if he had to. Craig’s hand felt so good around his cock. “Please.”
“This doesn’t mean anything,” Craig warned.
It means everything, but Louis didn’t say it because he didn’t want Craig to reject him.
“I’m going to make you come, but you must stay still. One move and I’m finished.”
Louis stared at him. “You’re joking.” But as Craig let Louis’s dick go, he said “I’m sorry. I’ll stay still, I promise, Daddy.”
Craig glowered at him. “I want you to stay still as I know you’re in pain. Let me look after you.”
Louis’s dreams had been filled with images of Craig touching him since the day he’d walked out, but his dreams had been pale imitations of the real thing. Craig’s hand closed around Louis’s cock. Louis kept his gaze fixed on it, noting the dark hairs on Craig’s arm, the strong fingers applying just the right amount of pressure. Craig hadn’t forgotten how Louis liked to be touched. Louis longed to thrust up into his hand, but he did as he was told and stayed motionless as Craig played with his dick.
It was over embarrassingly quickly, Louis coming in long gasping spurts over his belly and chest, forcing himself to stay still as he worked through the aftershocks.
Craig still held his dick as it softened in his hand. “I’ve dreamed about holding you like this.”
Louis wasn’t sure Craig was even talking to him. His whole attention seemed to be focused on what he was doing. Louis’s heart ached at the pain in Craig’s voice.
“I’ve dreamed about you holding me, Daddy.”
“I’ve never forgotten you.” Craig smiled at him.
“Has there been anyone else?” Louis hated the neediness in his voice, but he needed to know. He’d been shaken by Joseph Holden’s insinuations.
Craig hesitated and Louis’s heart sank. “I’ve not had another boy. I couldn’t. I’ve had one or two hook-ups.” He grimaced. They weren’t even that. “Blowjobs really. I made sure I was too busy working to get involved.” He looked at Louis. “I did nothing with Holden.”
“I know,” Louis assured him. “I believe you.”
They stared at each other for a long moment before Craig sighed and settled Louis’s flaccid cock against his thigh.
“The water’s getting cold. Come on, I’ll help you out.”
The water was still fine to Louis, but he understood their moment was over. He washed away his semen, and stood up, hissing as pain kicked in from all parts of his body. “I’m gonna be so glad when this is over.”
He swayed and Craig held him close.
“Steady.”
“You’re getting wet,” Louis murmured.
“I can change.”
Craig helped him out of the bath, took one of the towels, and started to dry him.
“I can dry myself,” Louis said. Craig ignored that and continued toweling him down.
Louis rolled his eyes and received a sharp smack on his butt. “Hey.”
“You were disrespectful,” Craig said calmly, as he knelt in front of him to dry his legs.
“I wasn’t,” Louis protested.
Craig raised his head. “Do you want a second one for lying?”
“No, Daddy,” Louis said contritely, because he could remember the difference between Craig’s punishment and pleasure.
Craig stood and hung up the towel. “What do you want to wear?”
“Sweats and T-shirt.”
“Let’s go into your bedroom.”
Louis eyed him suspiciously. “I don’t want another nap. I’m sick to death of sleeping all the time.”
“You’ll do what I tell you to do,” Craig said.
Louis growled, and that time he did received another pop on the butt.
“Be rude to me again and you’ll be in the corner.”
Craig walked out of the bathroom ahead of Louis, so he didn’t see Louis’s grimace. Of all the punishments Craig had given him over the years, standing in the corner was the one Louis hated the most. It was so freaking boring. He needed to remember Craig had a short fuse for answering back.
Also unseen by Craig, Louis grinned. He had his Daddy again.
Craig
Unseen by Louis, Craig grinned all the way back to the bedroom. It felt so good to have Louis under his control. He knew he’d crossed a line when he touched Louis intimately, but it felt so good to have him in his hands.
He could handle a touch of the brat from Louis. It was better than the defeated man he’d faced since he opened his eyes in Paris.
Craig helped Louis into his clothes and changed his own shirt. Then he told Louis to sit down while he took out the band and brushed his hair. It was one of the things he’d loved doing when they were together. Their relationship had always been