Page 103 of The Heir


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“Contract?”

“To live the lifestyle. You, the Dom, me, the submissive.”

“Oh. Well, write it up. When we’re in bed, I sure as fuck will dominate you, and if we decide, later on, to take it further, okay. If not, just…be patient with me.”

Sel threw his arms around Indio’s neck and kissed him. “I thought you were taking me out here to break up with me. Not that we’re…”

Indio took a fistful of his hair and yanked, bringing his head back. “Just because I don’t like labels, that doesn’t mean I have any fucking intention of sharing you. I don’t share. Ever. Not even for anyone to look at you. You get that?”

A smile broke on his face as he grunted, “Got it.”

Indio let go of his hair and in true Sel fashion, he righted his head and demanded, “You too! I’m not sharing that dick, like ever! I will literally cut it off.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” he purred before he set his lips to Indio and his hand snaked between them to punctuate the threat with a gentle squeeze to his groin.

As they were still kissing, Indio scooped Sel up into his arms and then lay him on the ground. “Wiggle out of those pants. I think I need to fuck you right now.”

“You think? Don’t you know for sure?”

Indio growled from deep in his chest and then he laughed. “You can’t shut up, like ever, can you?”

“When it comes to you, I have such an urge to piss you off. I think it’s the hate sex.”

“Oh, sure, sure. Must be. Then, please, go ahead and piss me off, because I love hate-fucking you.”

Sel straightened his back as he sat up. “Well, why not get to it then? I’m getting very bored down here and there you are, with your pants on.”

“You still have yours on!”

“Oh! Right.”

“Get ‘em off while I go fetch the shit from the bike. I better see you naked when I get back.”

He saluted like a smartass and Indio had to laugh as he got back to his bike. Once he grabbed the condoms from the bag, he slowly made his way back to Sel, giving him enough time to comply.

For all his scheming to get Indio to be his Dom, he certainly wasn’t very obedient. Indio could change that. Sel would be begging to obey once Indio got finished with him.

Sel was naked, completely, and squirming on the ground. “This is very itchy.”

“Oh yeah?”

Sel smiled as his eyes rolled hard. “And you don’t really care.”

“Not even a little bit.”

Indio got the two small packages of lube from his wallet, got on the condom after taking his dick from his pants, letting Sel watch all of it.

“Stay still. I’m not gonna chase you to get my dick in.”

“There are pine needles poking me!”

“That’s not the only thing that’s gonna be poking you.”

More laughter as he yelled, “You’re such a dick!”

Indio got on his knees, feeling the needles poking through his jeans, and just knowing how they’d feel on bare skin made him smile. “If I had some ink, I’d put it all over where the pine needles poked you. That way, you’d never forget this.”

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