He hisses in a little more than a whisper to ask what the fuck am I doing here. Luckily, the intervention by Andrew stops me from having to think of a reply that wouldn’t have made Royal angrier. I watch as he shuts me out and takes the hand of a little who’s way cuter than me and walks away.
“Are you okay, sweet boy?” Andrew asks, his term of endearment reminding me the other reason I’m here. To let my little out to play and to blow of some steam.
“I’m good, Daddy.” I smile sweetly, lifting my face up for a kiss. He doesn’t make me wait.
I switch off thoughts of Royal and get down to enjoying myself. The evening is the fun I knew it would be. Until Royal chooses to fuck Alfie in front of everyone. It’s not the openness of the act—we’re in a sex club—it’s that it’s not me he’s fucking. I look away and at Andrew. “Can we go somewhere else, Daddy?”
“Would you prefer a private room, sweetheart?” he asks, his fingers creeping up my T-shirt to pinch my nipple.
“Yes, please.”
Andrew stands up and takes my hand, and we walk away from the circle of men and down to a private room. With the door closed behind us, I pull my T-shirt up over my head. “Play with me, Daddy.”
“It will be my absolute pleasure.” He kisses me as he unbuttons my shorts and lets them drop to the floor. His firm grip on my arse has me up and my legs around his waist. “Hmm, I think I’d like to turn this beautiful arse bright red before I fuck you. Are you up for some toys? Some nipple clamps maybe?”
“Fuck, yes, Daddy!”
He walks us to the bed and drops me down on the mattress, before he wanders off to the table with all the toys laid out. I stretch out, opening my legs for him to get a look at my hole.
“You are a minx, boy.” He kisses me and bites on my lips. “Ready?”
I nod and push my chest up. The clamps are tight, but the pain travels to my dick, making it throb in anticipation, just as my arse aches to be filled. When I’m over his knee, I lose myself in the sharp sting of his hand coming down on my bare skin. As soon as he enters me, I feel my orgasm building. It’s been too long since I had all this. “Go slow, Daddy, I’m already close.”
My body is still buzzing from the spanking and epic orgasm, and as I say goodbye to Andrew, I feel I’ve found a friend here.
“Don’t let Royal stop you from coming here. I can see there’s some history between you both, and I’m not asking you to tell me. But if you ever need a companion and a friend, then call me or come and find me here.” He hands me a black, glossy card with only a phone number in silver on it.
I take it with a raised eyebrow. “Are you James Bond or maybe Batman?”
He laughs easily, and I find myself liking him even more. “I’m sorry to say it, but no. I’m not either of them.
“That’s what you have to say. Thank you, Andrew. I’ve had a lovely evening.”
“Me too. I hope to see you again soon.” He places a soft kiss on my lips. “Drive home safely.”
“You too.” I walk over to my car, ready for a good night’s sleep.
“Memphis!”
I stop with my hand on the door handle before turning. I already know who it is. “What do you want, Royal?”
“You’re kidding me? What do you think I want? Some fucking answers would be a good place to start.” He stops a couple of feet away from me, tension radiating off him.
“No.” I open the car door as he steps closer. “It’s two in the morning; I’m worn out and ready for my bed.”
His hand catches hold of the top of the door. “And where would your bed be? Where are you calling home seven years after you left one behind without a backward glance?”
“Goodnight, Royal.” I climb in behind the wheel, wincing a little thanks to Andrew and his amazing cock. An action Royal doesn’t miss. “You got what you came for then?”
“Let go of my door, Royal.” I pull on it, holding eye contact with him until he lets go.
“Stay away from my family, Memphis,” he snarls at me.
I slam the door and start my engine. He’s watching me with his arms folded over his sculpted chest. I hope he can’t see how much my hands are shaking; I’m going to have pull away even though I don’t feel ready to drive. Royal steps away as I move forward, and I glance in my rear-view mirror. His hands are raking through his hair like he’s trying to hold himself together. Then he’s striding to what must be his car.
At least the hotel has a large shower with unlimited hot water and then a super comfortable bed. After placing the Do Not Disturb notice on my door, I make the most of the shower as soon as I’m in my room. After getting all the sweat, lube, and cum from my body, I let the water wash over me and think of Royal.
Is he really this angry after seven bloody years? I didn’t expect him to open his arms for a welcome home hug, but an interest in what happened back then and what I’ve been doing since. Okay, maybe turning up at his club on a night I thought he would pretty certainly be there wasn’t my smartest move. But it wasn’t my first night there. I thought I would’ve seen him on one of the other evenings. I wasn’t going to back out, not once I knew they kept the numbers even. That wouldn’t look good for me as a new member.
