Page 295 of The Protective Gryphen

Oh, he had all the power, and he knew it. Gryphen was addicted to being ball’s deep in his ass, and spanking him. There was no doubt who was getting the better deal.

HIM.

“If I want you to blow me at the dinner table, Ian, as long as we’re alone, you’ll do it. If you want me to take you in your office at work, you just have to find me. I love our kink, and I want to always feel that. It’s freed us both.”

He agreed.

“I would like to try a few new things.”

“Like?” Gryphen asked.

He told the man his secret fantasy.

“I’d like to go to the city when we’re back, and get a really nice hotel room.”

He waited.

So far, this wasn’t that kinky.

“And?”

“You know, the ones with the windows all around it?” he asked.

“Like in New York?”

He nodded.

“Okay, and?”

“I want you to fuck me in front of those windows. I want to know that people can watch you take me, bend me over, spank me, and make me kneel for you.”

Gryphen sighed.

Ian really thought he’d crossed a line, and he was embarrassed that he’d told him a fantasy and got this reaction.

When he got up, Ian watched him.

Then, Gryphen knelt, clasped his hands, and started praying.

“Dear God, I know I don’t pray often, but this was one of those occasions. Whatever the hell I did, in the last thirty-four years that got me this lucky by you sending me a sexy nympho who gets my kink…thank you. I promise to go to mass when I’m back with Addison so I can repent for the fuckery that I’m about to do. I’m sorry that I’m also going to cross some lines tonight, and I need you to understand that you made me this way. Had you wanted me to be good, why did you have to go and make his ass so perfect? Amen.”

When he opened his eyes, Ian was so amused he had tears as he laughed.

Gryphen got back on the bed.

“Okay, continued,” Gryphen said, like he hadn’t just done something so ridiculous.

“I thought you were turned off by that and I pushed you too far.”

He snorted.

“Ian, if you think I haven’t pictured you pressed to a glass window while I take your ass…you’ve not given me credit for my perversion. Why do you think I carried you naked past Graham? I wanted him to see that you’re mine. You were tied up and naked over my shoulder. That’s pretty much a sign to the world that I’m the one in charge and you’re my…”

When he paused, Ian was worried.

“What?”

“I don’t have a word for it without coming across crass or me being a horrible human being.”

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