to.”
I nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
“Now, you’re going to wear it at least all day. Every time you feel it there, I want you to remember who owns you. I want you to think about the fact that you’re caged because it’s what I want, and to wonder what others around you would think if they knew. It will be our dirty little secret.”
“Oh God, that’s so hot.”
He shook his head, but a smile teased the right side of his mouth. “Focus, boy.”
“It’s hard.”
“And you’re not.”
“That was bad…like such a bad joke.” But it was also the best joke because he made it, showing that side of himself to me.
“Eh, I’m an old man. My jokes aren’t the best. We’re getting off track here. You’re going to wear that because I want you to and because you’re mine. You’re also going to have your cock caged when you speak to that boy today. You’ll make sure he knows you have a partner, but let him know that playing with others is something we’re considering.”
Heat flared in my cheeks as my thoughts warred with each other. I wanted to tell him no, that I didn’t want or need anyone other than him. But I also liked the idea of…feeling wanted by two men? Having them both? Knowing what it was like to be with someone other than Aidan? That didn’t mean he wasn’t enough for me or that I didn’t love him, but it was a fantasy.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Make plans with him to study and hang out. You can do it here or somewhere else, and while you do this, remember that you’re only doing it because I allow it. Remember who owns you, Finley.”
“You,” I whispered. “Always you.”
“Always is a very long time. And one more thing—the party. We have time for that one, so it’s something we will think about and discuss again. If not that party, we can go to another.”