Secret Daddy - J.R. Gray Page 0,43
boyfriend. The prospect excited me but in no way did it mean I was going to abandon him like his tool of an ex-boyfriend.
As much as I told myself Aiden would be understanding, there was a little voice in the back of my head that kept whispering he’d freak out and dig himself right out of my life with his tiny ass sand shovel. It was a very real possibility.
I glanced in through the windows as I approached. The library had been redone a couple of years ago, and whereas it wasn’t much bigger than the tiny cabin it had resided in before, now it was a glorious work of glass. Most of the public areas were visible from the outside. I knew every single hidden corner after months of playing with Aiden there after dark, and I knew all the spots that faded when the lights were turned off.
The library had been my playground. The place I fell for Aiden and all his quirky ways. Aiden glanced up from where he sat reading at his desk when I pulled open the door, like he’d been waiting for me.
“You know it’s kinda weird for you to be here in the light.”
“Do you know how many times I came here during the day to set up my plans for the evening and you never once noticed?” I pressed my mouth into a line.
“You what?”
“Shows how much attention you pay to me and your job, doesn’t it?”
He grimaced, pressing his teeth together. “You could not have been here. I had a crush on you, I would have noticed!” He clapped both hands over his mouth.
I strolled over to the desk. “You what?”
“I said nothing.”
“Excuse me?” I said in my daddy voice.
He muttered obscenities before saying, “I had a massive crush on you since high school, which I’m sure you know, so why do you keep making me say it?”
“I like hearing it, Prince.”
He preened and glared. An adorable combination. “What do you want to hear, Daddy? How I used to sit and watch you at practice while I was waiting for Adam to drive me home, and then I’d go home and jack off thinking about it?”
I put a hand on the desk and leaned forward. “What did you jack off to?”
His cheeks pinked, and he swallowed, throat bobbing in the sexy way it did when my cock was inside it. “My favorite thing to imagine was running after you while you were jogging your cool down through that wooded path.”
“Oh?” This surprised me.
“Yes, I’d call after you and you’d turn and follow me into the woods, where you’d let me tug down your shorts…” He dragged his teeth over his lip, savoring the memory, eyes glinting while he shifted to the edge of his seat.
Electricity sparked between us, a charge I’d never felt with anyone else, poised on his words. “Go on.”
“Then I’d drop to my knees in the leaves and you’d feed me your cock. They were innocent at first, but progressively got more aggressive.” He snapped his teeth when he said aggressive.
“How were they aggressive?” I asked, mouth dry, fingers itching to take hold of him and show him how much I’d wanted to do all those things to him.
“My senior year, when you and Adam came home from college for Thanksgiving break and stayed with us…” He looked at his hands. “Well, you walked from the bathroom in just a towel to his room… You paused and we made eye contact. I’m sure you thought nothing of it.” He shook his head, getting shy. “I thought about it for weeks. I thought about you shoving the towel in my mouth to gag me while you fucked me so no one would hear my screams. I thought about you tying my hands behind my back and shoving me into a wall and taking me.” His voice dropped and he swallowed again. “I thought about you coming into my room in the middle of the night in just that towel and holding me down while you fucked me.”
By the time Aiden finished talking, I had a wicked hard-on. Painfully hard. I remembered the night perfectly. Aiden had just turned eighteen the month before we came to visit and I’d had similar daydreams.
“Do you know how badly I wanted to fuck you that week?” I stepped back so the desk was no longer concealing my hard-on.
He lowered his gaze and groaned. “Jensen.”
The door opened loudly and we both jumped. I turned