Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
“My needy little boyfriend, apparently.” He chuckled softly in my ear.
“Yes!” I called out, finding my way through this weightless fog I was in. He had called me his boyfriend, and I knew he did it for me, but I didn’t care.
“A place for me to deposit my load too.” Then his teeth bit into my shoulder, and he shoved in deep. His cock jerked inside me, swelled, and I felt the first burst of warmth. His cum…was inside me, and I began to cry as he shot again, filling me, licking the painful bite mark.
It was so weird, this empty, achy feeling when he pulled out. I let go, just collapsed, but Aidan held me up. He whispered in my ear words I couldn’t make out. I was too far gone, lost in subspace, but just hearing the echo of his voice and feeling his breath against me, his body as he held me close to him, was all I needed. I knew I could let go, that I could get lost in it because my Sir was there, holding me and caring for me. Taking care of me.
So I let myself stay adrift, knowing Aidan’s arms were the life preserver I needed.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Aidan
Finley slept through the night. I wasn’t able to, but that was okay. I wanted to watch over him. I examined his back and ass, kissed the mark my teeth had made on his skin. Ran my fingers through his hair and massaged his nape, so even in sleep he would know he wasn’t alone. The boy clung to me, and anytime I moved, his grip on me tightened as though he was afraid I would disappear.
He was stunning, the way he gave himself to me, the way he yielded to me. He gave me a gift, and I wasn’t sure he realized the extent of how precious it was.
I’d called him precious boy from the start, and he truly was, more and more every day, and it was truths like that, gnawing at my thoughts, that kept me awake.
I had agreed to be his partner. It made me feel double the need to do right by him. Having a submissive, taking that gift someone gave, was a monumental responsibility. One I thrived on and needed, but now it was twined with the fact that Finley still worked for me, and he was my boyfriend, and still young, so very young. The waters were murky. I wanted him, there was no doubt about that, and I knew that what we did fulfilled us both. Finley needed this, but what about other experiences I was robbing him of?
There was a choice, always a choice, of course, but how would he know what he was missing if he’d never had it? Just like the situation with the boy from school—Finley hadn’t known what it was like to truly be wanted by someone outside of me.
Yes, my thoughts weighed heavily on me. Doing right by him was the most important thing, and I guessed only time would tell exactly what that was.
So I continued to take my comfort in him, in holding him and caring for him.
Before I knew it, the sun was rising, peeking through the blinds, creating lines across his skin.
More time passed, and then his eyes fluttered open and he looked at me, sweetly, softly, so open and brave, showing me all he felt inside. “Did last night really happen? All of it?”
I chuckled, kissed his forehead. Oh, the way he tangled me up. “If you can’t feel me, then I must not have debauched you enough.”
“I can,” he whispered. “My skin feels a little achy, and my hole is tender.” His cheeks colored pink. “I just wanted to hear you say it.”
I sighed, questioning my sanity because I thought maybe there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t at least attempt to give him. “It all happened.”
“I have a boyfriend.” He grinned.
“You have a Sir, who is also that, yes.”
Finley nodded, looking at me with adoration I wasn’t sure I deserved. Hell, that I wasn’t sure anyone deserved. Leaning in, I kissed him gently, licking at his lips before pulling away.
“I’ll cook you breakfast,” he said, rolling over and wincing.
“No. I think I’ll spoil you today.” He deserved it, and needed it, even if he didn’t realize it. “Do you need to eat now, or can you wait a little while?”
“I can wait.”
“Stay.” I rose, went to the bathroom, and turned on the faucets of my Jacuzzi tub. As it ran, I plucked the bubble bath from beneath the sink. It wasn’t something I used, but he did, so I’d purchased some for in here too. I added it to the water before going back to him.
“Lie on your stomach.”
“Yes, Sir.” Finley rolled over. The marks on him were fading quickly, as I assumed they would. I hadn’t given him nearly as much as I was used to. Then I spread his ass cheeks and looked at his hole.