“Well, uhh…”
“I thought we settled that last night. You need a lesson in confidence.” I stretched my legs out in front of me and crossed my legs at the ankles. “Tell me, what are you wearing right now?”
“What am I wearing?”
“That was the question.” I studied the image of Jesse from the lobby of the Wolfe’s Den and zoomed the image in so his divine face filled the screen.
“I’m in khaki shorts and a t-shirt, why?”
“So many questions… Don’t you know by now it’s your job to answer, not ask the questions, little lamb?”
“Sorry.”
“Hmm. It’s so natural for you. To obey. You do it so beautifully. It makes me hard.”
There was a two-second pause, then, “Oh my God.”
“Jesse?”
“Yes?” he said eagerly now, and I reached down to unbutton my pants.
“Go to your bed and take off all your clothes. And once you’re done, get back on the phone and tell me so.”
“Shit. Umm, okay. That’s… One second.”
I heard rustling, and uncrossed my legs. I unzipped my pants and waited for Jesse to get back on the phone, and a minute or so later, he returned.
“Okay, I did what you said. I’m on my bed. Naked.”
“Good little lamb,” I said, and shifted a little further down in my seat. “Now, the first thing about having confidence is being able to tell me what you like…what you don’t like…what’s on your mind…what you look like…” As my words faded, I could hear the sound of Jesse’s excited breath in my ear. “Let’s start from the top, shall we?”
“Okay.”
I smiled at his quick acquiescence and palmed my dick. “Last night, at the museum, did you like what happened?”
“Yes.”
His breathless response made me more than aware Jesse was likely touching himself, and that was fine by me as long as… “Jesse?”
“Yes?”
“You are not to come until I say so. Do you understand?”
Several seconds passed. “Yes.”
“Good. Now let’s continue. Tell me what you liked best about last night.”
The moan in my ear had me shoving my hand inside my boxer briefs as I waited for Jesse’s answer. My eyes were trained to the face on the screen, my ears greedily taking in every noise he made.
“I ah, I liked that I was doing something I knew I shouldn’t be doing.”
“Ohh…you’re a naughty little lamb,” I said, and the groan that met my ears was an agreement if ever I’d heard one. “What else?”
There was no hesitation after that—Jesse was right there at the ready with his answer. “The way you touched me. You were kind of…”
“Yes?”
“Terrifying. But exciting. You were…” He stopped and whimpered, and I knew he’d just stroked that delicious cock of his. “So hot and strong. The way you held me in place and told me what to do, it was really…”
As his words seemed to leave him, I suggested, “Sexy?”
“Yes. Damn. It was so fucking sexy.”
I wrapped my fingers around the root of my shaft and gave it a long, slow stroke. “I think that’s the first time I’ve ever heard you say that.”
“What?”
“Fucking.”
“Uh…”
“I was starting to worry I’d have to teach it to you, because Jesse? We are going to do a lot of that.” The curse that hit my ears then was satisfying. So damn satisfying. “Okay. What didn’t you like?”
“When it was over.”
I chuckled at the quick response. Jesse was surprising me, and that took some effort. “Oh, we are far from over. I promise you that.”
The heavy panting in my ear had my fist working my length harder and faster.
“Are you…”
“Ask me, Jesse.” And we both knew what he wanted to ask.
“Are you touching yourself too?”
“Yes.”
“Oh fuck.”
“There’s that word again.”
Jesse groaned, and I spread my legs a little wider.
“I wish I could see you,” he said, and a smile curved my lips.
“Best not be greedy. If you get everything all at once, what’s there to look forward to?” I jacked my hips up and used the pre-cum at the head of my cock to aid the slide of my pumping hand. “Lamb?”
“Yes…”
“Put your phone by your ear and your hands behind your head.”
“But then I can’t…” He stopped, and when no words came from me, it must’ve registered this was an order. Because a second later, he said, “Okay. It’s done.”
“Good. Now I want you to lie back and listen. And do not come.”
He hesitated again, but then said, “I won’t.”
“If I was there,” I said, stroking myself faster, “I’d have you tied to that bed, and I’d be straddling your naked waist looking down at you. And then, Jesse?”
I could hear his soft pants. He was struggling to keep his hands where I’d told him to. “Yes?” he whispered.
“I’d come all the fuck over you. Your face, your neck, your chest. And then? You’d beg me to let you come, but I’d take my time licking you clean, making you wait for it. And you would. Because you’re my submissive little lamb and you know it would be worth it.”