Chapter 4

Chapter Four

Stirling

“You were sneaky.” Frowning at Rhett as he opened his eyes, I sighed like he usually did. “That was very sneaky. I was going to give you an orgasm.”

Rhett blinked a few times before trying to look confused. “I missed the first half of your conversation, but I think the best way to fix that is with a kiss.”

“Ugh, morning breath.” He was crazy, but he had me trapped with a hug that was sneaky too, so I kissed him anyway. “You’re a handful sometimes.”

He seemed to have decided he was going to keep me stuck, so I stretched out over him and rested my head on his chest. He let out a happy sigh because he liked winning. “This is much better. Good morning, sunshine. What do you think about waffle sandwiches for breakfast?”

He was sneaky and he bribed me well.

“With bacon too? On the sandwich and with extras?” Sometimes he was stingy and just didn’t make enough extra munchie bacon. “You forget to make extra.”

“No one needs as much bacon as you can consume in one sitting, but yes, I will make you lots of bacon.” He was trying to sound cheerful and innocent, but I knew he was making it up to me for putting me to sleep last night.

“You owe me lots of bacon.” I wasn’t going to let him win. “You made me fall asleep last night.”

At least, I thought that was what happened.

Probably.

I knew I’d gotten a shower and I knew he’d promised that I could make him come. There were fuzzy bits after that, but I’d woken up some time in the middle of the night between his legs, so it was easy to put the pieces together.

He’d deliberately laid me down when I was sucking.

Fucking cheating.

“Do you have any proof that I was at fault in that situation?” He made a dangerously relaxed thinking sound. “Are you saying you don’t remember making love with me?”

Fucking hell.

Had we?

Doing a little wiggle and clench, I frowned. “Are you saying you were so gentle I could ignore it?”

His chest jerked up and down, but he didn’t laugh out loud. “I’m still going with you don’t remember. I’m hurt.”

He was ridiculous.

“Nope. You made me fall asleep.” It was the most logical answer even though my limits would’ve been okay with him making love to me while I slept.

The biggest problem with trying that, though, was that I always woke up when he put his cock inside of me.

“I wanted to lie down. Are you saying I should’ve stood and been uncomfortable while you sucked on my dick?” He made that sound ridiculous but he’d stood before.

He liked watching me kneel.

“There are other ways we could’ve made it work.” I needed more coffee to figure them out, though. “The couch. You could’ve sat on the couch.”

“I was being considerate.” He sounded offended but it was too good, so I knew it was fake. “The last thing you needed last night was sore knees too. You had a long day.”

Which was why having me stretch out on the bed had been the best idea?

“You being nice still seems sneaky.” He was really amazing with that kind of stuff. “But you’re going to have to bribe me really well so I don’t get upset. You hurt my feelings.”

Yes. I was hurt.

His chest jerked up and down again, but he stroked my head and kept his laughter to himself. “I’m sorry, baby. Yes, you’re feeling hurt, so I’ll help make you feel better.”

Wait.

Had he actually admitted doing anything wrong?

How did he wake up so sneaky?

“I’ll let you fix it.” Since he’d caused it. “Orgasms and bacon are a start.”

Now what?

There were other things I could’ve asked for but I hadn’t practiced being enough of a brat to figure it out. Conner and Rhett had helped me get ready but we’d focused on how to tease Rhett. Conner should’ve prepared me better.

“Ran out of ways to brat?” Rhett chuckled when I sat up and pouted. “You did a very good job.”

“Thank you.” Sighing, I snuggled back into him. “I know there’s other stuff I could’ve done and I left a lot of rewards and goodies on the table, but my brain just stopped. Conner should’ve given me more to work with.”

I didn’t have enough bratting points memorized… They were like talking points for brats and Conner had lots.

Nearly giggling, Rhett kissed my head. “You did a wonderful job. You were offended and wound up and you got lots of bacon out of me. That’s impressive since you got nothing but crap and fast food yesterday.”

It was my turn to try not to laugh. He sounded frustrated about that but I knew it was at himself. “We were very busy and we made the best decisions we could. You even made sure I had fruit at breakfast and you had them put extra veggies on my burger.”

It had made my burger very wiggly, but Rhett had been happy, so it’d been worth it.

“We’ll make good choices going forward?” When I was quiet, he sighed. “At lunch going forward.”

Yay.

I still got my bacon.

Now we needed to orgasm.

Leaving aside how sneaky he’d been, I still had to make it up to him and I wanted to come again too. So working on that was our next goal, and that would start with kisses… because they let Rhett know that I wanted something.

He’d figure out what I wanted and what he wanted and what was practical, but I had to let him know when to start because he wasn’t a mind reader.

Conner had mumbled more than once about Doms needing to read minds better, though, so I knew it wasn’t just me who thought they were lacking in that category.

It was nice to know someone as smart as Conner thought that was a problem too, but I wasn’t sure we were going to get mind reading Doms anytime soon.

Kissing his chest made him almost a mind reader, though.

Rhett made a soft, pleased sound as I kissed the center of his chest and he moaned when I shifted and flicked my tongue over his nipple. “Hmm, sexy boy.”

That made me even harder and I had to try not to hump him even though that sounded like a really good idea.

Moving my way over to his other side, I kissed and licked his skin as his moans sent tingly pleasure through me. “I think we need to go back to your blow jobs and sex conversation.”

Giggling, I nodded and used my teeth to scrape his nipple. That had him sucking in a breath and a shiver went through him. His arms tightened and it felt like his whole body clenched around mine. “One more time, sexy. I’m not going to let you make me orgasm before I’m inside you, though.”

Oh, that was a wonderful plan.

So I barely bit down on him, then flicked my tongue over his nipple as I released him. Rhett growled out a “Fuck” and held me tighter, but he wasn’t going to let me distract him. His hand came up and pinned my face against the middle of his chest. “I think I need to help you remember who you belong to.”

Yay.

I’d done it right.

Still keeping a tight hold on me, he started trailing the fingers of his free hand through my hair. “Do you need to use the bathroom before we continue?”

I couldn’t shake my head but my body tried to do it anyway. Eventually I remembered words, but it was hard because being trapped was so good. “No, Sir.”

I’d gotten up earlier than he had.

Master chuckled. “Someone was eager to be used.”

I couldn’t help blushing but I giggled too because the sound in his voice was funny. “Yes, Sir.”

He let out a deep sigh, pretending to be dramatic. “You were very confident you’d get your way.”

Yep.

“Oh, Sir. I wouldn’t be naughty.” I was getting better at it, though. “I was just excited to make sure you could use me if you wanted to.”

Yes, I’d been considerate.

“Oh, that’s very helpful of you.” His overly sweet tone sent a shiver through me. “I’ll make sure to keep that in mind when I’m spanking you.”

I was going to get a spanking too?

My body was naughty and seemed to clench all over, so there was no way to hide how excited I was. But I managed not to grind my dick against him and didn’t even accidentally try to tug away from him. “Thank you, Sir.”

Being polite was always a good idea when pain and orgasms were involved… I wasn’t far enough into my brat practice for anything else to be reasonable.

Making another sexy, happy sound, Rhett kissed my head. “So good for me.”

He knew how to make me melt.

“I like being good for you because you’re so good to me, Sir.” He’d helped me practice being a bratty elf and he’d let me be his helper. He’d even made sure I got enough sleep by being sneaky. He said I got stubborn when I was tired, so he’d probably been doing his job as my Dom.

That didn’t mean he hadn’t used some deceptive tactics, though.

I kept that to myself and got a kiss on my head and more soft caresses. “You’re just making me want to see that sexy ass of yours all nice and pink.”

Ugh.

Be a brat, get spanked.

Be sweet and turn him on, get spanked.

I was a very lucky sub… because I liked getting spanked.

“Anything to make you happy, Master.” I liked making him happy and that was okay because he was a wonderful Dom and he was someone safe to submit to and to just want to please.

Some people weren’t safe… but he was.

Nuzzling against his chest as he slowly relaxed his hold on me, I kissed him again, soft and sweet that time. “Love you, Master.”

He made a pleased sound as he wrapped his arms around me and rolled us over so he had me pinned to the bed. Giving me another kiss, this time on my forehead, he propped himself up on his elbows and kissed my lips next.

“I love you too.” I got kisses to my cheeks before he inched down and kissed right under my jaw. “I love how sweet you are and how smart you are. You’ve done really well learning to brat.”

“I… I remember you said I was a good bratty elf. In the car.” His teeth made it so hard to focus. “You said I’d done a good job.”

“You did.” Kissing down the center of my chest, he detoured to each nipple to give them good nibbles. “You were funny and you made everyone laugh and giggle.”

He made me gasp and wiggle but he ignored it as he kissed lower down my chest. “And you made Conner so proud of you. He thought we were perfect and that was because you were a wonderful balance to my grumpy Santa.”

He made me want to laugh but it got strangled as he kissed right above my dick. “You were sexy and had everyone so hard when they saw your surprise.”

They’d been expecting a naked bottom, and Conner had said they’d like the surprise.

He was always right… it was kind of scary.

Master was always amazing, though, and he sucked all the thoughts out of my head as he spread my legs and ignored my cock. He went right to my center and kissed the newly cleaned skin, chuckling when I whined. “So sensitive, and I’m thinking about pretending that you’re not already stretched.”

Oh, I’d hoped he wouldn’t notice that part.

Hmm.

“I was making it easier for you, Master.” Yes, I’d been helpful. “Your pleasure is very important to me.”

“I might believe that if I hadn’t woken up to such a naughty brat.” Nibbling lower, he chuckled as I whined. “I’m not sure I should believe such a cheeky boy.”

I was going to have to think about that when more of my brain worked.

“Turn over.” Master didn’t give me time to process it. He tapped my inner thigh and sat up, looking every inch the Master who knew he wouldn’t be questioned.

The time to practice bratting had definitely passed.

“Yes, Sir.” Kisses and spanks and fucks. “I’m your good boy.”

I’d have preferred it if he hadn’t scoffed, but beggars couldn’t be choosers when it came to Masters who’d been woken up just a bit too early. “We’ll see about that.”

That wasn’t too bad, so I pressed my face into the pillows and pushed my bottom up to make it look tempting.

Smack.

Yep, tempting.

Moaning as he spanked the other cheek, I couldn’t help the way my legs spread wider or the sounds that kept escaping. It was hot and wonderful and was sending the best mix of signals through me, and the most incredible part was that there wasn’t the emotional overload from the party.

It was just my perfect spanking.

“That’s right.” Pausing, Master stroked over my sensitive cheeks, making a soft, pleased sound. “You’re submitting to your Master and looking so sexy. Pretty cheeks. A needy hole. Sweet sounds.”

Part of me was embarrassed and part of me was happy for doing such a good job.

Both sides were pushing at each other but then Master spanked me again and desire won the race. All I could feel was the pain and pleasure and all the wonderful things a spanking gave me. When I was buzzing with need and so happy I could’ve been flying, Master slid two fingers into me.

“Yes, that’s my sexy boy. Stretched and ready to be used.” Master chuckled as I whined and wiggled, wanting more but still fighting the ache that made me want to squirm and beg for less or maybe more. “I’m going to fill you up and help you remember who you belong to.”

“You, Master.” It wasn’t really a question, but as his fingers slipped out of me, I moaned the answer anyway. “You. I need you. Please.”

Oh, there he was.

There was just enough of a burn that it fanned the flames in me even higher and made me feel so helpless it was like I was tied down. He made it even better when the head of his cock was finally inside me and he blanketed himself over my back, pinning me to the bed. “That’s right. Such a good boy.”

I heard myself whine but it felt far away. I knew Master was close. I knew his body was in me. Everything else was foggy and off in the distance as he started to rock deeper inside me.

“That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it? Feeling me deep inside you?” Master made another pleased hum when I managed to nod and moan again.

“You… and… claiming…” He proved I belonged to him over and over in a thousand little ways, but there was never a doubt about it when he made love to me.

Master kissed my neck, making a soft moan as he fucked me harder. “That’s right. I’m claiming my boy and making sure he knows where he belongs and who he belongs to.”

Giving me one more peck as he pushed up, Master braced his hand on my back, giving me another layer of that wonderful trapped feeling, and started pounding me deeper. He knew what he wanted and what I needed, and he was racing us toward our climax.

“Should I let you play with your cock? You were so naughty this morning.” The implied threat that I might have to come hands free had a shiver racing through me that made him laugh as I clenched around him. He chuckled and spanked one cheek as he fucked me faster. “You’ll whine and whimper, but I felt that. You love being used and punished.”

But I didn’t want to wait that long.

I wanted fast and needy and to feel it the rest of the morning.

So I whined helplessly and clenched around him again, trying to sound sweet and submissive. “I was… I was so excited. Needed you. So…”

Shoot.

I should’ve planned out what to say better.

I wasn’t good on the fly.

Master’s low laughter was wicked and nearly evil, and it was so sexy that sparks showered through me. “Naughty boy.”

But I was his naughty boy… and he knew it too because he stretched over me again and as he pounded me even harder, he reached under me.

All it took was one rough tug to have my eyes rolling around like dice flying across the table. It was like he ripped my orgasm out of me, and as I came, he followed me over. I could feel his cock pulsing in time with mine as he kept the pleasure going until we were both soft and exhausted.

Kissing my neck again, he wrapped himself around me in a tight hug. “Love you, baby. You were a sexy as fuck elf, but you’re the best sub ever.”

“I love you too.” Every time I thought he couldn’t get sweeter, somehow he just got more perfect.

Best Master ever… and I needed to remember that more.