the other cares. I don’t want to do that.”
“You might get two rewards tonight,” I said, taking his entire cock into my mouth.
“Daddy!” His squirms told me as much as his tone.
I’d been edging him all damn day. “Let me have your come.”
He did in a screaming mess of slow build that I reminded myself to recreate as often as possible.
We’d fucked and showered and fucked again in the shower. Now it was quiet time.
“Hold me?” Aiden asked when he slid into bed next to me. “Please, Daddy.”
“So agreeable and polite tonight. I should make you scream while you come more often.”
“I definitely agree.” He nuzzled into my armpit.
I shivered and tugged him to come to lay on my chest. He did so easily. All the fight seemed to have gone out of him. I stroked my fingers down his spine.
“I like this part of things,” I said after a while.
“Almost like in your lap in the wingback but better.”
“Our aftercare was never long enough in the library.”
“I want more time like this.”
“Cuddling?” I asked.
“Yes, while you watch your sports ball, or on a lazy Sunday I could read in your lap.” Aiden rubbed his face all over my chest, acting like a cat.
I grabbed his ass so he’d stop moving around so much. “I would enjoy that immensely, my Prince.”
“It’s bedtime.” He hooked a leg over mine. “Are you going to hold me all night?”
“I don’t know, do you move in your sleep like you are now?”
“Probably.” I could hear the grin in his voice.
“It would not surprise me.” I traced the split of his ass. “I’m going to sleep on top of you if you don’t stop moving.”
“You do realize this is motivation to move more, right?”
“Do you want me cranky tomorrow?”
“I’ll be at work, it won’t matter.” He turned his face into my chest, trying to hide his laughter.
I dug my nails into the meat of his ass. “I’ll go with you.”
“What are you going to do all day while I work?”
“I don’t know, read, or something.” I gave him a pointed look in the low light.
“Can you read?” The hint of a smile on his lips betrayed his tease.
“Not at all. I just look at the pictures.”
“Okay, Gaston.”
“Careful, my Prince. I will make this personal.”
“Oh personal? Do tell.”
“I’m going to jack off all day.”
“There will be patrons in the library.”
I didn’t plan on such a thing, but I’m tempted. “I’ll stay out of sight. Maybe in the back room.”
“There could be cameras all over. You don’t know.”
“You just said there could be. There aren’t.”
“I could have worded it better.” He huffed. “Why are you so mean to me?” he asked biting my chest.
I groaned and tightened my hand on his ass. “Says the biter to the bitee.”
“I have to combat you holding my ass somehow.”
“Would you rather I not?”
“Did I say that?” He bit me again.
I slapped his ass. “Sleep or I’m putting you in the corner.”
He grabbed hold of my cock and squeezed. “Okay, but I need to hold my favorite toy or I won’t sleep, Daddy.”
I rolled my eyes so hard I was shocked they didn’t fall out. “Always trying to push buttons. Fine. Hold it.”
I closed my eyes, knowing my self-control was higher than his.
“Nothing?” He stroked, seemingly hurt and offended.
“You call my hard-on nothing?” I asked, holding any laughter out of my voice.
“I expected you to flip me over and fuck me to sleep.”
“Another night, Prince, another night. Now sleep or I’m buying a cage bed for you.”
“What if I want to talk about something important?”
I opened one eye. “Is this real important or more ways to try and get me to fuck you important?”
“Whereas I do think trying to get you to fuck me is important no, I have another question.”
“Yes, my Prince?”
“What happened to your parents?” There was a catch in his voice when he asked. “If you don’t want to tell me you don’t have to.”
“I want to tell you. I want you to know me.”
“If it’s hard to talk about we don’t have to right now…” he trailed off and if I didn’t answer he’d talk himself out of it.
“My mother was addicted to drugs and disappeared shortly after having me. My father, I’m told, searched for her for a while but they never found her. I don’t know what happened to her.” It wasn’t a happy story, nor was it one of those tragic things which could garner a lot of sympathy. She’d left and that was