Page 25 of Pretty Puppy

This time, Ash tugged the hem of the tee upward at a languid pace, lazily circling his hips as he did. Once he had the shirt up and over his head, he tossed it aside, holding Lee’s gaze as he did. Lee let out a small moan when Ash touched his own nipples, flicking and pinching them while biting his lower lip.

“On the bed.”

Lee’s voice had dropped in register and Ash wondered if he could get away with tasting Daddy’s cock after all.

He climbed onto the mattress, shirtless, still wearing his jeans. But he crawled toward the head of the bed with his ass facing Lee, hips swinging.

“Shoes off before you do another thing.”

Following Lee’s commands was something Ash had missed more than he realized. When he recalled being with Lee, he always remembered Lee’s kind eyes, his strength, his smell—how he would gaze at Ash as if he were the most precious thing on Earth. But now it was coming back, the other attributes of Lee that had enraptured him.

Once he’d removed his shoes and socks, he lay on his back, knees bent. Lee came to the side of the bed, his cock now exposed as Lee stroked himself above the waistband of his briefs.

“Keep going. Nice and easy, get your pants off then start playing with yourself.”

Ash’s breath hitched. After how naughty he’d been, Lee was actually going to let him come by his own hand? The world must have tipped on its axis.

After lazily sliding down his jeans and kicking them free, he spent extra time teasing both himself and Lee with the removal of his own briefs. He alternated between cupping himself beneath the snug, cotton fabric and stretching the elastic waistband releasing it to snap against his skin. A tiny bite of pain, then a moan of pleasure from them both.

“That’s enough. I want to come before I spank you.”

Ash was pulled from his lust-addled haze.Oh, that. He’d forgotten about the fact that he was supposed to be getting punished. Ash stuck his thumbs beneath the waistband then slowly peeled off his briefs. As soon as he tossed them aside, he spit in his palm and proceeded to stroke his dick in time with Lee.

They held each other’s eyes, Ash sawing his hips as he pumped his cock into the tunnel of his fist. His nuts tightened, hugging his body. Only a few more strokes and—

Daddy grabbed his wrist. “No. You don’t get to come. Clasp your hands behind your head and watch me.”

This was beyond cruel. Totally deserved, but still, brutal.

Ash’s cock jumped and twitched, aching for the sensation of touch, but all Ash could do was take in the glorious sight of Lee, his Daddy, as he chased his orgasm. The flush of red crawling up his muscular chest, then continuing up his throat and into his cheeks. His large fingers wrapped around his glorious cock, twisting and stroking his length with vigor. The way his features changed from a calm ecstasy to a grimace of pleasure.

Lee cried out, his climax seeming to slam into him as he shot several spurts of cum in succession, his shouts becoming low groans as he squeezed out the last of his release.

Ash licked his lips.Such a waste.

Lee gazed at him through hooded eyes. “Not tonight, pup. Maybe not tomorrow, either. We’ll have to see.”

Ash knew Daddy was right, but that didn’t mean he had to like it.

“I’ll be right back.” Lee pointed at him. “Stay where you are andnotouching.”

Determined to stick to his plan of proving to Lee how obedient and trustworthy he was, Ash kept his hands clasped behind his head. He’d handcuff himself if necessary—although he doubted Lee would approve of that either.

When Lee returned from the en suite bathroom, he was in a blue satin robe and carrying one of Ash’s smaller, graduating butt plugs and another item Ash couldn’t quite make out. Lee positioned himself on the edge of the mattress, laying the objects he had with him on the opposite side from where Ash was.

Lee patted his thighs. “Come on. Let’s get your punishment out of the way.” As Ash scooted closer to obey his Daddy, Lee placed hand on Ash’s arm. “You do know this is a punishment spanking, right?”

“Yes, Daddy. And I’m totally onboard with it.”

“Your safeword again?”

“Chew toy.”

Lee booped him on the nose. “No trying to impress me or going past your limits because you’re punishing yourself. That’s up to me, not you. Got it?”

Ash swallowed past a lump in his throat. “Yes, Daddy. I promise.”

Once Ash had settled face down on Daddy’s lap, because Lee was all Daddy and nothing else to him at the moment, he let go of all his tension. Even the threat of a punishment spanking, something he’d rarely experienced, didn’t cause him any anxiety.

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