Unfortunately, that meant taking him out to my place so I could swap the car for the bike, and that meant the potential to run into Stephen. The sun was definitely shining on this dog’s ass today, because the lot was empty, and the house was locked up tight.
We rode the bike out to the ocean, stopping at a little seaside cafe for lunch. Mav’s body visibly relaxed when he took off his helmet, closed his eyes, and sucked in a deep breath of salty air. If I hadn’t already been in love with him, that might have sealed the deal. This was one of my favorite places on earth, and I couldn’t wait until summer when I could really share it with him.
After we ate, we stowed our boots and socks in the trunk of the bike, and I handed him a pair of shimmery flip flops. When I saw them, I couldn’t help but buy them for my princess. Even on his most masculine days, I’d learned he still likedsomethingon him to be pretty. Hand-in-hand, we walked the length of the beach, chatting about whatever came to mind.
There were a few who gave us unapproving looks, but as far as I was concerned, they could all kiss my ass. It wasn’tmyfault they’d never have someone look at them with that gooey look Mav gave me every time we stopped. When I laid out a blanket and sat down with Mav between my legs, I realized how right it felt having him there. He dozed, and I watched him while listening to the waves roll onto the shore.
Eventually, I had to call an end to our first trip to the beach. If we didn’t leave now, Blake would be waiting around and, knowing my luck, he’d wind up finding a unicorn of his own. “Sweetheart, it’s time to pack up.”
“I changed my mind. I want to stay here with you forever. I don’t need…that other thing.” That was the sleep talking. Mav got even more cuddly when he wasn’t worrying about being too needy or clingy, and I wouldn’t ever complain about that.
I pushed him upright and kneeled behind him. After a quick glance around to make sure no one was watching us, I slid my hand down the front of his jeans. My boy was still hard and had to be aching by this point. If he was really good for me, I might let him come once before we got into the rougher part of the night. Otherwise, he was likely to blow all over Blake, andno onegot to taste him but me. “Oh no, you don’t. Daddy’s put a lot of work into setting things up for tonight.”
He reached back, digging his fingers into my hip, rocking his ass against my dick. Now both of us were hard, but I’d quickly learned I needed to maintain control so he knew he couldn’t walk all over me.
I stood, reaching out to make sure he didn’t fall back. He spun around and glared at me with adorably pursed lips. There was still a faint hint of the deep red lip gloss he’d applied this morning. According to him, that was the smart thing to do because we were going to be out in the wind all day and nobody liked kissing chapped lips.
Personally, I figured it had more to do with him needing a slight feminine edge to the otherwise ultra-masculine outfit I’d dressed him in today.
“That’s not going to work with me,” I warned him, grabbing his hand to pull him upright. He fell into my chest, and I was certain he’d done it on purpose. “You’re going to have a great time tonight, and we’ll see about setting things up so we’re off the same days and then we can come back.”
“Promise?” He batted his eyelashes at me. Something about the square frames of his glasses made his eyes pop even more, which was strange since most people complained eyewear had the opposite effect.
It was unusual that he wore them at all, but I was definitely a fan. There were so many ways we could work his geeky chic look into our play.
Eventually.
Because tonight was going to be a far cry from role playing as the nerd and the big dumb jock.
The best part about being on the bike with him was feeling how his body melded to mine. He’d been nervous at first, because he’d never ridden on a motorcycle, but like with so many other things, he was a natural. At one point, I’d worried he’d fallen asleep on the drive back to Annandale, but right about that time, he gave me a gentle squeeze to remind me he was there.
As if I could forget.
The sun was going down by the time I pulled into the employee parking lot. There was already a line out front, so I texted Blake to let him know he could sneak in the back door, too.
Jack wouldn’t mind. Hell, he’d probably tell me it was about damn time we took a night off to play.
“Now can you tell me what all we’re doing?” Mav whined as we stowed our helmets and jackets in the break room.
“Nope, it’s a surprise. And if you keep nagging me about it, I’m going to walk you through both sides of the club blindfolded, just so you can’t try to peek before I’m ready,” I warned him. I wouldn’t actually do it, because we had limits on what was and wasn’t allowed in the main part of the club.
“Not even a little hint?” he pushed. The anticipation was killing him.
Good. He was the one who’d asked for this, so now he had to live with the consequences.
I grabbed him by the ass and pulled him close. One of the servers chuckled as he passed. I bent down close enough he’d be able to hear me, even with the bass thumping from the speakers. “Tonight, we’re going to see if you meant what you said or if you were just trying to see how far you could push me.”
“Oh shit,” Mav mumbled, straddling my thigh, already trying to get off.
“Keep that up and I’ll cage you next time.” He stilled instantly, not willing to call my bluff. And it totally was a bluff because I couldn’t see myself doing anything that cut off my access to any part of him.
And wasn’t that weird for the guy who’d claimed only a couple of months ago that he was straight as an arrow, and the one blow job from a man didn’t mean anything?
Getting sucked off by therightguy, apparently made all the difference in the world.
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