 To an observer it would appear Taren was casually looking around the patio at the restaurant decorations, glancing occasionally at Ian. It was probably obvious to people they were comfortable with each other and didn’t need the constant conversation that came with couples early in their relationship and dating. Ian wanted to lean back in his chair, enjoy the heat building in his pelvis, spread his legs wide, and invite Taren to do whatever the man desired. However, he couldn’t do that here, something that only fueled his excitement. The game was simple, Taren would push buttons, literally, and Ian had to endure the sensations coursing through him without outwardly letting on what he was feeling. His ass tightened and he forced himself to try and relax. “Are you enjoying our new little toy?” Taren asked, his voice low and husky. He leaned forward and rested his forearms on the table. God, Ian loved when Taren used that tone of voice. He moved his hands to the arms of the chair, gripping hard. “I-I do, s-sir.” Just when Ian thought he’d eject himself from the chair and hump the table leg the massager stilled once more. His body slowly, very slowly relaxed, but the heat between his legs was insistent as ever. The waiter picked that moment to show up with their food and a pitcher of ice-cold water. Ian chugged a glass and refilled it, drinking half but a little more slowly. Taren stuck the remote into his shirt pocket. “Remind me later and I’ll bring up the website the piercing technician referred me to. You can look at all the goodies available.” Ian smiled between bites of dinner. “I’m looking forward to that. A lot.” He quickly added, “Sir,” before taking another sip of beer and a few more bites of salad. It was time to jump into another conversation. “I’ve been thinking about your friends.”  Last day to pre-order at $2.99!    
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