I wouldn’t say Alton rushed us through the front door, but he definitely had a bounce in his step and was quick to say his final farewells. Once we were back outside again with the snow falling, it was almost as if our late-night visit had never happened.
Winter stood on the stoop staring down at the bag he held with his bottom lip clenched between his teeth.
“What has you so flustered?” I asked, nudging his shoulder with my elbow.
He shrugged and ran his fingers through his hair. “I guess I didn’t realize how easily something like that would shock me,” he whispered, glancing with wide eyes over his shoulder at the door. “Nudity in art doesn’t bother me, and I don’t think there’s anything wrong with sex,” he said in a rush as he grasped my wrist. “I think it’s good between people who love each other.”
I couldn’t help it, I snickered. “Okay, now I have to know what you saw.”
Winter startled me when he flopped against my side and rested his forehead on my shoulder. “You know how Noah’s robe slipped,” he said.
“Yeah, I noticed the fancy underwear.”
He knocked his forehead against me, hard enough that it stung. “The red lace was only the tip of the iceberg. Noah has an underwear hoard that rivals the jewelry collection. They’re all organized very nicely in boxes, but some of them were sitting around open, and then I realized that he must have about a hundred of them. Maybe more.”
I laughed and patted the top of his head, and I was surprised by the softness of his hair. “Alton has always seemed like the type to beat a man, not spoil him. I’m surprised.”
Winter shrugged, then grinned up at me, but none of the blush had left his cheeks, and if anything, it was worse. “They’re very involved with each other. That’s everything a couple should be.” He let out a wistful sigh.
“Alton has the vibe of a man who likes to be in charge. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was a Dom in their bedroom games.” I bared my teeth for a second, then laughed. It had been ages since I’d had this much fun in a conversation with a man.
Winter stared up at me. “You mean, like... he hurts poor Noah?”
I shrugged. “Not necessarily. More like he tells him what to do and how to do it and rewards him for listening... or punishes him when he doesn’t. There are all sorts of punishments for good boys that aren’t really mean.” I winked.
Winter seemed to think about what I’d said for a second, then abruptly started toward the Roadster. “How do you know those sorts of things?”
I shrugged when he glanced back.
Winter started to giggle.
“What?” I asked.
The wicked little smirk that curled the corners of his lips sent a spike of need through me and let me view a new side of him. “Maybe I should’ve walked in there and been allhey, Daddy, I need your jewels. Alton might’ve given them to me. Get it? Jewels?” He busted out laughing and seemed far too pleased, then stifled a huge yawn.
HearingDaddyfall from Winter’s pink lips fired a sizzle of lust through me and my cock stiffened until I was uncomfortably aware of it. “Don’t call Alton Daddy.” We reached the Roadster, and I opened his door.
Winter grinned. “I wouldn’t for real,” he said as he sat. “Why?”
“Never mind,” I growled out and shut his door. The short walk around the car in the cold wasn’t enough to get my cock to behave. When I was behind the steering wheel I ignored Winter, but as I put the car in gear and started it along the snow-covered driveway, he rested his hand on my thigh. I glanced at him. It must’ve taken all his courage for him to touch me because he was biting his lip and his grip on me tightened.
“Do you... like to be called Daddy?”
I stopped the car and leaned over, sealing my lips on top of those sweet ones of his that had suddenly decided to be so curious. He tasted good—spicy and earthy—and his mouth trembled when I invaded with my tongue and swirled it around the tip of his.
“Oh,” he squeaked as I sat back.
I removed his hand from my thigh, kissed his knuckles, and then gently settled his hand back on his lap. “Don’t start things you aren’t ready for, boy. You have no idea what a man like me could do to you.”
My cock didn’t go back to sleep because the glint in his eyes said loud and clear that maybe he would like to find out, and holy fuck, this little piece of sunshine was a temptation.
5
WINTER
Licking my lips,I kept stealing peeks at RJ as he drove. His hands were huge on the steering wheel and he seemed in control of his body—in every way possible. People didn’t often bring up things they weren’t interested in, so he had to be a Dom, right?
Did he want someone to call him Daddy?
