Mastering Will Read Free

from years of fighting, Will was all sweet smiles and kind tranquility. Lindi would do a lot more than take out a forger to keep his pet safe.
    Instead of stripping down, Lindi kneeled in front of Will. Startled, Will’s eyes widened. “Is there a problem, Master?”
    “No. No problem.” Lindi scanned the playroom, taking in the St. Andrew’s cross in one corner, the swing in the other and the large cabinet filled with toys in between. “Let’s go to our bedroom, Pet. I’m not in the mood to play tonight. I want to make love to you.”
    Will smiled. “You always make love to me.”
    “That I do.” Lindi stood, then offered a hand to help Will to his feet. “Let’s go to bed, Pet.”
    Lindi usually enjoyed the thrill of a power exchange between them, but tonight, he didn’t want to have sex in the playroom; he wanted slow lovemaking in their bed.
    Other than giving him a curious look, Will didn’t object to the change in plans. If his erection was any indication, he was more than happy to go along with whatever Lindi decided.
    They entered the bedroom. Lindi pulled back the covers, then motioned for Will to get onto the bed. Lindi stripped off his clothes in slow, seductive motions, giving his pet a show. He rarely put himself on exhibition, usually preferring to watch Will, but sometimes, a little change kept things fresh. The combination of lust and adoration in Will’s eyes boosted Lindi’s ego.
    “Like what you see?”
    “Always.” Will nodded vigorously.
    Lindi crawled up on the bed, sliding against Will’s warm flesh. Will might only have a fraction of Lindi’s body mass, but he emitted enough heat when they snuggled to make Lindi sweat on a cold winter night.
    Lindi mapped out Will’s chest in slow, sensual sweeps, dragging the tips of his fingers across Will’s smooth skin. Will arched up beneath Lindi’s touch.
    “More,” he pleaded.
    “You’ll get what I choose to give you,” Lindi reminded him. They might be in the bedroom instead of the playroom, but Lindi was still in charge. He tugged at the gold collar around Will’s neck, a silent reminder to Will of whom he belonged to.
    “Yes, Master.” Will relaxed beneath Lindi’s touch, sinking into his submission.
    “That’s right.” Lindi kissed Will. He’d never been much of a kisser before Will, now he couldn’t get enough. Eager and extremely willing, his sub encouraged more touch with tiny movements and soft sounds. Will conveyed desperate need with very few words. Luckily, Lindi spoke Will—fluently.
    “Easy, Pet. I’m not ready for you to come yet.” He wrapped his fingers around the base of Will’s cock.
    Will whimpered.
    “That’s right. Whatever I want. Put your fingers right there.” Lindi guided Will’s hand until Will’s fingers were wrapped tightly around the base of his erection like Lindi had held him a moment ago. “Don’t you dare come, or I won’t let you come again for weeks.”
    “Yes, Master.” Will’s voice, breathy and soft, was barely audible.
    Once he was certain Will would obey, Lindi opened the drawer to their side table and grabbed the lube. They’d abandoned condoms in their second year once it became obvious neither of them would be interested in other lovers. Lindi made the choice for both of them, and made sure it was included in their contract. Although he’d shared lovers in the past, Lindi would never share Will with anyone.
    Snapping open the lube cap, Lindi poured the liquid over his fingers. Will spread his legs, exposing his hole for Lindi touch. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
    Will blushed. How he could still turn that delightful red after years of compliments, Lindi didn’t know, but damn if it didn’t make him harder than diamonds. He pushed one finger inside, sliding in and out until Will’s body spread to accept him without resistance. More lube, another finger, and Lindi carefully loosened Will up. Sometimes, they rushed this part, eager to get to the main event.