Page 62 of Blood Ties
"See you Sunday then." Joey turns back around to order another drink and Carlos waves me off before joining him.
I walk through the back doors, leading to the elevators. I close my eyes, imagining Marcus and me dancing as the elevator goes down, swaying my hips to distract me from the fear of being up high in a moving metal box."Imagine me being there, keeping you steady when youforget how to do it yourself."
While Marcus is calmer and less anxious hanging in the air, I’m steadier on the ground. Relief sinks in when there's a loud ding and the doors pull apart. I enter the basement and nod in Germo's direction. "You can go back upstairs now."
Setting the scissors down on a nearby table, he heads in the direction of the elevators. We still aren't the best of friends, but at least we can both agree on one thing, Marcus's happiness.
I step inside the cellar, turning on the light. "How are you today, mi amor?"
Marcus smiles, restrained in the air with a blindfold over his eyes. "What took you so long?"
"I got held up, but I'm here now, precious. I'd never leave you hanging for too long."
He huffs, wiggling against the ropes. "You can stop with the puns."
"What, don't you want me to twine and dine you?"
He grunts. "Don't make me beg."
"You like it though, probably more than me." I stroke his cheek softly with the bed of my thumb. "I'd rather give you what you want than knot." I tug on one of the loops holding his leg and thigh together, earning me a groan. "Are you feeling better this afternoon, Mi conejito?"
His chest rises and falls steadily. "Yes. Much better than this morning."
Satisfaction settles inside me when his body appears less tense than before as he hangs in suspension in front of me. He’s safely secured with pink nylon wrapped around his legs and arms, putting him in an upright position with Hemp being used for his chest line. The intimacy we gain from the exchange is my favorite part. When he allows me to explore his body, tie him up, and hands over complete trust, we are brought closer together, connecting in ways we never have before. It's taken us a long time to get here. For the trust to form. It's so beautiful when he's able to let go and give me power over his body so he can receive it.
I loop my fingers around the rope around the front of his body to pull him close to me and then push him back. He moans, wiggling against himself. I do it again, pushing him further away this time. I let him swing back and forth a few times before pulling him toward me to kiss his lips. His soft hums send waves of vibration throughout my entire being. I lower him closer to the ground and then lift him again, letting him dangle halfway between the ground and ceiling.
I run my hand down the center of his chest and he shivers the closer my fingers get to his groin. I tease him, tracing circles around his belly button while getting closer to his cock. "So beautiful and perfect. What's your safe word baby?"
"I told you earlier.”
"Let me hear it again,” I demand.
"Tango."
"You want me to keep touching you?" I ask, running a hand down his side.
"Si, Papi."
"No tingling or discomfort anywhere? Issues breathing?"
"No, Papi. I feel wonderful." He smiles and fuck I needed this as much as him.
"Bueno. Tell me what you want?"
"For you to keep touching me." He sucks in a sharp breath between his shaking lips.
I reach for his cock, stroking him between my fingers and his breath comes out in pants. "You want the blindfold off?"
He shakes his head, licking his lips. "I want to fully focus on what you're doing to my body and nothing else. There's something about not knowing where your hand will go next that makes it more exhilarating."
I keep moving my palm between his thighs, and he takes only what I'm willing to give with no mobility or use of his hands. A few unintelligible sounds slip from his lips and his body shakes the faster my fingers slide up and down his cock. I lick over his slit, collecting the bit of precum from his tip, moaning around his head as I take him into my mouth. His noises mimic mine and he releases a shuddered breath. "Please."
"Please what, precious?"
"More."
I press a kiss to the tip of his cock and on the inside of each thigh. "You want to come, baby?"
