It's been a whole day and Nathan still hasn't replied to any of my texts. He was really angry that I got arrested but I didn't think it would be this bad. According to Lacey, the party was being shutdown and I started mouthing off to one of the police officers and when he tried to arrest me I punched him in the face. Not my proudest moment.

When I got home I went straight to bed to try and nap away the horrible hangover I had. I made sure to send Nathan a text to say I'm home safe and not coming into school but when I woke up after dinner, he hadn't replied. I thought maybe he was just busy at work but after a few more texts that got more and more desperate, still no reply. I tried calling when I knew he'd finished work but he didn't even let it ring out before cancelling on me. It's 8pm now and I've still not gotten a reply from him. Maybe I should call again?

I climb off my bed and wander to my desk to grab my phone. My heart skips a beat when I finally see a message from Nathan:

🤤🍆:

Come over my place now, I need you

I reply okay and quickly put on a jacket and some shoes then quietly leave the house so my dad won't hear me. Once I'm outside I realise how cold it's gotten recently, it's even forecast to snow next week. I navigate the streets to Nathan's big house and soon enough, I'm knocking on the front door.

It swings open and I'm suddenly pulled into a heated kiss. Our teeth clash as Nathan pulls me against his body, his hands on my hips. Our lips move together as his tongue pushes into my mouth and dances with my own wet muscle. It's blissful and I never want it to end but I really need some answers. So I pull away and hold his face between my hands. His eyes are red and puffy and his hair is a mess. His black glasses sit crooked on his face from our passionate exchange so I reach up and straighten them out.

"Have you been crying?" I ask, my voice sounding way more concerned than I would have hoped. He nods sheepishly and leans his head forward to rest his forehead on mine.

"Should we go inside? You're letting the cold in," he says sarcastically, but his voice is still hoarse and it makes him sound so defeated. We go inside the house and sit on the couch together, Nathan's face resting on my chest—under my chin—as I stroke his hair calmly.

"Are you going to tell my why you were crying?"

"I just got overwhelmed. I didn't want to lose you," he mumbles.

"Why would you lose me?"

"I nearly had sex with another sub from Club Sin tonight.... but I couldn't go through with it. He just wasn't you. But I'm not ready for a committed relationship but you probably are and I'm scared I'm not good enough for you."

"Stop talking like that! You're more than good enough for me! If you're not ready for a boyfriend kind of relationship, then we won't do that. I'll be your sub and you'll be my dom. That's all."

He looks up at me but looks uncertain. I lean down slightly and gently kiss his lips. He shifts until he is sat up and pulls me over to straddle his waist.

"Are you sure?" He asks in a shaky voice.

"Positive. So what do we need to do to make me your sub?"

"One sec," he says and gets up to leave me on the couch. He disappears up the stairs and I wait impatiently for him to come back down.

"This is a contract. It's just a basic one so we'll amend it to fit both of our needs but for now, I want you to read through it and tell me anything you don't like about it," Nathan explains as he sits down beside me.

I take the paper from his hand and start reading through. Damn. There's a lot here about me giving up my body for Nathan and promising to follow every command he says.

"Do I get much of a say in this?" I grumble as I read further on. There's a section for doms which is almost the same as the subs but promising to take care of me and stuff.

"You get more of a say in it than you think. Once you've been trained you'll fill in an activity sheet which says what you do and don't want to do. I have to follow that sheet just as I would follow you're safewords."

"So if I said no sex you would follow that?" I say with a grin. He rolls his eyes and nods.

"If you seriously wanted no sex then yes, I'd follow that rule."

"Really?"

"Of course."

"You're amazing," I giggle and cuddle up to his side. He laughs and wraps his muscular arm around my shoulders.

"I haven't had a shower since yesterday," I say absentmindedly.

"Get off me then," he teases and pulls me up as he stands. He holds my hand and leads me to the stairs.

"Where are we going?" I ask as we climb the stairs.

"To get you in the shower, I wasn't going to mention that you stink of alcohol but it's getting a bit too much."

"Rude."

"Shut up and undress," he says as we get into his room. I smirk at him and slowly pull off my shirt to tease the hunk who's now gaping at me like a fish. I hook my thumbs in the waistband of my sweatpants and boxers and sway my hips as I slowly drag them down my legs.

"You're playing with fire," growls Nathan as he strides towards me from the bathroom door. I can't help the Cheshire grin as his hands grip my naked hips and pull me towards him.

"Let's get you in the shower," he grins and pushes me towards the bathroom. I whine impatiently because now I'm horny and Nathan's more interested in getting me clean.

"Will you come in with me?" I ask when he's turned the water on. My hands pull at the hem of his shirt until he finally gives in and pulls it over his head. When he takes off the rest of his clothes, I'm basically drooling.

"Stop staring and get in," he chuckles and gives me a nudge towards the shower.

We both get under the warm water and Nathan starts to lather my hair with a lynx smelling shampoo.

"You're such a basic bitch," I tell Nathan thoughtfully.

"I'm a what?"

"A basic bitch. You use lynx Africa."

"You're begging me for a punishment now," Nathan growls playfully and pins me against the tiled wall. My hands roam across his broad back as he kisses and nibbles my collar bone. Low moans leave my lips as Nathan's hands trail down to my growing erection and wrap around the swollen member.

"Please," I whine and thrust my hips forward. Nathan's grip on my cock tightens to the point I'm whimpering and my nails dig into his shoulder blades.

"What do you want me to do?" He whispers against my ear, his tongue then licks up the side of my neck causing a gasp to escape my mouth.

"I want you to fuck me, please."

"Are you sure you're ready?"

"I'm not a virgin! I can handle it- ow!" I squeak as Nathan slaps my ass and scowls at me.

"Don't shout at me. Respect is very important if you're going to become my submissive," he tells me with a serious expression. I nod and he finally lets my poor cock out of his iron grip.

"Look in the cabinet under the sink for what you'll need to clean yourself. I'll be waiting in the bedroom," Nathan says and leaves the shower. I watch his sculpted ass as he leaves the bathroom because it's an amazing ass.

I quickly finish up my shower and check under the sink for whatever Nathan was talking about. I almost laugh when I see the enema kit. How could I have forgotten about those. I've done a few before for guys who were picky about being clean but most of the time I use my fingers.

Gross, I know.

Once I'm cleaned inside and out, I wrap a towel around my waist and go into the bedroom where Nathan promised he'd be. And true to his word, he's sitting on the huge bed in all his beautiful nakedness. I notice he's taken off his glasses and they are neatly placed on the bedside table.

As I enter the room, he stands up and soon has my body pulled against his.

"We won't need this," he whispers seductively and makes the towel drop from around my waist. My teeth capture my bottom lip almost painfully as Nathan's hands make a slow descent towards my throbbing erection.

"On the bed, on your back," he says firmly and I quickly hop onto the comfy quilt.

Nathan crawls up the bed until his hot body is hovering over mine.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asks and I almost knee him in the balls. Of course I want this! I've waited long enough for him to finally get this far with me so I'm not going to throw away this opportunity.

"Yes I want this. I want you. I want you to be my dom and to take care of me." I tell him with a big smile. He smiles back and gently kisses my lips. The gentleness slowly turns into heated passion as we grind our bodies together and roam hands all over each other's skin.

I lay panting when Nathan pulls away to sit up between my parted legs. He reaches for the nightstand and produces a bottle of lube and a condom. I watch closely as he covers his fingers in the wet substance then gently rubs them against my entrance. The first finger slowly probes in and feels around until it caresses my prostate and makes me moan loudly.

"Does that feel good?" Nathan asks with a husky voice as I squirm on the bed. His fingers expertly stretch me out ready for his large member as his lips leave feathered kisses across my collar bone and neck. He takes his time fingering me but after five minutes I start to get needy.

"Please, I'm ready for more," I beg when I'm tired of the teasing and want to get onto the main event. Nathan quickly rolls a condom onto his erection then leans over my body, my legs wrapped around his waist and his arms on either side of my head.

"You sure?" He asks one last time. I nod enthusiastically and tangle my hands in his dark blond hair. I relax as much as I can when I feel the rubber covered head push against my sensitive ring of muscles. Nathan grunts as he pushes in and stops when only a few inches are in. There is a slight pain but not enough to make me want to stop so I place kisses on his jaw to encourage him to move.

Carefully, Nathan pushes in slightly then pulls back in small motions until he has gotten most of his cock inside me. By now I'm more than stretched and want to feel him fuck me harder.

"Harder, I need it harder," I groan and it's like a switch was flipped. Nathan burrows his head next to my neck and starts moving his hips at a fast, regular pace that has me seeing stars.

"Oh god baby, you feel so good wrapped around my cock like that," Nathan moans as he pushes in and out.

"Yes! Yes! Feels good!" I reply as my nails dig into his toned back. The pleasure intensifies when Nathan's lips suck on my neck to leave hickys.

With the combined pleasure from Nathan's abdomen rubbing against my cock and the dick abusing my prostate, I feel my orgasm getting closer so much sooner than I wanted.

"I'm going to cum," I moan and tighten the legs I have wrapped around Nathan.

"Cum then," orders Nathan and that's my undoing. Several spurts of semen shoot out at both of our stomachs, leaving me breathless. Soon after, Mr Sexy groans and his body tenses as he cums inside the condom.

We both look in each other's eyes as we catch our breath and I notice Nathan's hazel eyes have darker specks in them. I guess I've never been close enough to see them before now.

"Let's get this cleaned up," he grimaces as he takes in the sticky mess across our bodies. "Stay there I'll be right back."

He goes into the bathroom and comes back without the condom and with a washcloth. I smile as he gently cleans me off. His touches are soft and make me feel cared for.

"Did you leave any marks?" I ask as I run my fingers over my neck.

"A few," he smirks.

"That's not fair! Can I leave some on you?"

"If you sit down and listen for a minute then yes, you can leave some on me."

"Deal."

Nathan sits on the bed and pulls me into his side as he lays down under the covers. I rest my head on his chest and plan where I'm going to leave the darkest hickys I'll ever do.

"I'm still pretty pissed about you being arrested," he says and gives me a stern look.

"I'm sorry, I was way too drunk-"

"That's the problem. You're always getting drunk. If you become my submissive, I don't want you drinking unless I'm there to keep and eye on you. And I'll be asking Lacey so you can't lie to me."

"That's so unfair," I grumble.

"It's not unfair, I'm compromising by letting you drink with me. If it was totally up to me I'd never let you drink again."

"Okay so no more alcohol. Can I give you hickys now?"

"Yes," he sighs and moves his head to the side so I have better access. I excitedly straddle his hips and lean down so my lips are close to his neck. Because he's being such a dick and making me stop drinking, I stick my tongue out and lick all the way up the side of his face.

"Ugh you little shit!" He grumbles and flips us around so he's laying across my body.

"Stop! You're squishing me!" I shout between laughs and keep laughing as he tickles my sides.

"Apologise."

"Never!"

"Okay then," he says slyly and leans down to my face so he can lick the same path I did on his.

"You're disgusting," I growl as I wipe my face over and over. He laughs and pins me to the bed so he's cuddling me.

"You're even more disgusting," he says playfully and rests his chin on my head.

"Okay, whatever," I grumble and turn to look out of the window. My face lights up when I see it's snowing.

"OMG snow!" I cheer.

"We are not going out in it."

I'll convince him.