Page 51 of Worth the Risk

“Did you want me to let him know you’re here?” Verity was wearing a red silk robe that hovered around their body like a cloud.

“No, thanks. I’ll go up.” Gregory gestured to the stairs with his phone.

Verity licked their lips and grinned. “Have at it, Sir.”

Gregory tilted his head at Verity and shook it. “You’re trouble, aren’t you?”

“If I’m having a good day.” Verity winked and floated out of the room in a swirl of silk.

Gregory took the stairs quietly, using his phone to tone the vibrations of the plug to low then putting it back in his pocket. Landon’s door was pulled closed, but not latched. Gregory pushed it open with his foot and walked inside.

Landon was bent over, his hands curled around the edge of his mattress, head dipped low between his shoulders which heaved with the burden of his breaths. He was dressed in snug jeans and a black button-up, his hair disheveled around his head like a halo.

“Landon.”

He looked up, eyes wet with tears but his jaw clenched in restraint. He looked debauched.

“Please,” Landon whispered, dropping his head back down.

“Boy.” Gregory cleared his throat, testing the endearment. “Does it hurt?”

Landon whimpered.

“Do you need to come?” Gregory stroked his fingers down Landon’s spine through the stiff fabric of his shirt. He skirted his hand around Landon’s hip and popped the button on his jeans.

“Yeah,” Landon grunted. “I need to come, Sir. Please. Fuck, please.”

Gregory tugged Landon’s zipper and enveloped Landon’s dick with his hand. The skin under his palm was burning hot and stretched tight. Landon’s crown was slick with a day’s worth of precum.

Gregory pushed Landon away from the bed, a hand on each hip, and lowered himself to his knees. Landon’s cock bounced in his face. Gregory reached behind Landon’s balls and fondled the base of the plug. He dragged his closed lips along the underside of Landon’s shaft, nuzzling his face into the crease between Landon’s cock and balls.

Landon’s body crumpled, his hands flying to the top of Gregory’s head and digging into his hair. Gregory swiped his tongue through his slit and Landon sobbed. Landon’s balls were so tight, his sacs were smooth and they were just as hot as the skin on his dick.

“Come for me,” Gregory said, then he licked Landon from balls to tip, swallowing around his engorged head. Landon came nearly instantly, his release pooling on the back of Gregory’s tongue.

Gregory grunted and swallowed, the muscles of his throat flexing against Landon’s cock, drawing an agonized shout. With a twist of his wrist, Gregory pulled the plug out of Landon’s hole and used his mouth to swallow down the additional spurt of cum Landon gave him in thanks.

Gregory rocked back onto his heels and tucked Landon’s cock back into his pants, zipping and buttoning him back into place. He stood up and used a finger to tip Landon’s chin up so they were face to face. Landon’s cheeks were red and splotchy, his eyes puffy, and his lips parted.

“Thank you, Sir,” he rasped.

Gregory traced his finger down Landon’s throat and circled his hand around Landon’s neck, quietly thinking about how he’d love to see Landon in nothing more than a locked leather collar and cuffs.

A collar that Gregory put on him.

A collar Gregory held the key to.

He flexed his hand around Landon’s neck and the look in Landon’s tear-soaked eyes made Gregory think he had the same thought. But that was a conversation for another time.

“Are you ready for dinner?”

Landon nodded.

“Go rinse your face and let’s go.”

Gregory led him out of the bedroom, stopping in the bathroom for Landon to wash up; then they were out of the house. Gregory tucked Landon safely in the passenger seat of the car before getting in the driver’s side himself.

“How has your week been?” he asked, once they were on the way to the restaurant.