Page 58 of My Bodyguard’s The Boss

“Yeah?” Austin whispered. He touched the O-ring on the collar reverently, then hooked his pinkie through it and tugged. His smile was shy now, soft and small in ways that so few people were allowed to see.

“Shit, Dominic,” Austin said. “I love you, too.”

“No threat of death required?”

Austin laughed and leaned up to kiss him. Dominic kissed back gladly, only stopping when Austin hissed against his lips.

“Okay, ow,” Austin said, lowering himself carefully back against the pillows with a hand over his sheet-covered stomach. “God, that feels weird.”

“Are you okay? Do I need to call someone?”

“Maybe in a minute.” Austin twisted to check the closed door, then tugged the O-ring again. “Quick. Put the collar on me.”

“Here?”

“We won’t leave it on,” Austin said. “Come on. Just for a minute. I wanna know how it feels to be yours.”

He bared his neck. Dominic wanted to tell him that they had all the time in the world for Austin to know that, but he couldn’t say no to Austin when he was gazing up at Dominic with all that eager trust.

Dominic pulled the collar straps from the velvet box. Supple leather padded for comfort. Only the best for Dominic’s boy.

“Head up a little more,” Dominic said.

Austin obeyed. Of course he did. He’d been waiting all this time to find someone who wanted to order him around. It just took him a long time to find them.

“Good puppy,” Dominic said softly. He placed the collar around Austin’s neck and looped it through the buckle, pulling it securely closed. Then he sat back to admire the view. Even in a hospital gown, Austin was a vision in his collar.

Dominic tucked a finger under the collar, testing the tightness. “How does it feel?”

“Feels good, sir,” Austin said in a rush, like a confession. “Feels like yours.”

“Good,” Dominic said. “Because you are.”

Austin grinned.

They would have to take it off before someone came in. But for now, Dominic curled a finger around the O-ring and tugged Austin up to kiss him.

EPILOGUE

Austin knelt naked on the floor, his head delightfully fuzzy.

There was a sports game on in the background. Hockey. Usually, Austin would be all over that, but it felt unimportant and far away. Everything did when he had Dominic’s cock in his mouth.

His cheek was pillowed on Dominic’s denim-clad thigh, his mouth stretched around Dominic’s hard cock where it was angled out of his boxers. They’d been like this for the last… however long it had been. Dominic had said something about setting the timer for twenty minutes.

They had gotten into cockwarming by accident. It was one of the only sexual things they could do while Austin was recovering from his gunshot wound. When Austin healed, they kept it up.

Drool threatened to slide past Austin’s lips. He sucked it back, tasting hot skin and salt as Dominic pulsed with precome.

“Hey,” Dominic said. “What did I say about sucking?”

Austin hummed around his cock. He only had about a third of it in his mouth. He couldn’t take it into his throat until Dominic let him.

Dominic stroked Austin’s lower lip, gathering a string of spit. “I’m gonna assume that was just to stop yourself drooling all over my leg. Was that it, puppy?”

Austin hummed again. He felt boneless and electric all at once, his own hard cock easy to ignore as he did what Dominic told him. The air was comfortably warm on his naked body, the carpet soft against his knees. Dominic had put a rug down for this very purpose.

Dominic checked his phone. Austin had no idea what the timer would say. Had it been ten minutes? Fifteen? Time stretched when he was like this, hot and sweet as taffy.