“What did he want that he called you on your day off?” Jude asked, curious but not concerned. He knew my work ethic was solid.
“I’ll tell you over dinner.” Jude was an inch or so taller than me, but I had bulk compared to his leaner physique. That was how I dragged him to the edge of the bed and standing him, gave his ass a slap.
“Ouch,” he said rubbing it, which must’ve rattled something in his mind. He pivoted slowly and looked at me, biting his bottom lip. “Am I going to get punished for running away?”
I’d wondered how long it would take for him to figure that out. I thought the mention of still being in a Daddy/boy relationship would’ve triggered the question of punishment. Clearly, actually getting slapped did the trick.
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Do you deserve one?”
To his credit, he straightened and answered with certainty. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Logistics are on your side for this week. Since you’ll be staying at Frank’s house, you have a reprieve. I won’t be going easy on you, Jude, and you’re going to need a lot of aftercare. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy. I deserve whatever you do to me. When will it be?”
I lifted his chin to me. “That depends on whether you come home again.”
I heard Jude gulp back tears, evidenced by the sudden watery glaze in his eyes, and I kissed him. “No more tears tonight, baby. Let’s enjoy being away from everything and everyone.Si?”
“Si,” Jude croaked out on a last sob.
“Do you need time alone or can I shower with you?”
“The latter, Daddy.”
Not requiring time alone was a significant step in the right direction for us and my heart fluttered with optimism.
After we showered and dressed, I scanned our options. I’d only been to Oceanside twice and I’d eaten at a cheap taco joint once and a burger place on my second visit. Since tonight was special and we only had jeans and polo shirts, I selected a restaurant on the water that appeared very casual from the photos, had a mouthwatering menu, and most of all lent to the theme of the evening—Dominic’s Italian restaurant.
“Where are we going?” Jude asked.
“It’s a surprise that’s connected to my news so you have to wait and find out.”
He looked in the mirror and fingered his blond locks. I noticed his gaze fell to the hickey that was visible. “Does it bother you that people will know what we’ve been up to?”
He grinned, then took my hand. “I hope they do. Come on, Daddy. I’m hungry.”
The blow job I gave him in the shower had lightened the mood between us despite the distance between us that wasn’t there a week ago. I refrained from calling Gabby to ask about Isabella, knowing they were in the hospital if anything went awry. Jude didn’t need me bringing her up tonight when I was trying to seduce him into being my boyfriend again.
“I’m hungry, too,” I said. “And going early before the crowd make it easier to have a conversation.”
Since parking for Dominic’s was on the street, we took Jude’s car but I drove so he could relax. His second orgasm in the shower was the most erotic thing I’d seen, with his head thrown back, his eyes dilated, and water sluicing over his glistening body. No pun intended but he was what wet dreams were made of. I’d come as well and with all the cum we shot, we had to soap up and rinse off. But sex with Jude was well worth it. Even after almost a year, we were still discovering new things about our bodies and how to wring every drop of pleasure from our encounters.
We arrived in ten minutes and after finding a spot in front, he looked questioningly from the restaurant to me. “Dominic’s is part of the surprise?”
“Patience,tesoro,” I said and winked at him before getting out of the car and walking around to open his door. He’d taken some time to accustom himself to me doing personal services as such but I thought he kind of liked it now.
Inside the restaurant, the hostess asked if we wanted outside overlooking the harbor or inside. “Jude? I asked.
“Outside, please.”
“Perfect,” the hostess said. “It’s beautiful this time of day and so quiet. The decibels start to climb in two hours.”
“Would we be able to sit at the railing?”
“At this time of day, yes,” she said and led us to the far end where we had a panoramic view of the marina, lighthouse, and farther in the distance, the expansive Pacific Ocean.
“Perfect,” I said. “Thank you.”
