“No, cupcake. We’re going to get the book back. It was my case to start with.”
“And Aidan ‘Never Fails’ Marshall can’t stand that I messed up his project.” Gavin sneered.
Aidan’s annoyance turned to downright rage, which shocked him. He didn’t do intense feeling. Living without a sea of murky sentiment helped control his mind and tunneled his focus into a success rate envied by others. They might not like him, but they couldn’t deny he was good at his job.
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. The idea that had been building since Gavin arrived blossomed into purpose. “Time to work out the kinks, then.” Aidan stood and rounded the island. He yanked Gavin toward him and stripped off Gavin’s sweatshirt before he could blink. Aidan tossed the garment aside, pleased to see Gavin’s wide blue eyes and lips parted on a gasp.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
“You don’t want to train your shields, so we’ll shift to discipline, something you sorely lack.” Aidan shook his head and crossed his arms over his chest. “You were forty-five minutes late this morning. I told you to be here at nine. I told you not to bring anything. You brought a bag.”
“But I—”
“And you don’t listen when you’re told what to do. That won’t work. Sure, I can pass you off as my new trainee, but I have standards. You’re cute enough, but you need work. I won’t have any credibility as a Dom if my sub questions my every word.”
Gavin’s flush at cute told Aidan a good bit about his partner. His boy needed praise as much as he needed a good fucking. Gavin’s erection made his mouth water. Their attraction would serve its purpose. Aidan should have been satisfied with that. But the truth was, he liked knowing Gavin wanted him. It made his desire for the male easier to swallow.
And on that note… “Come closer, boy.”
“I’m already on top of you,” Gavin muttered.
Aidan sighed. “You weren’t told to speak. You remain quiet unless given permission to talk. You call me Sir or Master—I’m not picky about which. And you do what you’re told, when you’re told. Understand?”
Gavin’s swallow sounded loud in the otherwise silent room. “I, ah, yes.” He stared into Aidan’s face and quickly glanced away. “Sir.”
“Good.” Aidan walked around him, glad Gavin remained in place. “Maybe the key to this relationship will be contact. We’ll work through the physical to the mental.” And what fun that would be. Aidan didn’t think he’d ever anticipated training for a mission so much. “Take off the rest of your clothes.”
Gavin started but obeyed. He worked his sneakers free, then his socks and jeans. He paused at his boxers but quickly stepped out of them after a hard look from Aidan.
“Better.” Aidan stopped again behind him, loving the lines of his new playmate. Gavin reached Aidan’s nose, putting him at a solid six feet. He had a toned body, not overlarge with muscle, but lean and strong. That ass begged to be filled, bitten, licked. So tight.
Aidan ran his hands over Gavin’s shoulders and back and lingered on his ass. He stroked, feeling the fine tremor of nerves beneath his palm. “Shh, it’s all right. I’m not going to hurt you. Not yet.”
A burst of images shot through Gavin and switched Aidan from aroused to desperate to fuck. The things Gavin wanted shocked him, because he’d never suspected Gavin to be into rough play. Normally quiet and agreeable, Gavin seemed friendly with everyone. A help and an asset to the team with his business sense and his ability to maintain PowerUp!’s secrecy. His experience with the PWP gave him common ground with them all, but other than that, he seemed to blend in with the woodwork.
The things his sub wanted to do… Spankings, hard fucking, clamps, hot wax—it made Aidan burn to induct him into the exquisite release bondage and dominance could bring. Except beyond all the kink, Gavin yearned to give over his trust and heart to someone stronger.
The heart part scared the shit out of Aidan, because he had the ridiculous urge to give his new boy what he wanted. With other subs who’d only needed the physical ease, Aidan had easily gratified them. In dominating them, he’d gotten what he needed as well. Trust Gavin to make things difficult by being emotional about the exchange.
In a gruff voice, Aidan ordered, “Move to the table and brace your hands on the edge. Lean forward and spread your legs. Thrust that ass out.”
Gavin obeyed with a hesitancy Aidan would need to break. But slowly. He understood that their time crunch wouldn’t allow for an easy melding of trust, but Gavin and he weren’t total strangers. That would help.
“What are you going to do?”
The timid voice should have angered him. He’d just told Gavin not to talk without permission. Yet the thread of fear he heard didn’t sit well. He didn’t want anything but Gavin’s hoarse shouts and groans as he came.
“I told you not to talk without permission, didn’t I?”
When Gavin wisely remained quiet, Aidan nodded. “Good boy. Now answer me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“But you spoke. What should I do with you? Tell me.”
“Punish me?” came out as a whisper, but the hint of excitement in his voice spurred Aidan to action.
“That’s right, boy. You need to be punished.” Aidan stepped closer and rolled up his sleeves. He couldn’t wait to test Gavin’s boundaries. “I’m going to be with you, in your mind. I can’t chance hurting you, and I need to know how far I can push you.”
“I-I know, Aidan. I trust you.”
No, he didn’t. “That’s ‘I trust you, Sir.’” Aidan spanked his ass hard, leaving a red mark on Gavin’s cheek.
Gavin cried out but didn’t move. His knuckles turned white, and his entire body tensed.
“Relax, or it will hurt more.” Aidan waited until Gavin eased his muscles, then spanked him again, putting a matching handprint on Gavin’s left cheek. “Nice.” He reached around, not surprised to feel his partner hard and wet. He rubbed his fingers over Gavin’s slit, more than aroused when Gavin groaned. Mentally, Gavin didn’t know how to feel, and Aidan wanted to overwhelm him, not give him time to think.
“You need to respond to my command, to obey without question when we’re in front of others.” He stroked Gavin up and down, feeling that thick cock and listening to the heavy pants of hunger. After releasing Gavin, he knelt behind him and then pried his cheeks apart. “That’s one pretty little hole.”
Gavin’s entire body shook. Aidan caught no fear, just tendrils of excitement. He kissed Gavin’s ass and licked his hole. “You taste good, boy. All nice and clean, just for me, hmm?” The faint scent of soap pleased him, because Aidan understood his boy had wanted to be nice for him. Aidan licked again, then feasted on Gavin’s tight, firm flesh. He worked his saliva around his boy’s sensitive rim while he ran his hands along Gavin’s inner thighs. Aidan would near Gavin’s sac and then drop down his legs again, teasing without touching.
Gavin quivered and shook, moaning with breathy cries that turned Aidan’s erection painful.
“Keep still,” he barked and returned to licking Gavin’s anus. When he’d gotten it as wet as he wanted, he pulled back and shoved his finger deep. He didn’t hesitate, even when Gavin squirmed. Instead he pushed all the way inside that tight, fuckable hole. “You’re small here. Not too many partners. Last one was over a year ago?” Aidan liked what he saw in Gavin’s mind. “You needed more than what he could give you. Much, much more.”
Chapter Four
Gavin couldn’t help his loud moans and quivering body. God, Aidan’s mouth wouldn’t quit. And when the bastard did finally ease that incredible tongue from his ass, he’d replaced it with a finger as thick as a cock. Gavin couldn’t help rocking into it, even when Aidan ordered him not to. Damn, he wanted to please, and that inborn need scared him. Because he didn’t just want to please anyone, he wanted to please Aidan.