Jimmy let himself fantasize about the future ahead of him: finishing college, becoming a lawyer, and helping his father take on the corrupt prison system.
Marriage with Cold and adopting some kids were also possibilities. It all sounded so wonderful, although he wasn’t really sure what Cold really thought about actually settling down someday and having a family.
He didn’t dare to dream such wonderful things would all come true, but it was nice to think about.
And besides, Cold had said it best:
Only time would tell.
Chapter One
One year later...
“What’s your safe word, Mr. Poe?”
“Ice.”
“Let’s begin... Strip for me.”
“Yes, sir,” Jimmy Poe replied breathlessly. He pulled all of his clothes off, folding them neatly and setting them on the chaise at the foot of the bed.
Boss Cold circled him slowly, gloved fingers lightly tracing the lines of his body: his spine, his collarbones, the groove of his hips.
Jimmy shuddered when Cold trailed a single digit along the shaft of his cock. The cool leather felt dangerous and exquisitely sinful. He was already hard and twitching at the teasing touches.
Cold took him in hand and squeezed softly. “Always so eager for me...”
“Yes, sir,” Jimmy breathed, trying to resist thrusting against the smooth leather.
Cold massaged his thumb over the head of Jimmy’s cock and rubbed the seam of his glove across the leaking slit.
Jimmy took a deep breath, his fingers clenching into tight fists by his sides. He hadn’t been given permission to touch, and he wanted to be good.
No.
For Boss Cold, Roderick Legrand, the gangster king of Strassen Springs, Jimmy wanted to beperfect.
