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Pretend I’m Yours by Bates, Aiden (11)

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Kyler

I waited for Saul by the door.

I could tell the charm offensive had worked. Rance and Phoebe had been laughing as they left. Phoebe had clutched me tightly to her as she hugged me goodbye and whispered in my ear, “Don’t let him push you away”. It seemed there was something to the way she said it, but I didn’t know what to make of it. Rance had simply patted me on the back, reminding me so much of my own dad, and welcomed me to the family.

It did not even feel like a charm offensive. I genuinely liked Saul’s parents. I had known they would be sizing me up from the word go, but once the initial anxiety wore off, they seemed to caring, engaging people.

Clearly, their only concern was for the happiness of their son, and once they saw that I represented that very outcome, their hearts seemed to open up to me.

I loved the fact that I had not been forced to try really hard to interact with them. Saul had seemed to think we needed to put on a performance for them, to play the married couple. Well, he may have been playing, but I did not need to. When I looked at him, the lust that peeked through my eyes was genuine. When I laughed or smiled, it was because of him touching something deep in me. Really, the only thing I had struggled to do was keeping my hands off him all through dinner.

But now dinner was over, and the longing was back, lapping at me like a growing fire.

I stood right where Saul had left me as he went to see them off. I had…ideas I was curious to implement.

Saul had said he loved me. Granted, it had been in a specific context, and we had been playing a married couple, so I knew it meant nothing. But it had been good to hear. I had said it myself, except I had actually meant it. It was no longer such a leap to imagine him saying it and meaning it.

In the weeks we had been together, he had certainly shown it, in his own subtle little ways. He always held me when we slept. His heat and scent were now so essential to me I could not sleep if I wasn’t enveloped completely in them. Every time we made love, it was intense and filling and beautiful. He had welcomed me into his life, too. We did almost everything together, from lounging around aimlessly in the house, to long excursions into the wild. He loved spending time with me-that I was sure of. What did I need the words for?

My plan seemed to be working perfectly. Jess would be proud. Be an excellent husband, check. Make him fall in love with you, loading. And the most crucial piece of advice Jess would never forgive me for not carrying out: fuck his brains out.

I heard the sounds of footsteps in the driveway. I imagined waiting here like this, except now the sound of his return brought children scurrying from their rooms to greet their father as he returned from work. A boy and a girl, both with their father’s black, piercing eyes.

Saul had barely closed the door before I pounced on him. He was momentarily startled, but he relaxed almost immediately, flashing me an uneasy grin.

He opened his mouth to protest, but I seized his lips with mine, swallowing whatever words he had meant to say.

I kissed him hard. I crushed his lips and pushed him backwards into the door he had just walked through. Even after a month, the sensation of kissing Saul was something I had not gotten over. I could kiss him for hours and still not have had enough. Today, however, I was decidedly more aggressive.

It was the boldest I had ever been with him. I would never have tried it earlier, but I was confident I knew Saul well enough to dance on the edge of the limits. Not that there were limits with him. We had made love plenty of times and even fucked. Saul had an open mind, so nothing was ever off the table. But no matter how free I was with him, I still hesitated when it came to taking the lead. Omegas never took the lead. We were submissive by nature, so we did as we were told in bed. We had not talked about it in any detail, but Saul had once mentioned that he loved it when the other person took the initiative once in a while. Well, that was certainly what I was hoping to do.

“What has gotten into you?” he asked when he got a chance. I wanted to make the joke that I was about to get into him, but my lips were otherwise engaged. He wrapped his hands around my waist as he kissed me back. I took my time exploring his mouth. I let my tongue dance in and out, thrashing with his and battling it. Saul tilted his head back, breaking the kiss.

“Kyler, hubby, slow down.”

I loved that his voice was almost pleading.

“I want to be inside you,” I whispered into his ear.

I sent my hands exploring his body to help illustrate my point. I began to fumble with the buttons on his pants, my fingers clumsy in their eagerness. I think he noticed the difference in my approach, because his eyes got that hard, penetrating glare that meant he was getting aroused.

I pulled him into the living room. Of all the rooms in the house, this was the one in which we fucked the most. There was just something about that thick Persian rug that brought out the kink in both of us. I led Saul to that very rug and knelt down in front of him. His pants fell to his knees, and out sprang his cock, already firm and glistening at the tip. It looked even bigger up close. And thick. There was no way I was going to fit all of him in my mouth. But I was incredibly excited to try. It was almost unthinkable that I had never given him a blow job before, despite the fact we had been together almost a month.

I swiped at the tip with one finger, collecting a bit of the pre-cum and spreading it along his shaft so it functioned as lube. His cock was slick and smooth, yet hard and unyielding. I loosened my wrist and worked my hand up the length of Saul’s cock, from tip to base. I quickened the pace as his breathing grew heavier and louder.

It felt amazing to be in control like that. Being an omega, taking charge sexually wasn’t something I did often, but I definitely loved the knowledge that I was the one giving him pleasure.

I licked the slit once, then again, and finally, I opened my mouth and eased him into it. It felt like my jaws were stretching just to accommodate his girth. He tasted salty, and that woodsy smell that I associated with him filled my nostrils. His cock went all the way down my throat, making me gag. I loved how responsive that made him, the fact that I was doing this to him.

I began to bob my head backwards and forwards, at the same time sucking and tugging at him.

It took him only a few seconds to orgasm.

Saul started groaning loudly and gripped the back of my head, his release imminent as his cock pulsed deep in my throat. He moaned loudly, his body going stiff as a board. I had half a heart to let his cock slide out of my mouth, to redirect the cum elsewhere. But I also wanted to taste him. I didn’t get a chance to decide. My mouth was suddenly full of him, and instinctively, I swallowed.

His knees buckled. He sank to his knees beside me, still panting.

I wasn’t even close to being done with him.

I grabbed his hands and pinned them behind his head, pushing him to the ground. His eyes widened in pleasant surprise.

“You like that?” I asked him, putting on my sexiest voice.

He licked his lips and nodded.

“Oh, I do. I like it very much.”

“Good, because this time, I’m in charge.”

“As you say.”

He was smiling, and I wondered if it was to assure me that it was okay, or because he was impressed. I let go of his hands and drew him onto his knees. With a firm hand, I pushed his head forward so that he was bending over, his ass sticking up in front of me in invitation.

I was only too happy to oblige. I raised my hand and brought the open palm down on his right butt cheek. The smack resonated loudly around the room. Saul gasped, but he did not move. I raised my hand and smacked him again, feeling incredibly emboldened. It was such a rush, flipping the tables like this. It was Saul who was supposed to be doing these things to me.

I smacked him a few more times, each blow sounding louder than the last, hitting harder. I concentrated on the same area to increase the pain. I had some experience with BDSM, so I knew there was such a thing as good pain. By the time I stopped, the area was a lovely shade of pink.

“You look so sexy like that,” I commented. And he did. The spanking had made him hard again. I could see his cock dangling between his legs beneath him. I reached through the backs of his legs and grabbed it.

“I’m going to fuck you,” I announced. It was bold, but I knew from what he had told me that he would be okay with it. He had experimented with being the bottom before.

I was so turned on I could feel my natural lubrication trailing down my thighs. Saul did not respond, but he bent over a little more, giving me a perfect view of his hole, and a better position to penetrate him.

I reached for the pants laying in a tangle on the floor, pulled out the lube I had brought with me and squeezed it liberally around Saul’s hole. I used my fingers to probe gently, making sure he was properly lubricated.

I grabbed my cock and slowly directed it into him.

With my hands on his hips, I thrust forward, sheathing myself completely inside him. He was incredibly tight. I felt his walls grip my cock, clenching and unclenching as he got used to the feel of me inside him. I started to move, slowly. The sight of Saul spread out on the floor in front of me like that, the idea that I was dominating him, spurred me on and I picked up the pace.

My own excitement mounted as I plunged in and out of him. Our voices were united in sweet agony; his grunting incoherent words, mine muttering his name over and over again. Still I rode him, and now he was bucking like a wild horse. I gripped his hips even tighter.

“Come on,” I heard him say through clenched teeth. “Cum with me!”

I exploded into a million tiny pieces. My eyes squeezed shut as I drove into Saul like a piston. I was coming but I did not stop moving, until I had sprayed every last drop of my seed into him. My eyes still shut, I collapsed on top of him.

A sheen of sweat covered my entire body. Or it may have been Saul’s. I could not tell as I lay there. I could not have said my name in that exact moment.

Sense, sanity and body returned to me gradually. In a way, it was like waking from a dream. Had that really been me? Details of what had just happened began to run through my mind, and I felt anxiety creeping into my body.

Saul stirred beneath me. I lifted myself off him and sat cross legged across from him, my heart pounding.

But he was grinning. He leaned over and kissed me, and it was tender and affectionate, not searing or possessive as I had come to expect.

“That was truly something special,” he said, his eyes blazing.

“Really?” I asked unnecessarily.

“I like it sometimes when an omega takes charge like that. It’s extremely exciting. Sex with you is always incredible, but that, that was mind-blowing.”

He pulled me into his embrace, which by now felt like home. It was as though an invisible barrier we had not known existed between us had been torn down.

“And that was just the beginning,” I assured him. “We are just getting started.”

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