I shook my head. “I’m sorry, Madam, but I already said no, and I’m sticking to my guns here. I’m happy the way things are.”
She tilted her head to the side, a serene smile caressing her plump mouth. “I see that. I have to admit, I am surprised that Ross Midberry, of all people, enjoys being a houseboy.”
“Me too,” Ross said immediately. “But I do for Lane, and I’d appreciate if you wouldn’t ask him to come back again. You know I respect the professional life, Madam Winters, but Lane is mine now, and I don’t want to let him go.”
Amusement passed over her face and she interlocked her fingers in front of her as she stepped closer. “Well then, I am both happy and saddened by this. I’m always disappointed when my children leave the nest, but I am truly happy foryou, Lane, and you too, Ross. Come here.” She opened her arms, and I moved instinctively, burying myself in her warm and comforting embrace. When she held out her hand to Ross, he startled and hesitantly shifted toward her. She dragged him into her arms beside me and gave us each a kiss on the cheek that left a mark on Ross’s face, so probably mine, too. “Are you sure I cannot offer you triple?”
I laughed when she wrinkled her nose at me. “You can offer it, but I’ll still refuse. I have this guy now.” I dragged Ross against me again and laid my head on his shoulder. “And he takes good care of his Mister.”
“I bet he does.” She smiled and pressed her hands down her dress as if straightening the fabric, even though it was flawless. “Then I will take my leave. Do keep in contact, Lane. You know you are like a son to me.”
I nodded, feeling the biting sting of tears in my eyes, but I held them back. “I will. I promise.”
She patted my cheek gently before she headed out of the apartment, closing the door loudly behind herself. I stared long after she left, and it took Ross’s hand on my shoulder to jolt me out of my thoughts.
“Are you… regretting saying no to her?” he asked quietly.
I smiled and shook my head. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I dragged him down into a rough kiss. His hard cock pressed against my thigh, reminding me of his erection. I gave it a squeeze beneath his apron. “No. As much as I love the people there, the Courtesan isn’t my home anymore. You are, Pookie.”
He shivered and laid his forehead against mine. “I love you, Lane. Thank you for choosing me.”
I snorted and tapped his cheek. “It wasn’t a difficult decision. Come ’ere, let me take care of this.” Rubbing his hard-on through his underwear again, I guided him toward the bedroom. He mumbled something about needing to clean the table, but I shook my head and chuckled. Ross was a true houseboy. No, not houseboy.Househusband. He was more than just someone to do the chores and fuck me, he was a man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
I pushed him on the bed, and he went without resistance, falling onto his back on the mattress. Shoving the apron up so I could get a good view of his underwear, I ran my palm over the outline of his cock. He hissed and reached up to run his hands through his short dark hair.
“Fuck.”
“Want my mouth on you, Pookie?” I grinned wickedly at him and dipped my fingertips into his waistband, tugging on it. He raised his hips so I could get the material past his ass, and when I had the underwear completely off, I threw them across the room. I didn’t care where they landed.
“Yes.Fuck. I want you to suck my cock, Mister.”
I pouted at him. “Don’t I even get a please?”
“Please.” He shoved himself up on his elbows and stared at me pleadingly. “Please, Lane. Mister. I’ll do anything. Want you to suck my cock.”
I smiled and fell to my knees between his legs. “You beg so prettily.”
Shifting the apron up higher so his cock was visible, I ran a finger down its length, nail scraping over his sensitive skin gently. He moaned and his thighs quivered. The sight made my mouth water. I loved making Ross unravel, and there was no better way than teasing him.
“You take care of me, Pookie, and now it’s my turn to take care of you.” I took the tip of his cock into my mouth, sucking on it gently. His moans grew louder as I dipped my tongue into his slit and slid my lips down farther. I cupped his balls in my hands, rolling them in my palms and squeezing them gently. His reactions were music to my ears as he switched between groaning, whimpering, and begging.
Taking him completely in my mouth until he hit the back of my throat, I moaned around his thick flesh to give him the vibration, and he shuddered in response.
“Oh fuck, Mister.” He spread his legs farther and his toes curled and uncurled again, as though he didn’t know how to take the pleasure that rampaged through his body.
My dick throbbed where it was trapped in my pants, reminding me of my own needs and desires, and I knew exactly what I wanted. Slipping my mouth off his cock, I grinned when he groaned in disappointment. I rose and got into bed beside him, running my palm over his chest and tugging on the apron until his right nipple appeared.
“I’m going to give us both what we need, Pookie. Don’t you worry,” I whispered, kissing his neck and jaw. I wrapped my hand around his cock, jerking it as I leaned down to suckle on the nub of his nipple.
He moaned and threw his head back. “Yes.Mister. Shit.”
I grabbed the nub with my teeth and tugged. Fuck, I loved his tits. I could suck on them all night. Leaning back to get a good look at my work, I grinned at the swollen mess I’d left behind, then attacked it again. Between my hand on his cock and my teeth at his nipple, I didn’t expect Ross to last long. His trembling grew more intense with every passing second and excitement roiled inside me. My cock throbbed so hard it was painful.
“Fuck, I’m going to come.” He arched off the bed and the warmth of his cum splattered across my hand. He moaned, and I slid my gaze up to his face to watch him as he spurted. There was nothing more beautiful than the expression he made when his orgasm ripped through him.
“So gorgeous,” I murmured. Slipping my hand into my loose pants, I grabbed my dick, using Ross’s cum to ease my jerking as I sucked on his nipple again. It didn’t take long before I felt the familiar tingle of pleasure and then my balls were tightening. I stiffened as heat exploded inside me and I dropped my cum into my pants. Shivering through my release, I collapsed beside Ross, panting. “Christ.”
“Why do you like my nips?” he asked with an amused chuckle.
