“I want you to bend over my desk. Chest flat on the wood,” Jake orders.
“Yes, Sir.” Liam leans over the desk that he’d cleared earlier, naked chest against the varnished wood, his tied hands resting on his back. He looks amazing like that, the perfect picture of a sub.
“Spread your legs.”
Liam spreads his legs wide, adjusting his stance like he’s getting comfortable. His pale back is flushed slightly, his ass round and pert, the skin perfect, like silk. Jake stands between Liam’s spread legs and strokes his hands down Liam’s smooth back. While he’s there, he checks on Liam’s hands, making sure they aren’t red and sore or cold and numb.
Jake is pleased to find that Liam’s hands are fine, so he keeps up his exploration, stroking over Liam’s bare skin. Then Jake goes to his knees behind L
