“Holy fuck!” He tensed and then I felt the hot splash of his seed on my stomach. The sensation sent me over too. When we finished, he rolled off me and onto his back. I looked down my body. “Wow. I’m a complete mess.”
He grunted as he shifted onto his side. “What you are is beautiful.”
I whimpered. The way he was looking at me was so hot, and I still wanted more, but— “I can’t go again. I just can’t.”
“Baby.” He ran his hand through the mess on my stomach. “Neither can I, but you are the sexiest man I’ve ever seen.”
Heat rushed to my face at the compliment. How could I feel shy with him after what we’d just done?
He caressed me and then brought his fingers to his mouth, eyes going closed as he sucked them.
“So hot, Daddy.”
“I love tasting us together.”
“Kiss me.”
He did, his tongue sliding along mine. He licked at my lips and then tugged the bottom one with his teeth. My cock wanted to stir, but I was thoroughly spent.
Graham smiled at me when he pulled back. “I’m going to get you some water and then clean you up.”
“Thank you, Daddy. That was just what I needed.”
He smiled. “I thought it would be.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Graham
After all I’d put him through, my boy needed to rest, so I ordered a pizza for us, and we spent the rest of the night snuggling. Avery didn’t mention my use of the word “love,” and I decided it was best to let that go for now. We didn’t talk anymore about boundaries for our Daddy/boy play, but one more day of waiting on that wasn’t going to hurt.
I had lunch with all three of my kids and dealt with some paperwork while Avery was at the salon the next day. When he got home, I fed him grilled chicken and salad filled with fresh vegetables from the farmer’s market. I’d originally planned to take him out, but he’d been so thrilled by me cooking for him the last time I’d visited that I decided to do it again.
“This chicken is amazing,” he said, his smile all the thanks I’d ever need.
“I’m glad you like it. After we finish, you get to decide if you want to go out for dessert or cocktails or just stay here.”
He beamed at me. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“I’m very proud of my boy. You were so good for me this week, you only touched yourself when I told you to, and I want to reward you.”
“Giving me yourself bare and the dildo too was like the best reward ever.”
I grinned. “How did I get this lucky?”
Avery squeezed my hand. “I feel like I’m the lucky one.”
I had to swallow around the lump in my throat. I wanted to tell him I loved him right then, but I didn’t want to scare him. I’d tell him eventually. I was reasonably sure he felt the same way, but I wasn’t ready to find out.
When we’d finished eating and had cleaned up, I realized Avery had been much less chatty than usual. “Are you all right, baby? Did you have a bad day?”
“No, a good day actually, but I was really glad I get to stand up to do my job.”
I couldn’t help but smile. “Just how sore are you?”
“Not too sore to let you have me again, Daddy.”
I growled. “Don’t tempt me, boy. Your ass needs a rest after last night.”
“My mouth doesn’t.”
I narrowed my eyes. “You didn’t answer my question.”
He suddenly became very interested in the view from the balcony. “I had a good day.”
“But something is bothering you.”
“Um… well… could we talk a minute before we go out, you know, without any role play?”
I hoped that didn’t mean something really was wrong. “Sure we can. I can be whatever you need, a Daddy, a Dom, or just Graham.”
He sighed. “You’re amazing.”
“I care about you. That’s all.” I stroked his cheek, and he leaned into my touch.
“Could we snuggle while we talk? I think that would make it easier.”
“Of course.” He squealed in surprise when I picked him up, but as I carried him to the sofa, he relaxed in my arms and pressed his lips to my neck.
I wanted him on my lap, but that felt too much like what a daddy would do, so I settled him next to me and put my arm around him. “I intended for us to talk more about boundaries before now. I’m sorry we haven’t.”
He shook his head. “That’s not your fault. I could’ve asked before now, but I think part of the reason I didn’t was that being your boy feels so comfortable, and it’s been working to use each other’s names as a signal to step back, or at least it seems like it has.”
I nodded. “I feel like that too, and I’ve always taken you calling me Graham as a sign that you want me to respond differently than I would if you called me Daddy. But if you want something else or more clear boundaries, we can figure that out.”
“The thing is I really don’t, but I feel like I should. That’s why I brought it up.”
I pulled him tighter to me and kissed the top of his head. “There aren’t any shoulds outside of consent and respect.”
“I guess not, but it’s hard not to wonder why I feel like I do. At first I thought I’d only want to play like this during sex, but when the lines started to blur for us, I loved it. I didn’t want to stop being your boy just because we weren’t in bed. I realized I haven’t even been thinking about stopping and starting at all. It’s just like we are who we are with each other, and part of that is Daddy and boy.”
I was so awed by him that it took me a moment to put words together. “Avery, that’s… Thank you so much for telling me that. I never thought you’d feel like that. I never thought I would, either. I even told you I didn’t want this to be a lifestyle thing, because I never had. I didn’t think that would suit me, but with you it all seems natural.”
Avery shifted so he was looking at me. He took my hands and looked down at our intertwined fingers. “I wondered at first if we didn’t know how to relate to each other any other way, because we’d only had that one weekend together. But that’s not it, is it?”
I shook my head. “I don’t think so. I think this is just what’s right for us. I’m still not sure it will be all the time. I think there are going to be moments, maybe even whole days or weeks, that one or both of us will want to step aside from those roles.”
“Me too,” Avery said, looking up at me. “But I like what we’re doing. I like when you make choices for me. I like when you tell me what I should do next. I think that if we were together all the time, I wouldn’t want you always doing that, but some of the time… yeah.”
His cheeks were an adorable pink. I reached up and stroked them with my thumbs. “Do you want to keep on using each other’s names if we need to step back from our roles?”
He nodded. “Yeah, I do.”
I pulled him onto my lap then. “I know I’m going to screw up at some point, boy. Just know I want so much to do what’s right. You can always use your safeword if you need to stop role-playing, and I’m not getting it, okay?”
He snuggled in and nuzzled me. “I know, Daddy. And you can use it too, if you need to stop.”
“Oh, baby. Thank you. You’re so fucking perfect.”
“I trust you more than I’ve ever trusted anyone other than Felicity. Maybe that’s crazy, but it’s true.”
“I keep thinking all this should feel crazy, but it doesn’t. It just feels right.”
“So right.”
***
I spent every one of the next few weekends in Asheville. Avery and I went to dinner a few times. We heard a band one of the other stylists from Oasis Asheville was in. He introduced me to a few more food trucks and some of his favorite beers, but we spent most of our time in the condo. I cooked for him. We talked, learning more about each other’s past, more about our dreams for the future, and all about every inch of our bodies and all the things we both liked such as riding crops, love bi
tes, and that damned amazing remote-controlled plug.
A few days before my next visit to Asheville, Leo called to say he’d talked more with the owner of Thrust, and he was ready to seriously consider putting in an offer. He had plans to meet the owner and manager on Friday afternoon and then spend the evening at the club. Leo told me I didn’t have to go with him, but I could tell he really wanted my opinion.
I locked my office door and called Avery, hoping he wasn’t going to be upset that I wanted to make an alteration in our plans.
“Graham, hey, what’s up?”
“Have you got time to talk?”
“Yeah, I just got home from work.”
“I need to ask you a few things about the weekend.” I should’ve just said it, but I was stalling, because I was nervous.
“Do you want to Skype instead?”
“Not yet. If I see you, it’ll distract me too much.”
Avery laughed. “I can distract you without any visuals.”
“You could, but you won’t because you’re a good boy.”
“I am, Daddy,” he purred, emphasizing the last word. My cock responded as he’d no doubt known it would.
“Watch it, boy.”
“So is this a good thing about the weekend? You’re still coming Friday, right?”
Just say it. I took a deep breath. “Yes, I’ll still be there Friday, but you remember me telling you about my friend Leo?”
“Of course I do. He helped you build a new life, and he owns a club, and you went to Italy with him?”
I nodded even though he couldn’t see me. “That’s right. He’s thinking about buying a club in Asheville.”
“Thrust?”
“Yeah, that’s the one. How’d you know?”
“I’d heard that the owner, Allen, wants to sell it. He’s moving somewhere. Maybe to California.”
“Yeah, I think that’s right. So what do you think of the place?”
“I like it. It’s safe and comfortable. I was actually planning to go there the night of the wedding.”
“But you met me.” I had to force myself not to growl at the idea of him having left the wedding to find someone else.
“I did. I found exactly what I needed.”
“That’s right, boy. Don’t you forget it.”
“No chance of that.” The purr was back in his voice.
“So you think Leo should take a look?”
“Definitely. I’d love to know someone trustworthy is taking it over. It’s gotten more crowded in the last year, and tourists wander in, especially on weekend nights. That’s really the only thing I don’t like.”
“So it might need an expansion or a long-time members area or something.”
“Yeah, but he should look at it for sure. I know a few of the regulars, so I could connect him with them if he wants their perspective.”
“Perfect. He wants to come up this weekend and check it out.”
“Oh.”
I could hear his disappointment, but I kept going. “He wants to meet you.”
“Shit. I… Um… The two of you were… are… What are you to each other now?”
“Friends, Avery. That’s all. Even if I hadn’t promised to be exclusive with you, I wouldn’t be fucking Leo. We haven’t been more than friends for a long time.”
“Oh, that’s… Thank you for telling me. I’m just not sure how I feel about meeting him.”
I wasn’t going to force this, no matter how much I wanted Leo to meet the man who’d stolen my heart. “If you’re not ready, that’s completely understandable.”
“But it’s not fair. You’ve already met my best friend.”
“Yes, but that was a little different.”
Avery laughed. “Just a little, but being your daughter-in-law wouldn’t have stopped her from warning me off if she thought it necessary.”
“I’m sure it wouldn’t.” Felicity wasn’t one to hold back her opinions.
“How much does he know about us?”
I was tempted to lie, but he deserved my honesty. “Basically everything.”
“The Daddy kink too?”
“Yes, but only because he already knew it was one of my preferences. He’s seen me play with boys at his club.” Please don’t be mad.
Several seconds passed, then he said, “I want to be annoyed, but I probably would’ve told Felicity if she wasn’t related to you.”
“I still should’ve asked you first. I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s good that you have someone you can talk to.”
I finally exhaled fully when he said that. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Daddy. I want you to be happy, and I trust you.”
“Good. I trust you too. Leo proposed dinner on Friday and then going to the club together. But if you don’t want to go, I can stay long enough to give my opinion and then come home to you.”
“You realize if we go together, I might see people I’ve played with.”
I automatically clenched my fists and then had to remind myself I was a mature adult, not a jealous caveman. “I figured that would be the case.”
“And you won’t mind?”
“Not unless you decide you’d rather play with them. Would you mind if you met some of the boys I’d played with?”
“I want to say no, but…”
“Fine. I’ll be jealous as hell, but that’s ridiculous, and I won’t act on it.”
“Yeah, same.”
“How do you feel about going with me?”
He sighed. “Okay, I guess. If we’re… If this is real then we need to meet each other’s friends eventually. But… um… do you want to play at the club or just observe?”
“I’d love to play with you, if you want that, but if not, that’s okay too.” I paced in front of my office window, anxious for his answer.
“What would you want to do?”
Once again, I decided to go for full honesty. “I want to spank you while people watch. I want to show off what a good boy you are.”
I heard Avery suck in his breath. “Um… I…”
“I want them to hear my hand crack against your ass, see you squirm, hear you cry out for more.”
“Oh my God, Daddy.”
“Do you want that too?”
“I… Yeah, I do.”
“Then I’ll give it to you.”
“Wow. That would be…” He took a shaky breath.
“You’re hard, aren’t you? Just thinking about being exposed like that, about needing to be good so you make your daddy proud, has you ready to come.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Are you alone?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Take your cock out. You’re going to jerk off, and I’m going to listen. I want to hear everything.”
“You can watch if you want to, Daddy.”
I bit back a groan. “I’m still at work, and I don’t want to risk it.”
“You’re in your office, listening to me? That’s so hot.”
I chuckled. “You’re such a slutty boy.”
“I am. My cock is out now, Daddy. I’m getting some lube on my hand, and now I’m…” He groaned. “Working myself.”
“Fist it tightly, so hard it almost hurts.”
Avery sucked in his breath.
“Good boy. Now stroke yourself hard and fast. I don’t have long, and I need to hear you come before I get off the phone.”
His breathing picked up, and I could hear the slick, sliding sound of his hand working over his cock.
“So good. It feels so good, Daddy.”
“I know it does. Touch your balls too. Tug on them. Work yourself over like I was watching, like you wanted me to see what you could do.”
“Daddy,” he whimpered. “So good. So close.”
“Give it to me. Come on, boy.”
He was moaning now, and I could hear him shifting against the bed.
“Tug harder.”
“Oh God, Daddy. I’m coming.”
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bsp; “Yes, boy. Come for me.”
He shouted, and I could imagine him arching off the bed, eyes shut, face slowly going slack as he pumped out his release.
“You’re such a good boy for giving that to Daddy.”
He whimpered.
“You love being a slutty boy and getting off while I’m at work, don’t you?”
“I do, Daddy.”
I sank back into my chair, my legs too shaky to keep me upright. “I’m going to love showing you off on Friday.”
“Yes, please. I didn’t even know I wanted that until you said it, but wow, it sounds so hot.”
I smiled. “I love how eager you are, but no touching yourself until I’m there.”
“Yes, Daddy.” He sounded so disappointed.
“I’ve got to go, but we’ll talk tomorrow, and I’ll see you Friday.”
“I miss you, Graham.”
“I miss you too, baby.”
***
Friday dragged by. I had an interminable meeting with an investor who didn’t seem to know what he wanted and whose lawyer was an arrogant piece of shit. Then my laptop decided to pitch a fit, and the office lunch delivery got mixed up, so I ended up with nothing but an apple to eat. By the time I was headed out the door, I was so ready to get to Asheville, I didn’t know how I was going to stand two hours in summer weekend traffic.
Thrust’s current owner, Allen, had managed to score us reservations at Casa Lucas, one of the hottest places in Asheville. Avery was going to be thrilled. He’d told me he’d never been, because it was impossible to get a weekend night reservation, even months in advance. Allen played soccer with the owner, though, so he’d been able to work it out.
I was looking forward to everything about this night. I had some surprises for Avery, and I intended to get him all worked up before we went out. I’d tease him as much as I could at dinner without embarrassing him in front of Leo. Then, as soon as I’d gotten a feel for the atmosphere at Thrust, I was going to redden his ass until he was dying to come, not that I’d let that happen while people watched. His orgasms were for me and only me. He’d have to wait until we were in a private room to finally get relief.
CHAPTER EIGHT
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