Secret Daddy - J.R. Gray Page 0,27
He stopped and looked between us. “Wait, how the fuck do you know he’s been fucking me in the library in secret?”
“Because this asshole” —Adam jabbed a thumb in my direction— “has been telling tall tales of sexcapades he’s been having. Only he left out the library bit, but it was pretty easy to put together once I walked in on the kinky shit going down.”
Aiden turned on his heel and walked out.
“We either broke him or he’s listening around the corner again,” Adam said.
“I think we broke him. I’m going to have to be very good to him tonight to make up for all of this. I just had him convinced to date me.”
Adam laughed. “By ‘good’ you mean you’re going to fuck him up.”
“Of course I mean I’m going to fuck him up.”
“Dirty bastards.” Adam took all the empty bottles and put them in the recycling. “You gonna be at the bar later?”
“Not if your brother is letting me stay the night.”
“Fair.” He checked his pockets and shot me finger guns. “Have fun. Don’t tell me about it. I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?”
“Sure thing, bro.”
“He’s not out here,” Adam said as he rounded the corner. “I think we scared him off to his room.”
“You go, I’ll handle it.”
“Help me out the door?”
Once Adam was outside, I went in search of Aiden. He wasn’t in his room. My frown deepened and I checked his windows. They were sealed. So he hadn’t jumped out and found himself stuck in a snowdrift. I ventured into his en suite, finding him checking the stitches in the mirror.
“Do they feel okay?” I asked before I passed over the threshold, not wanting to scare Aiden.
“I’m surprised you didn’t leave with him.”
My brows rose. “Still bitchy, I see.”
He shrugged, not making eye contact.
“Are you upset your brother is fine with things?” I asked, taking a step towards him slowly and making sure I didn’t spook him.
“I don’t know.”
“Were you expecting your brother to keep us apart?” I suspected he was scared of entering into another serious relationship and was using his brother as an excuse to not have to commit.
Another shrug and he turned his back to me, fixing his pants, giving me a glimpse of his ass.
“Are you feeling needy?”
“No.”
“You don’t want to come to bed with me then?”
He shook his head, crossing his arms. I slipped my arms around him. One over his shoulders and the other around his middle, hugging his back to my chest, pressing my nose into his hair. He remained stiff for a few moments before relaxing into me.
Once he started to ease, I knew we’d be okay. I slipped one hand into the waistline of his sweats while the other went to his throat. I dragged him backward by his dick and throat towards the bed.
Aiden must have sensed my purpose because he rocked, grinding with purpose.
* * *
“You make it impossible to maintain my composure.”
“I guess I need to up my game.”
“To what end, my Prince?”
“I want your unadulterated lust. All of it. All the worst things you fantasize about. I want them.” It was more honest than I think Aiden had ever been.
I pressed my fingers along the line of his carotid, letting him feel the bite of each one, in turn, eliciting sweet whimpers.
I stopped when my thighs hit his bed, digging in my pocket for the other condom I’d put there. Once on, I yanked his sweats below his ass, guiding him towards me by his cock. He writhed over me, arching his back to ride my tip from his taint up his seam.
I released him, adding more lube to my cock as I sat on the bed, kicking off my jeans and boxers in the process.
“Strip.”
He turned on me as soon as I released him, already pushing off his pants and tugging his shirt off.
I stroked myself as I watched him. “You’re so beautiful, Prince.”
He glowed under the compliments, touching his throat.
“It’s strange still without the mask?”
He nodded, lowering his half-lidded eyes to my cock. “But I like looking at you.”
“We’ll still use the mask at the library and I won’t tell you those nights.”
A smile lit his face, and he nodded slowly. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“Come here.”
He crawled across the bed towards me but I put a hand on his chest when he got near. “Turn around and straddle my hips.”
I stayed sitting as he did as I’d told him, getting on me, reverse cowboy. I grabbed the Christmas lights from where they