Page 292 of The Protective Gryphen

“I mean whenever I need it, Ian. If I come home, and want to fuck you on the counter, I have the final say in it. If I want to pull off the road and take you in the back seat, it’s whatever I crave. If you want me to push you past your limits, I can’t do that if you say no.”

He understood.

“My sex slave won’t say no to me no matter the fear, worry, or exhaustion. You wanted this.”

He absolutely did.

“Bend me over, and take my ass. I agree to that, Gryphen. If you think I’m going to say no to you and your magnificent cock….you’re nuts.”

He laughed, and felt better about his list. Ian wasn’t horrified by his needs.

Yeah, this man was a unicorn. There would never be anyone like this again.

It was nice to know that he didn’t go too far, and maybe, just maybe, he wouldn’t scare the man away.

“What is next?” Ian asked, curiously.

He told him.

“In bed, you shall refer to me as my Lord, and you will be Mr. Patterson, when we are feeling particularly spicy and kinky. Like today in the car, and at the pub. They will be our proper titles. Like you already said, once those names are brought out, that’s the roles we play.”

Ian grinned.

“Please tell me there’s more because I love calling you ‘My Lord’. It gets me so wild.”

Ian took Gryphen’s hand, and put it over his erection. The man wasn’t lying. He was rock hard.

It was crazy how this worked for them.

Gryphen continued.

“When we’re alone, and you’re in the mood for me to take care of any of your sexual needs, all you have to do is address me like that, and the switch will be flipped.”

“I agree to those terms.”

He continued.

“This is where we both had this one, but I have something more to add to it. We will have date night monthly. Whether in or out, you will be commando under your pants in case I want easy access to your body. So, the day we have it planned, if you have work…”

Ian licked his lips.

“All day?” he asked.

He nodded.

“All day, Mr. Patterson. I like knowing that you’re naked for me under your clothes, and I like the idea that you’ll rub all day, and think about me.”

He nodded, already thinking about it.

Someone was damn good at this.

“I agree to that term, my Lord. I’ll go a step further and let you pick out my things for our date. That way, you can have full control of what I wear on our date.”

Oh, Jesus.

Now, Gryphen was turned on just thinking about it. This was going to kill them both. This was feeding that dominancy.

“Is that what you want?” Gryphen asked.

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