Licking my lips, I rested my hands on the table and took a deep breath, then smiled at him. “Daddy, please stay.”
RJ’s entire body jolted and he sucked in a deep breath through clenched teeth. He paced over to stand directly beside me, and I loved how he seemed ready to snap, like a bowstring that would let an arrow fly directly toward me.
“I feel like I’m abusing a superpower,” I said with a grin.
“You’re a brat.” He shook his head at me, clearly communicating his disappointment.
“No!” I was truly hurt and couldn’t say why.
“Yes.” He nodded, and I loved the tiny smile that kicked up a corner of his mouth. “But you need to eat, and I do want to check out a few things. I want to find you in bed when I get back.” His gaze was intent and he sounded so serious.
I already knew I would be literally anywhere else when he got home, and not because I didn’t want to sleep on a bed, but mostly because it was fun riling him up. Fuck, maybe I was a brat. “Okay, Daddy,” I said.
He bent and cupped the back of my head, and this time the kiss he laid on me was harsh and stole my breath. He parted my lips with his tongue and scouted out my mouth, then sucked on my bottom lip and growled. My cock was throbbing and all I could think about was getting it out of my pants and jerking off by the time he was finished.
He glanced down at my lap. “You don’t want to know what will happen if you touch that before I get back.”
Tingles raced over my skin and my belly quivered as I watched him walk away.
It took me fifteen minutes to calm down enough to finish making my sandwich, and I was smiling the entire time I did. Maybe this wasn’t such a terrible day after all.
6
RJ
It wasan effort to drag one foot in front of the other as I entered my house. False dawn created a velvety blue glow in the east. I glanced around the basement entryway and sighed out in happiness as I spotted Winter’s boots and leather coat. I brushed my fingers along the cool, slick sleeve, then shuffled closer to inhale the wisps of his scent on the collar. He was so fucking gorgeous I could barely stand it, and he smelled like a place I wanted to visit—exotic and homey all at the same time.
Now that Winter wasn’t standing in front of me I could let myself seethe with rage about everything that had happened tonight. I hadn’t found Vance Cromwell. He wasn’t even good enough for a bullet. No, when I hauled him out of whatever rat hole he’d crawled into, I was going to tie him to the bumper of my car and go drag racing. I let out a long breath. The moment I’d seen his face on that security footage, I’d known what kind of lowlife scumbag I was dealing with.
And Winter didn’t have a clue, but Vance was perfectly capable of vanishing.
I’d been hunting for him for ten fucking years only to have him turn up now, after I’d lost hope.
Sighing, I ran a hand over my face and kicked off my boots, then went through the next door to the TV room. I stopped still the second I was over the threshold with the door shut behind me and snorted, shaking my head.
Winter had dragged some pillows and a comforter out of one of the bedrooms, I thought maybe the one down here, and he’d made a cute nest in front of the fireplace. He’d stripped down to some very clingy black briefs and was lying on top of the bedding because he’d turned on the gas fireplace. Flames danced in the grate and made his skin glow. It was certainly toasty in here, perfect for being naked. I took off my suit jacket and tossed it on the couch. With everything going on, I didn’t want my gun far away, but I stripped the holster off and set it on an end table.
Winter was adorable and he wanted to play with fire. Why not let him? Smiling, I unbuttoned my shirt and tugged it out of my pants before tossing it with my other clothing. I pulled my belt out of the loops and wrapped it around my left wrist, then went over to stare at Winter. His hair was a sexy mess. He shifted and the way he arched to get comfortable drew my attention to his pink nipples, which matched his parted lips. He seemed twice as innocent asleep as awake. He had some wood and the bulge in his underwear made him look edible and fuckable. His thighs were toned, and I would love to have them over my shoulders or spread for me so that I could get at his ass.
Giving my happy cock a squeeze, I stared for a while longer, then went down to my knees next to him. I took the belt off my wrist and wrapped it around his left one before slipping the leather through the buckle and tugging it tight. He was still asleep and didn’t budge. I dragged his arm up over his head, leaning down to anchor his hand in place with my weight. His brow furrowed.
“Bad boys don’t get what they want,” I whispered in his ear.
He gasped and his eyes snapped open. He tried to jerk his arm down and confusion swept across his face when he couldn’t. He glanced upward and his mouth fell open. With a tiny moan, he squirmed around, and the bulge in the front of his briefs swelled. I wanted to touch him there—he was such a horny mess—but I wasn’t sure he was really awake yet. It wouldn’t be any fun if he didn’t know what was happening.
“Oh, you’re back,” he said, voice thick with sleep. His eyes went wider as he tugged on his captured arm. “RJ.”
I slung my leg over him and caged him in, leaning down to press a kiss on his forehead. “Why didn’t you listen to me and go to the bedroom?”
He shrugged, and I was happy that he didn’t seem to be upset that I had him semi restrained.
“That isn’t good enough. You know why you chose to ignore my instructions.”
He shrugged again and wouldn’t meet my eye, but a pretty blush spread across his face and down his neck.
“Were you interested in punishments that good boys get to let them know when they’ve been bad?” I jerked his arm higher, stretching out his body. His free hand drifted down toward his cock and he toyed with the waistband of his briefs, clearly testing the waters to see what he could get away with before I would say something. I slid my hand down his chest, tickling through the sparse hair there, and laid it over his.
He shrugged once more.
