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I nodded, licked my lips, and drifted over to the side table. My legs felt like jelly.
“Don’t take your time,” Garret ordered, but not in a condescending tone, more of a firm coaxing.
I plucked a condom from the drawer and brought it back to him, hoping that he couldn’t see my quivering hands. I was excited, but I was also nervous. I was fighting two sides of myself, the side who wanted to dominate and the side who wanted to submissively please Garret.
“You know what to do.” Garret eyed me and nudged his chin in the direction of the condom in my hand.
“Right.” I nodded and unwrapped the condom, carefully sheathing it on his cock while he groaned with pleasure.
“It already feels so amazing,” he grinned.
I smiled. “Good.”
At least I was doing something right.
“Now, go over to the bed,” Garret commanded.
I did as I was told, stopping right in front of it.
“Get on then,” Garret said and pointed to the circular mattress.
I nodded. I was still trying to ease myself into this, not knowing exactly what Garret wanted. In some ways, I found it challenging, in other ways, I found it easy for him to steer me in the right direction, or at least where he wanted me to go.
I climbed onto the bed and Garret smacked my ass cheeks and gripped them sturdily in each palm. He bared his teeth and gave an animalistic grunt of pleasure.
“Has anyone ever told you that you have the most amazing ass?” He grinned.
I chuckled. “Not lately, not until just now.”
“Well, get used to it,” he said and gave it another hard, little smack.
I grimaced but didn’t flinch in obvious pain.
“I love to leave my mark on my men,” Garret declared proudly. He took my chin and gently moved it to an angle where I could see my backside in one of the mirrors. “See?”
I nodded, swallowing hard as I assessed the red handprint imprinted on my ass cheek. It stung, but I didn’t want to tell Garret because he might be compelled to do it again.
“Face the mirror,” he ordered and climbed practically on top of me.
He had a deviously handsome grin.
He began brushing his fingers through my hair, gently at first and then more aggressively after several seconds. He yanked a fist full and tugged on it lightly.
“I don’t want to hurt you, but you’ve been a naughty boy,” he drawled with a sexy pout.
“Okay,” I said and nodded.
“I want you to relax,” he instructed, giving me a lecturing look in the mirror.
I took a deep breath to gear myself up for what might be coming next. “I can do that.”
“You better do it,” he crooned. “Because I told you to.”
It was strange, not being the one in control but I did my best to embrace it. Garret had already told me I was making progress. I just wanted to have fun. In the end, that was my ultimate goal to both please him and relish in some pleasure myself.
I was still hard as a rock and blood pounded through my throbbing erection.
Garret reached his hand around my waist and pushed it between my legs. He grabbed my cock in his hand and began vigorously stroking it up and down.
