A door slammed somewhere in the distance, reminding us we were far from alone. The first time I shoved my hands inside his waistband to explore the ass that had haunted me, wasn’t going to be in the middle of a public place where anyone could walk in on us. I wasn’t opposed to letting others see how I could give him pleasure, but that shit wasn’t going to happen until we’d talked about it and gotten to know one another behind closed doors first.
“You’re dangerous, princess,” I growled as I broke the kiss. I licked my lips, picking up a faint hint of vanilla and cherries. As soon as possible, I wanted more of that flavor on my lips, straight from his. “It’s a good thing one of us has his head on. I’m pretty sure you would have been on your knees if we’d gone on much longer.”
“Can’t blame me,” he quipped as he scooted off my legs and stood. “You’re the one who left me hanging for almost a week. I had to make a move, so you’d know what you’re missing.”
“Oh, believe me, I know.” I took Mav’s outstretched hand. It was cute how he thought he was helping me off the low couch. If I’d relied on him to pull me up, we would have wound up in a heap on the couch and then we’d be right back where we started. It wasn’t that I thought him weak, but the hundred pounds I probably had on him. “And we’ll get back to this, just as soon as we’re done with the list Sam left for us.”
“You knew we were working together today?” Mav asked as he followed me into DeSires. I slid my hand into his and held the door open for him.
He gasped when he stepped into the space. I felt a sense of pride welling up inside of me, even though I was just a grunt they’d found busy work for, so I had something to do. The log cabin feel with its dark colors and overload of wood was gone, replaced by sleek tables, the same black leather couches that were in The Lodge, and mirrors along one wall to give the audience a view of what was happening on the stage during public demonstrations.
But my favorite feature was the frosted half wall. I hadn’t understood what it was for when I’d first seen them installing it, but Sam was all too eager to explain that it was a way for those who were interested in voyeurism, but unsure, to explore with a bit of security added.
That’s where I wanted Mav. I wanted to give the crowd a peek of how pretty my boy was with my dick shoved down his throat, but I wasn’t ready to drag him up on stage. Some things were only for us, and that included the way I planned to mess up his mascara and eye liner. I couldn’t explain why that was one of my fantasies, but I wanted to know how it would feel to haul him around with black smears trailing down his cheeks so everyone would know how well he swallowed my spunk with my dick buried in his throat.
“This is amazing.” He gave me a gentle tug as he started wandering through the club. He waited until we were near the entrance to the private rooms before he spun around and placed a hand on my chest. I had no doubt he could feel exactly how fast my heart was beating. He stepped closer, trailing a single finger down my sternum. “Are you going to give me another private tour, Sir?”
Oh fuck. When I’d told him he could call me that if he didn’t want to use my name, I’d been half joking. Now that he’d said it, I wanted to hear it all the time.
I bent down and nipped his earlobe. “Only if you’re a good boy. If you think you’re going to tease me all day until I give you what you want, you’ll definitely see the inside of one of those rooms, but it won’t be for the reason you’re hoping.”
“Oh, Da—” I stilled, and he cut himself off before finishing the word.
“Thank you. I like that you remember the rules,” I praised him. He shivered, and I promised myself I would find more reasons to compliment him throughout the day. If he was starving for praise, I would be the one to sate his need.
I hadn’t told him that we’d be spending the majority of our day in and out of those rooms. Sam had spent all day yesterday going through his lists to make sure each room was fully stocked with everything needed based on the theme of the room. Today, we’d be setting the rooms up since the construction crew was doing their finishing touches and clean up in the main area.
The first room was pretty standard. Compared to some of what Sam had planned for the role playrooms, it was almost boring. That didn’t mean my boy didn’t react when I led him inside. He jumped as the door closed. When he turned to ask me a question, his pupils were dilated to the point it was hard to see the ring of brown around the edges.
“See something you like?” I teased, allowing my hand to ghost over his hip as I passed him.
“I thought you said we weren’t taking a tour yet?” He swallowed hard, and his chest rose and fell in shallow pants. I glared at him when he reached down to adjust himself.
“Don’t touch that,” I warned him. “We’ll talk at dinner later, but if you seriously want to start something with me, I think we’d better set a few rules starting now.”
“O-okay,” he stammered. I took his hand and led him to what looked like a massage table in the middle of the room. It punished me as much as him when I grabbed his hips and lifted him onto the table, allowing him to feel how affected I was by his company in this space. He sucked in a ragged breath as his ass hit the padded leather.
“First, I need to know what you want out of this thing between us,” I told him. That was important because I was struggling to restrain myself.
“I want it all,” he admitted, tucking his chin to his chest to hide his blush. I loved seeing his pink cheeks when he was flustered.
“Look at me and say that,” I demanded. “There will be times when I expect you to not make eye contact, but unless I tell you otherwise, I need to see those pretty brown eyes. Now, I’ll ask you again, what do you want? A session or two to test the waters? A casual fling?”
“No, Sir.” I rested my hands on his thighs, squeezing lightly as we stared one another down. “I can’t do casual with you. I wish I could, but that’s not what I want.”
“Thank you for being honest with me.” I placed a chaste kiss to his forehead. “So, it’s safe to say neither of us want to play for a time or two and walk away. I know I said I needed us to go slow, but every time you’re near me, I realize what a fool I’ve been.”
“How so?” He batted his eyelashes and, I swear, I felt my resolve fracture.
This time, I kissed the tip of his nose as I slid my hands to the insides of his thighs and spread them wide enough for me to step closer. “Every kiss, every touch, every little fucking sound you make only drives my need higher. Once I have you, I’m pretty sure slow will go right out the fucking window.”
“I’m okay with that,” he reassured me. He held the backs of my legs so I couldn’t put space between us. “I’d rather we dive headfirst and see where things lead, than this hot and cold game we’ve been playing.”
“You mean thatI’vebeen playing,” I corrected him. I pressed my lips to one cheek and then the other. “I’m sorry for that. Like I said, I’ll explain what’s going on later, but this isn’t easy for me. It has the potential to fuck up my entire world, but I can’t make myself walk away from you.”
“I don’t want you suffering for me.” Such a sweet boy. Sam had told me bits and pieces of how they met and became friends. I hated everyone in his life who hadn’t accepted him for who he was. As long as I was around, I’d do everything in my power to protect him from that pain. Yes, that included the people inmylife who tried to give him a hard time. Maybe them more than anyone.
He tried looking away again, and I grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at me. “I’m old enough to know what matters. Some of what I stand to lose will be temporary. The rest, well, they don’t matter as much as I once thought they did. If they can’t accept who I am, fuck them. If it wasn’t you, it could just as easily be someone else. I’ve never been the type to do what other people expected from me, and I’m sure as shit not going to start now.”
