Caged In Page 9

  “Thanks, Ben. I don’t think I could stay away for long.”

  And wasn’t that the truth.

  The music was turned off, nearly everything was cleaned up except for a few things here and there. He found himself facing Reed across the room, heart pounding in his chest, sweat breaking out on his brow. Reed approached and locked the front doors, flicking off most of the lights. He led Camden towards the back rooms, a hand at the small of his back. When they were out of sight from any possible prying eyes, Reed picked him up and sat him down on one of the pool tables.

  Oh, sweet baby Jesus, Camden was a goner. At that point, Camden would have said yes to just about anything Reed suggested. He thought they’d head to Reed’s office, figuring they’d be too worked up to make it home to Reed’s house. But this was just fine. In fact, the pool table was more than fine. It added a delicious sense of taboo, or naughtiness, or something to what they were doing. And he sat there staring at Reed, waiting for him to make his move and knowing it wouldn’t be long.

  Reed gazed at him like he was a gazelle and Reed a hungry lion that wanted to gobble him up. Surprise, surprise, Cam’s dick was leaking again. He was just about to comment on that when Reed stepped between his legs, tugging their bodies flush together as he growled in his ear, “Goddamn, I thought they’d never leave.”

  Pulling back, Reed ran a fingertip down Camden’s chest, his stomach, and slid it ever so lightly along the waistband of his pants, expertly flicking open the button and dragging his zipper down, agonizingly slowly. Camden was whimpering and they’d barely gotten started. He reached up and clasped Reed’s face, bringing him down for a kiss. Reed growled and gripped his sides, drawing him closer, then slipped his hands behind him, delving them into Camden’s doubled up underwear, squeezing his ass cheeks and massaging them in his calloused hands.

  Camden gazed up at Reed, a soft smile on his face. He was so eager for the man standing over him. Biting his lip, he tried to tug Reed closer but he resisted, making Camden pout. Reed narrowed his eyes. “You’re such a little minx. Teasing me all night long with the flirty looks and the come-hither stares, knowing all the while I could do nothing about it. I ought to tan your hide for that alone, my bratty little boy.”

  Camden gasped in mock outrage, pulling back. “I did no such thing!”

  Reed leaned down and licked his neck from his collarbone to his ear, making him moan in ecstasy. “No?” He nibbled his ear, making Camden yelp. “You didn’t try and tempt me at all?”

  “Nope. I wouldn’t even know how.”

  Reed snorted and tugged him even closer, kissing along his jawline, nipping his chin, and then trailing kisses over to his other ear and down the other side of his neck. “No? So, when you’d walk into another room and you’d look behind you, catch my gaze, and smile your secret, sweet smile before leaving, all while swaying that delectable little ass back and forth, that wasn’t you trying to drive me wild?”

  Reed tickled his sides and his, “Pfft,” of denial came out as more of a snort-giggle. A few more tickles and Camden was squirming. “Okay, okay, okay. Stop! I did it. I’m sorry. Take pity on me, Sir.”

  He squeezed Reed tighter in his arms, hoping to stop the tickles. Reed replied, “All right. Your apology seems genuine.” Camden wrapped his legs around Reed’s waist, grinding his damp, cloth-covered, caged cock against Reed, whose hips joined in. Their frotting session made them pant and moan against each other. “Mmm, you’re so needy. You’ve been so good for me all week.”

  Camden leaned back, arms supporting his weight as Reed tugged his pants over his hips and his underwear along with them, yanking off his shoes and socks in the process. And then he was back in Reed’s arms, the man latching on to Camden’s neck, making him gasp. He began to unbutton Camden’s shirt, pulling it down over his shoulders, gripping the fabric and Camden’s arms behind his back. He kissed Camden’s lips, nipped his earlobe, kissed down his neck, and pushed his weight against him until Camden was leaning back at an angle in his arms. But when Reed latched on to Camden’s nipple with his lips, tugged on it, and then bit it gently, Camden lost any pretense of control.

  “Oh god. DaddyDaddyDaddyDaddyDaddy.”

  “That’s right, baby. Daddy’s going to take care of your needs tonight.”

  Camden whimpered. “Please.”

  “I promise.”

  Reed pulled Camden upright and kissed his way back up his neck. After a few jostled movements behind him, in which Camden couldn’t figure out what the hell was happening, Reed let him go. But when Camden tried to reach out to touch Reed, he found his hands tied behind him with his own damn shirt. “Hey. No fair. I want to touch you.”

  “Shhh. I didn’t tie you tight. If you really want to get out of it you can, but I want to take care of you right now, reward you for waiting all week.”

  Camden melted on the spot and acquiesced, unable to deny a request from Reed, who gave him a gentle smile. “That’s my good boy. I’m going to take off your cage, okay?”

  Camden nodded so hard and fast Reed chuckled and pulled him in for another bone melting kiss. Camden was mesmerized as Reed reached into the V of his button-up and gripped the key, pulling it over his head. Once he had it in his hand, he moved closer, leaned over Camden, and turned the key in the lock of the hinge. Reed pulled the two pieces apart, releasing Camden’s cock from the cage but leaving the cock ring on.

  Nothing could have stopped him from sighing at the feeling of being free. And sadly, nothing could have stopped him from remembering a conversation with Adira and Ruby about how free they felt when they came home and took off their bras. He tried to tell himself it was the wrong time, but by that time he’d already snickered. Thinking he could try to cover it up with a cough he did so but choked on it.

  Reed stood to his full, ridiculously huge height, and heaved the most put upon sigh. “So, I have you here at my mercy. I free your cock from its weeklong confinement, and all you can do is giggle-snort at me.”

  Camden gasped, insulted. “That was a snicker.”

  “It was a giggle-snort followed closely by a pathetic attempt at coughing to cover it up. Is this amusing you, baby?”

  Camden snickered again then tried to get as serious as he possibly could while seeing the completely affronted look on Reed’s face. “No. I’m sorry. I got nervous and excited and thought of something inappropriate and…” He looked down, as if repentant. “Can you ever forgive me?”

  The puppy dog eyes must have done the trick because Reed sighed and leaned in for a quick kiss. “I shouldn’t tell you this, but you could probably give me that look anytime, anywhere, and I’d give you anything you asked for.”

  Camden’s eyes twinkled and he pulled his lips between his teeth to keep from grinning at that bit of news. Reed squinted and pointed a finger at him. “Don’t even think of taking advantage of that.”

  He slowly shook his head, keeping his face as serious as he could before saying, “I would never, Sir.”

  It was Reed’s turn to snort and shake his own head in return. “Lies. Now, can we get back to it? Or I mean… I guess we can keep chit chatting. Wanna talk about the weath—”

  Camden reached out and covered Reed’s mouth with his hand before he remembered he was going to keep his accidentally acquired freedom a secret. “Oops.”

  It was right about that time he realized he might have had a bit too much to drink. When Reed just stared at him, he tried to course correct. If he played it cool, explained himself, Reed would never know. “I think I snickered the knots right out of the shirt.”

  Yep. Definitely too much to drink.

  “You mean you giggle-snorted so hard, followed it up with a cough and choking, and somehow my bindings came loose?”

  “Erm. Something like it. Yes.”

  “What am I going to do with you?”

  Camden raised his hand as if he was in class. “I know.”

  Reed pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. “I hate to ask.”


  “You’re going to finish taking the cage off, and I’m pretty sure you were about to give me suckies.”

  He bit his lip as Reed scrubbed his face with both hands and sighed. Finally shoving his hands back through his hair and gripping it like he was at the end of his tether, Reed narrowed his eyes at Camden. “Did you say suckies?”

  When Camden gave him a maniacal grin and quick nod, Reed asked, “I’ve just discovered who drunk Camden really is, haven’t I?”

  Cam shrugged as he held his hands out in a helpless gesture. “Sorry, Daddy. It’s too late to back out now.”

  Reed chuckled, leaning down to nuzzle Camden’s neck. “I wouldn’t dream of it. Come on, let me get you dressed, and we’ll head back to my place.”

  Oh, no. No, no, no. He definitely didn’t want that. He tugged Reed back in when he moved to pull away. “Please. Finish what you started.”

  “Camden—”

  “No, listen, I’m not trashed, I’m just really pleasantly buzzed. Please. I’ve been looking forward to tonight all week. I’m sorry I ruined it.”

  Reed leaned in to kiss him quiet. “You didn’t ruin anything, baby. I just don’t want to take advantage.”

  “You’re not. I swear. I’ve been such a good boy, Daddy. Don’t leave me hanging.” He looked down at his hard cock—balls still bound by the metal ring—prompting Reed to do the same. Camden could tell Reed tried, really tried, to keep from laughing, but he gave in to it. “Baby boy, you’re killing me.”

  He could tell Reed just needed one more nudge. “But look at him. He’s so pretty and needy for you, Daddy.”

  When Reed gazed back at him, the heat was there again and Camden sighed in relief when Reed replied, “He is very pretty. And he does seem to be really needy, doesn’t he? You’re dripping again.”

  Captivated by Reed’s voice and the hungry look in his eyes, Camden whispered, “I never stopped.”

  “Fuck.”

  And that was all she wrote. Reed reached out, held Camden’s cheeks, and pulled him into a passionate kiss that made his toes curl and his eyes roll back in his head. Reed’s hands were everywhere; pinching Cam’s nipples, gripping his ass, tugging on his weeping cock. Camden cried out as Reed’s jean-clad hips rubbed against his naked dick and the grinding began.

  Any more of that and he knew he was going to come before they got to the good stuff. He tried to stop it but out slipped a needy whine.

  “I’ve got you.”

  The kiss turned softer and then those gorgeous lips were back on his neck, his nipples, his stomach, his… Oh sweet Jesus. He may have been buzzed, but he would remember his first blowjob for the rest of his life. Reed took him in deep, almost down his throat on the first try. And then the suction started and Cam’s whole body shuddered. He bowed over Reed, gripping his thick, blond strands between his fingers and holding him right where he was.

  The pleasure was so intense he couldn’t hold himself up any longer and slowly collapsed back onto the green felt table, lifted his feet onto the edge, and gripped Reed’s hair again as he began to pump his hips up to greet Reed’s lips. Camden gazed down in a daze and watched as Reed moved to kneel, letting go of Camden’s dick with a loud pop. Camden’s cock sprang back towards him to slap his stomach.

  Fuckity fuck.

  Reed’s big hands reached between the space where his feet nearly met his ass on the edge of the table and gripped his hips, tugging him closer to the edge, and then Reed simultaneously gripped and tugged on his cock as he licked Camden’s hole. Camden had never felt that perfect sensation, and he never ever wanted it to end. But then Reed’s tongue was spearing its way into his most intimate place, and Camden’s instincts had him pulling his knees back to his chest to open himself wider.

  Reed must have liked that because he growled and dove in deeper, spearing his tongue in and out. And the beard…good god, the beard abrading his skin was delicious, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. Letting go of his knees but keeping them pulled to his chest and split wide, he gripped Reed’s hair and pleaded, “Daddy…I need…I need…please.”

  “I know what you need.”

  Reed raised himself up, looming over him and the hand that had been tugging on his cock was sliding up his chest, softly gripping his neck before moving to his mouth. Two fingers nudged Camden’s lips and he opened for them, readily, sucking them until Reed groaned, “Fuck, Cam.”

  Reed pulled his fingers out, leaned down, spit on Camden’s hole to ease his way, and then slid one finger in to the first knuckle as he leaned down and took Camden’s cock in his throat. Planting his feet on the edge of the table again, Camden fucked his hips up to meet Reed’s mouth in a steady rhythm. But when Reed’s finger touched his prostate for the first time, Camden’s hips jerked and he lost all sense of time and space, white lights bursting behind his eyelids as he pumped his cock deep into Reed’s throat and shouted out as he came harder than he’d ever come in his life.

  Reed pulled his finger out but continued sucking gently on Camden’s spent cock until it was too sensitive, and he whimpered. Reed pulled back and looked at Camden, licking his lips. “Baby, you taste wonderful. I knew you would.”

  No longer having the energy to keep his feet up on the ledge, he let them fall and dangle there, then scooted back enough so his ass was finally level with his back and no longer canted up on the wide lip of the pool table. He could hardly keep his eyes open, and he’d never felt so blissed out. “That was amazing.”

  Reed, fully clothed—and wasn’t that hot as fuck—climbed onto the table, straddling one of Camden’s legs as he got down on his elbows and kissed Camden so gently it almost brought tears to his eyes. “You did so good, baby.”

  After several more kisses, he climbed back down and picked Camden’s clothes off the floor, setting them on the table. “Let’s get you dressed.”

  “I’m boneless, Daddy. Don’t move me yet.”

  Reed chuckled. “Cam, I’m not leaving you lying on the pool table naked. You’ll get cold.”

  He waved that away. “I’ll be fine, I promise.”

  Next thing he knew, he was being picked up and carried bridal style to the couch in Reed’s office and covered up with a blanket. “Rest, baby. I’ll give you a couple minutes while I make sure everything is shut down and any mess is gone for the morning crew. I’ll be back to help you into your clothes, okay?”

  He thought he nodded and said yes, but he wasn’t quite sure. And then, what felt like two seconds later, Reed was pulling his blanket off, caressing his stomach, and whispering to him to wake up. He slowly opened his eyes and grinned what was probably a very silly, sappy grin if Reed’s answering one was anything to go by, and said, “Hi, Daddy.”

  “Hi, baby. Here’s what I’m going to do. I’ll get you dressed, carry you out to my truck, take you home to my place and put you to bed because I’m not ready to let you out of my sight yet.”

  “Mmm, I like the sound of being in your bed with you.”

  “So do I, sweetheart. And in the morning, we’ll shower together, and I’ll wash you from head to toe with my soap and shampoo so everyone will smell me on you all day.”

  “I never knew you were so possessive.”

  “I never was before you.”

  If Camden was a bit more awake, he would have swooned. As it was, all he could do was smile as Reed pulled him into a sitting position and began pulling his shirt on for him and buttoning it up. He tried to help Reed get him dressed but he just ended up making them take longer. But soon Reed was latching Cam’s seatbelt across his lap and walking around the hood to get in beside him.

  He hummed. “I didn’t even get to do anything for you.”

  “You trusted me to please you and take care of you. You did everything for me. Rest now, baby, we’ll be home soon.”

  Camden turned his face towards Reed, blinking slowly, sleepily, and smiled before closing his eyes. “Home. That sounds nice. Maybe when we get there, I can give you suck
ies.”

  “Camden?”

  “Mmm, yes?”

  “Never say that word again.”

  Camden thought he might have snorted, but couldn’t be sure as he drifted off, saying, “Yes, Daddy.”

  Chapter 8

  Reed

  It had been a long, hellish day. One of their food distributors had a power outage overnight and all their meat had been spoiled. He’d been called by them at eight that morning. The call had woken Camden up, and though he’d offered to let him stay and sleep in and he’d call him a Lyft ride later, Cam had insisted he’d go with him. So, Reed had driven them both to the bar and Camden drove his own car home. He’d felt awful for having to do that.

  He’d wanted to sleep in, cuddle with Camden, and maybe even make love to him before he fed him breakfast and they had a lazy day at home with Camden and his new best friend Hendrix, Reed’s huge Bernese mountain dog. He was excited to get to know Camden better, though, Reed already felt like he knew so much about him. But that hadn’t been in the cards. He’d spent the rest of the morning calling around to local butchers to get several days’ worth of the meats they used at the bar to tide them over until his distributor was back up and running. They’d told him three days max, hopefully sooner. But Reed wasn’t taking any chances.

  He’d been going all day, only taking the time to scarf down a burger his chef had foisted on him. It seemed as soon as he’d dealt with the food issue, other things had gone wrong that needed his attention. When it rained, it poured. They’d closed their doors about ten minutes prior, and he just wanted to get out of there, but so did his people, so he walked out to the front to help with the closing activities so they could all leave a bit early. Right before he’d left his office, he texted Camden.

  Reed: This day has been hell and I’ve missed you like crazy.

  He was behind the register at the bar, dealing with closing that down for Ben so his assistant manager, who he’d just made manager that very day, had time to help his crew. Ben had been shocked but very grateful and Reed knew he’d done the right thing. He needed to work days, with the occasional closing shift rather than the other way around. Camden had to be his priority going forward, and he wasn’t about to work closing every night when that was the only time he’d have with Camden.