Giannoccaro Ashleigh - Devious Resolutions

Copyright 2019 by Jennifer Bene, Zoe Blake, Stevie J Cole, A. A. Davies, Ker Dukey, Ashleigh Giannoccaro, Jason Hes, Emery Leeann, LP Lovell, Yolanda Olson, Dani Ren, K Webster

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For Blake, so that you finally have a story from me you can enjoy. Thank you for the twenty-two, and counting, years of friendship and support. I lobe you forever.

Y ou look delicious, Levi says as he comes up behind me.

Oh, yeah? I smile at him in the mirror, and he returns it with a wicked grin, tugging me against his front by my hips.

Absolutely, he purrs, running his hands up my sides before squeezing at my hips again. Im still naked from the shower, but hes already in a suit and tie, looking perfect as always which means this isnt going to be a morning quickie no matter how much I want him to bend me over the bathroom counter and fuck me until Im crying.

That visual tempts me, and Im about to suggest we both just be late for work when he leans in close, breathing over my neck.

Today is special, he whispers right against my ear, and the growl in his voice has my cock responding. Do you know why?

I think I do. My voice shudders because I can barely focus as he runs his hand down my stomach to take my dick in his grip, stroking in one long, slow motion.

Well, Ive got plans for us this evening. Big plans. Levi is teasing me with every slow pump of his fist, and even though I know its not going to lead anywhere right now, I cant help leaning back into him. He always makes me feel wanted, sexy, and even now there are times I cant believe were together, that he chose me, because hes a god. Gorgeous, tall, fit, and he didnt shave today, which I know he did just for me. It makes his jaw a dark line that I want to turn and trail my tongue over, but he speaks before I can. You dont get to ask questions today. You just obey, understand?

Yes, sir, I breathe, fighting the urge to thrust into his hand. Then he rolls his thumb over the head of my cock and I groan, biting down on my lip as his fingers tighten on my hip.

God, I love him.

Hell, I love everything about him. The way he makes faces when he watches television, how hes fit, but not hard muscle, the little trail of hair on his stomach, the perfect fucking way his green eyes look at me just before he makes it hurt and when I open my eyes he has that glint in his gaze right now. A sharpness that I know should scare me but it never has.

I put out your chest harness and my favorite jockstrap on the bed. I want you to wear them under your clothes to work today. Levi kisses my neck, nipping my skin with his teeth as his hand slips down to squeeze my balls gently. After work youre going to the gym, and youre not allowed to shower. I want you exactly as you are when I pick you up for dinner.

My lips part to ask what else he has planned, but the words stick on the tip of my tongue as he meets my eyes in the mirror again. No questions.

Are you going to be a good boy for me? he asks, grinning as he strokes me one more time, base to tip and back again.

Yes, sir. Its the only answer. When hes like this I know my place, and if he werent already dressed Id be on my knees begging to suck his cock before he goes to work. He likes it when I beg, and I love his dominance even when he denies me and Levi loves my submission just as much. Its why we work.

Thats a good boy. He yanks my head back by my hair, claiming my mouth in a rough kiss as pinpricks of pain skitter across my scalp. My dick throbs as he squeezes, edging me, and all I can do is grip the countertop and groan as our tongues meet. He tastes like mint and sin and everything I shouldnt crave but do.

When he finally lets me go, Im breathless, panting, and I have to turn to keep my eyes on him as he backs toward the doorway.

Ill see you later, baby. Levi winks. And, remember, I love you.

I love you, too, I manage to say before he disappears into our bedroom, and I groan to myself. Staring down at the erection I cant do a damn thing about, I try to remember where the fuck I was in my morning routine so I can finish it.

When I finally make it into the bedroom, I see the leather harness on the dark comforter, and just below it is my jockstrap. His favorite. Trailing my fingers over the leather, I try to imagine making it through meetings today while Im wearing it. Feeling the texture of it on my skin as I try to act normal.

Ill have to wear a jacket all day.

The thought of it being our secret makes me smile and I quickly put it on, making sure it fits snug to my skin. Everything about it makes me feel owned. Possessed. His. My hand slides down to grip my cock, but I dont have the balls to even stroke myself once. His rules are always in play, and I definitely dont have permission today.

As I get dressed for work, I think over his surprise and butterflies zing through my stomach with anticipation because Levi can be incredibly creative yet theres more to it than that. I absolutely feel the thrill of anticipation, but what has my balls tingling is the small shiver of fear that rolls down my spine like an ice cube. Im not afraid of Levi, not really, but Levi is dangerous. Hes the kind of man that people unconsciously step out of the way for in a crowd, and thats exactly what pulled me to him. The underlying threat that I felt before he even looked at me for the first time. Not that it would have mattered, because theres a magnetism in his gaze, in the way he walks, in every syllable of every word he says. The first time he spoke to me I was already his. Lost to the power of him, and Ive never wanted to leave. Never wanted to run from the darkness that lurks beneath his polished exterior.