CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Nick groaned when Jake’s toes curled around his now erect c**k. The thick callouses rubbing against smooth, hard flesh made his legs quiver. He desperately wanted to pump his hips forward but knew from their first night together it would only result in adding to his punishment. “For how long?”
“Until I think you’ve learned your lesson about disobeying me and letting jealousy rule your mind. And until you remember to use the appropriate title of ‘Sir’ when we’re in D/s mode. You’re a little lax on that rule.”
Shit. He’d already learned the lesson . . . but the jealousy thing, yeah, that might take a while. He wasn’t used to that emotion. The last thing should be easy enough—he’d used the title for years in the Navy. “Yes, Sir.”
With his eyes covered, Nick’s other senses
