Page 29 of Say Uncle

“It’s what are you doing, sir,” I corrected. “Maybe you need to spend a little time with the rope, one-on-one, so you learn how to treat it with more respect.”

“It’s scratching my skin,” he complained, testing his binds.

“Tough shit.”

“But…”

“Tough shit,” I repeated. “Go downstairs and kneel next to my bed. Don’t touch anything, for God’s sake,” I bit out, “and don’t touch yourself either,” I emphasized, remembering how hard he was last time he kneeled for me.

“Yes, sir.”

Thirty minutes later, I checked on him. He was kneeling, like a good boy, with his eyes closed, hands resting on his thighs.

I crouched down in front of him. “I like this, the way you kneel for me so perfectly.” I stroked my hand down his thigh, and sure enough, his dick began to thicken before my eyes, straining at the fabric of his shorts. “You look so good like this, obedient and willing. Just imagine if you were…”

Naked.Naked and hard, with the tip of your cock dripping for me.

“If I were what, sir?” he asked.

You know what.“There are so many things I want to teach you.”

“I want to learn.”

Damn, his voice sounded breathy. He really was turned on. “I don’t think you’re ready for the kind of things I want to teach you.”

Mattie swallowed nervously, but he bravely met my eyes. “I won’t know unless I try. I agreed to be your apprentice for the summer, but I don’t want to learn about fishing and tying knots. I want to learn what you really have to teach me. About becoming a man.”

“You agreed to be my apprentice? Agreed is a strong word. More likeropedinto it,” I teased, stressing the word roped. I began to untie his wrists.

“I think I’m ready.”

“Youthink?” Without realizing it, I leaned in closer, close enough to feel his breath puff across my lips.

“Iknow,” he amended.

“We’ll see about that.” He flexed his wrists, rubbing at the chafed skin, and I brought his hands to my lips, pressing a soft kiss over the pulse point in each wrist. Mattie gasped, and when I looked up, his lips were parted. The perfect invitation.

“Thank you for kneeling for me so beautifully. Thank you for your obedience. The next time I give you a job, I hope you remember this lesson.”

“Maybe if you kiss me, I’ll be sure not to forget,” he said boldly, licking his lips.

Fuck, but I wanted to taste his kiss so badly.Taking hold of his jaw, I rubbed my thumb across his chin. “Are you scheming again, brat?”

“No, sir,” he breathed.

Just one kiss, Sam. Just once.Softly, my lips brushed over his, but on my second pass, his tongue snaked out to lick my lips. I sucked it into my mouth, taking long pulls on it, as if I were sucking his cock. Mattie moaned. What I wouldn’t give to hear him moan like that while riding my cock. He slanted his lips against mine, fitting together perfectly, our tongues dancing together in the wet heat of my mouth. Grabbing his hips, I tugged him over my lap. He pushed his cock against mine, grinding on me. The friction made me almost desperate to tear his clothes off. Mattie broke the kiss in order to pull his cock out, and I dragged a deep breath into my lungs, letting it clear some of the fog from my brain.

“Mattie, stop.”

“But…”

“Not like this, not right now. It was just a kiss.”

“Just a kiss?” he asked angrily.

There he was, my Mattie-boy, my brat.

“Let that be your next lesson.”

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