Page 30 of One Night With The Nanny

And, good Lord, Max had never seen anything more arresting as Reid gasped and swore above him. His lips were pulled into a determined snarl and he was riding Max’s face like he hated him. But Reid was just as riveted as Max, just as addicted to the searing connection and intense passion that flared between them every time they touched.

“That’s it, Will. Relax your throat and take all of it,” Reid ground out, forcing his cock deeper as he slowly pressed Max’s face against his pelvis. Max’s throat and his eyes burned as tears spilled down his cheeks, but he focused on breathing through his nose and opening as wide as he could. “Such a good boy.”

Heat swelled in Max’s core and his erection leaped at the praise. “Mmm!” he whimpered around Reid, yearning for more.

“Fuck, you’re so good, Will, but you’re getting me too hot,” Reid said with a regretful sigh. He slowly withdrew, letting the saliva drip all over Max’s chin before lowering. “So good,” he whispered softly as he licked the tears off Max’s cheeks and sucked on his chin. A hand gripped Max’s asscheek, giving it a firm squeeze and an appreciative pat. “I want to ride you until you unload that shotgun. Then, I’d like to see how loud I can make you scream, if you feel like bottoming tonight,” Reid murmured, his fingers trailing along the cleft of Max’s ass and making him shiver.

“Yes, please!” Max nodded jerkily, causing Reid to draw back.

“Tell me, why are you so content to submit to…everyone, Will? For a man who should be accustomed to getting whatever he wants, you let everyone in your life walk all over you. What’s that about?”

That was something that Max had often wondered as well. His father had been short-tempered and domineering, at times tyrannical. Max was glad he hadn’t inherited his father’s temperament, but just a smidge of his backbone would have been helpful. “I don’t know,” Max said, licking his lips nervously as he stared up at Reid. “I suppose I want people to be…pleased with me. But I don’t know if I’ve ever pleased a single soul in my life,” he admitted.

Reid’s head tipped sideways and his brow furrowed. “What do you mean? You’ve pleased me.”

There was a burst of warmth in Max’s chest and he felt like laughing, he was so delighted. He waited until he could trust his voice to be even. “Have I?” he asked, pretending to be dubious.

“A few times,” Reid said, settling over Max. He braced his hands on the bed, outside of Max’s shoulders and there was no escaping. Reid’s eyes flickered and narrowed as he assessed and considered. “As far as I can tell, you’re a kind, intelligent, and thoughtful man. I’m sure you’ve pleased lots of people,” he argued, but Max shook his head.

“I didn’t really know my mother. But she never seemed pleased with me, or anything in general, really. And my father certainly didn’t have a very high opinion of me until I had attended university and became an officer,” he said.

“You were an officer?” Reid asked, making Max nodded.

“Military service is compulsory in Austria and it’s a tradition for members of the royal family to serve. And it isn’t hard to get promoted when you have a title,” he said with a hard grimace. “I enjoyed serving my country, it was some of the most fulfilling work I’ve ever done. But I was never comfortable with the preferential treatment there, and I will never know how many of the awards and promotions I got were truly deserved.”

“Because you could never tell if they were actually pleased with you or if they were kissing your ass because you’re a prince?” Reid offered.

“That might have had something to do with it,” Max conceded. “At least I knew when I was failing with Ella and the girls. They’ve never sugar-coated anything for me.”

“Oh,” Reid said heavily, his frown growing more severe.

Max wished his hands were untied, he suddenly felt too naked and vulnerable. “What?” he asked warily, not liking Reid’s heavy sigh or the sad shake of his head.

“Is there a chance that this need to ‘please’ others is born out of a desire…to be loved? Have you ever felt like you were loved?” Reid asked gently, but he knocked the wind right out of Max.

“Perhaps a safe word isn’t a bad idea,” he said hoarsely, his eyes burning as his vision blurred.

“Alright. Enough of that,” Reid agreed and gave Max’s chest a soothing pat. “Time to ride.”

“Thank goodness.”

“And just to be safe…” Reid shimmied out of the jockstrap and stuffed it in Max’s mouth. “Don’t forget to kick if you want me to stop.”

Max shook his head frantically. Screaming around Reid’s slutty pink jockstrap sounded like a beautiful way to die. There was an appreciative groan from Reid as the tip of his tongue swirled around Max’s nipple, making it pucker as goosebumps spread across his chest and down his arms.

“Why do you have to be so hot and dirty and submissive?” Reid nibbled and tugged on Max’s nipple with the tips of his teeth. The sting made Max’s cock throb and he moaned in delight as Reid bit hard, then sucked. He was ruthless as he made his way down Max’s body, biting, sucking, scratching, clawing… There would be marks and Max would treasure every one of them. “Fuck… The way you taste, Will.”

Reid lapped at the head of Max’s erection before swallowing every inch. He moaned ecstatically as his head bobbed and Max understood why he’d been gagged. He wanted to sing and beg Reid to be his forever and ever. Reid was so beautiful, naked, his skin slick with sweat, and his lips stretched around Max’s shaft. Incredible pleasure swirled in Max’s core and he moaned in warning when his eyes rolled and his feet curled.

“That’s a good boy,” Reid crooned after he raised his head, giving the base of Max’s cock a twisting squeeze. He slowly coated Max’s length with lube, and then Reid took his time mounting him. Max regretted offering his tie, he wanted his hands free so he could touch and explore and urge Reid on. If he gave his wrists a firm enough tug, the knots would probably give, but Max promised himself he’d have a chance later.

His obedience was rewarded when Reid turned around and scooted backward. Tears of joy filled Max’s eyes as Reid reached behind him and fingered his hole, getting it slick. Then, he guided the head of Max’s cock as he sat back. Reid swiveled his hips and rocked gently until his ass rested against Max’s pelvis. He held onto Max’s knees as he began to bounce and that was it.

Max was ruined and no fantasy would ever compare to being tied down and gagged with a jockstrap while Reid rode him like an angry cowgirl.

“You feel so good, Will,” he panted, leaning forward and planting his hands on the bed as his ass bounced faster and faster, slapping harder and harder against Max’s groin. “So fucking good, Will. I want you to come so deep inside my ass, I want to be able to fucking taste it.”

That was when Max started screaming.

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