Page 49 of The Best Bad Decision

But young Atlee wouldn’t have understood any of it and had probably been too polite to send the right signals.

“I didn’t have an issue with what he was wearing and only a few passing thoughts about how pretty they were. Nothing beyond that, though. He liked expensive stuff, but he made me uncomfortable.” My sexy sub was being good about giving me answers but he didn’t seem to be able to process what he was saying.

“I think that was because he kept watching me. I knew he was expecting something but I couldn’t give it to him. I don’t remember having a strong response to his underwear, though.” Atlee’s pause had me fighting to keep a neutral expression. “When you wear them it’s different. So…so it’s you wearing the panties that’s different.”

I also wasn’t a manipulative sub who was trying to get the hot guy’s attention in all the wrong ways.

“That’s a much clearer answer.” I kissed his cheek as I took his hand and brought it to the front of my panties. “Thank you.”

He moaned at the first feel of the silky fabric over my cock, but I wasn’t sure if he’d even know what he liked best. “That’s…you’re…”

I was something that made him happy, at the very least.

“Can you picture sharing a dorm room with me?” Yes seemed to be the answer based on how he sucked in a breath. “I’d have been naughty and would’ve found a thousand reasons why I had to change in front of you. But we were roommates and friends, so it would’ve been fine.”

Oh, that moan.

“Maybe I’d have worn a cute nightie to bed instead of pajamas but you’d have been okay with that, wouldn’t you?” He made the most delicious sounds as I pushed a teasing tone in my voice, but it was his earnest nod that was the cutest. “Would seeing me in panties and flimsy nighties have made you hard?”

The way he blushed made it clear he could hear desire in my voice but he nodded and swallowed hard. “I…I wouldn’t have known what to do.”

For a variety of reasons.

“I’d have told you what to do, baby.” Even at that point I’d understood I was more dominant than the average guy when it’d come to sex. “I’d have teased you and gotten reactions, but once I knew you were into it, I’d have taken complete control.”

That had his entire body relaxing and I could feel him finally sinking into the fantasy as he stroked my cock through the panties. Deciding how to handle situations like that was stressful but my taking control was relaxing and opened him up more. “I’d have tried to hide how hard you made me. You shouldn’t jerk off to people you know.”

He was so cute.

“What if I told you to jerk off to me…and for me?” His hand squeezed my cock, letting me know what he thought about that idea. “Maybe during a storm I’d have climbed up on your bed and snuggled next to you. You couldn’t kick me out if I was scared. Then one thing would’ve led to another and I’d have had you show me how hard I made you.”

Atlee’s hips rocked as his muscles clenched. “You’d have…you’d have been very confusing.”

I’d have given him a heart attack but he’d have loved it.

“Touch yourself for me, baby. Show me how hard I make you.” Having an order to follow made my sweet sub much happier and I could see contentment spreading through him as he reached for his erection. “If you’d begged nicely as you jerked off for me, I’d have let you rub my panties. But you’d have really had to beg to earn the right to get my cum on you.”

Whatever he was thinking, the fantasy hit him hard because I could feel desire hit his whole body as he squeezed me again. “I’m…I’m supposed to make you come.”

“No, you’re supposed to submit and obey me. I get to decide what we’re doing and how I use you.” Someone had definitely said he had to work at pleasing his partner over everything else, but I wasn’t sure if it was a birds and bees lecture that’d gone off the rails or something he’d seen online. “Sometimes I’ll use you to make myself come and sometimes I’ll use you other ways.”

That was going to be hard for him to process right off the bat.

Fucking myself against his hand, I moaned as I finally stopped doing my best to ignore how good he was making me feel. “No matter if I’m making you jerk me off or suck my cock, or if I have you jerk off for me, I’m going to enjoy your submission in a thousand different ways.”

His hand tightened on his cock as he seemed to be mentally arguing with me about it. “Yes, Sir.”

Oh, that was sexy.

His pleased chuckle said he’d felt my reaction to it. “You…you liked that.”

“I did, baby.” Running my hands over his chest, I leaned closer and kissed his neck. “Say it again.”

I might’ve liked the honorific but he liked the order just as much. “Yes… Yes, Sir.”

Giving him another moan, I pressed closer against him and rocked my dick harder against his hand. “I can’t wait to hear you say that when I’m in you or spanking you.”

Oh, he couldn’t wait either based on the visceral reaction that raced through him. “It’s…it’s one of the polite ways of addressing a Dom.”