I rutted against him until he was a panting, writhing mess beneath me. I sucked a mark at the base of his neck, a deep purple that would linger after we were separated. I tucked his hair back. “You’re gorgeous like this. So desperate and needy for me.”
“Need to come, Daddy,” he pleaded. “I can’t help myself when I feel your body against mine.”
“But you’ll wait, because it’s what I want,” I informed him. He scowled up at me as I pried his legs away from my body and hopped out of the bed before he could pull me back. “Right now, we’re going to get dressed and go down to breakfast. That way we can talk.”
“I see no reason to put on clothes when the view is so much nicer from right here.” He reached for his dick. I glared at him, and his hand immediately dropped to the mattress. “How do you expect me to go out in public looking like this? I know it’s not a monster cock or anything, but people are going to know.”
“You’ll be fine,” I assured him, tossing my hoodie onto the bed. I’d be shocked if that made it into my suitcase. Whenever we had time to lounge around the suite, he’d worn the sweatshirt that barely covered his bare ass. He did it to taunt me, not realizing how sweet and innocent it made him look. That mental image reminded me of something I’d wanted to try but hadn’t been able to yet. “If you’re a good boy, I was thinking we could go shopping today. I want to find a few things to remind you who you belong to even when I’m not here.”
He perked right up at the mention of shopping. I sighed and shook my head. I used to think it was weird how he’d ask to go to the mall every weekend, but now that I saw him in a different light, I realized it was a way for him to find pieces that would allow him to express himself. Today, I was going to make up for all the times Deegan and I had teased him. And I fully intended on buying him some pretty underwear he could model for me during the nightly video chats I was going to insist on.
Tanner took his sweet time getting ready. He made a show of bending at the waist to pull clean clothes out of the suitcase he’d set on the floor last night when we’d planned on leaving first thing this morning. I pressed the heel of my hand against my erection, willing it to go down because I wasn’t going to be able to resist him if he turned around and dropped to his knees.
There was something to be said for a boy who seemed most content when his mouth was full. It didn’t even seem to matter to him if I was hard or not, sometimes he just wanted to suck on it as if it were a pacifier.
Fuck. I needed to stop thinking about that, otherwise we’d never get out of the room.
I spun around, determined to grab my own clothes and take a quick shower before he’d finished deliberating about how he wanted to dress for the day. Down the road, I hoped he wouldn’t have a bad reaction to me taking that choice away from him. I loved the idea of picking out his outfits and helping him get dressed.
Nope. Not thinking about my possessive need to dress him up and take him out to show him off.
I didn’t bother waiting for the water to heat up before stepping under the spray. The cold water would do me good, and the clock was ticking. I spent the minimum time possible scrubbing last night’s sex from my skin, turning off the taps just as the bathroom door opened.
Tanner gawked at my naked form, rivulets of water cascading down my chest. “You’re the worst,” he grumbled. “How am I supposed to get ready to go when you’re standing there looking at me like that?”
“Easy,” I scoffed. To tease him further, I pressed my wet chest to his skin and bent down to rest my chin on his shoulder as he laid out his skincare products on the vanity. His hand dropped to my flank, sliding around to cup my ass. I pulled it away before I could start grinding my way between the taut globes of his ass. “None of that. If you don’t hurry, we’re going to miss breakfast service.Someonemade me miss dinner last night, so he might earn a punishment if I’m forced to skip another meal.”
“You suck,” Tanner complained. “You keep talking about spankings and punishments, but you’re not very good on follow-through.”
“Watch it, boy,” I warned him. “Keep that up and you’ll realize discipline isn’t always sexy or fun.”
I grabbed my towel off the bar and quickly wrapped it around my hips, ducking out of the room before he could tempt me more. By the time he got out of the shower, I was dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweater, sitting at the table poring over the contracts for the week.
I’d gotten enough accomplished while he showered and fixed his hair and makeup that I could relax the rest of the day and not worry about falling behind. I’d also paid an exorbitant fee to change my flight to a red eye Wednesday night so I could steal every possible second with him.
When we got to the dining room, I recognized a few of the guests from the wedding who had also decided to make an extended vacation out of the weekend. I waved to them, keeping my hand planted on the small of Tanner's back. No one was shocked to see us together, but some were better than others at hiding their judgment.
If I could go back to when we first arrived, I would have made it clear to everyone that he was mine. Trying to hide the first seeds of a relationship between us had been a horrible decision. The only thing that accomplished was allowing Lillian to think that Tanner had somehow managed to seduce me in the short time we'd spent together.
That ended now. When I went home, everyone was going to know that giving Tanner a hard time because he was gay or because we were together was unacceptable.
“Where would you like to sit?” I asked, leading him toward the back of the dining room. At least there, we'd have a little bit of privacy.
Tanner looked up at me, offering me a tense smile. He'd obviously noticed the whispers from some of their extended family who hadn't even had the decency to say good morning to him. “I suppose back in our room isn't a suitable answer?”
I tightened my grip around his waist, pulling him against my side. “Forget about them, sweetheart. If they don't want to accept you exactly as you are, that's for them to deal with. The only thing that you need to be thinking about is how happy I am to have you sitting next to me this morning. I want to show you off, make sure they all know this isn’t a phase for me and you didn’t try to seduce the guy they all thought was straight.”
I found an empty table in the corner. My heart melted when he smiled as I pulled out a chair for him. He didn't hesitate before sitting, and when I tried to step away, he grabbed my arm.
“Thank you for helping me this weekend. I don't know if I could have done it without you.”
“You're stronger than you give yourself credit for, baby.” I bent down and pressed my lips lightly against his. “I think you just need someone to remind you of how confident you used to be. The Tanner I knew wouldn't let anyone make him feel bad for being himself.”
“Yeah, well, that was when I had you to protect me,” he admitted. I didn't think I done anything special before I left for college, so I was confused by his statement. “Now, I talk a good game and pretend like I don’t care what they think of me, but I do. Why is it so hard for them to accept that I happen to like looking damn fine.”
“And you’re good at it,” I mused. “I wish I knew why they have an issue with you expressing yourself. But I want you to remember that youarebeautiful and there’s nothing wrong with you, no matter what anyone says.”
“Do you even realize you made that same speech time and again when I was a kid?”
