Trust in Me - Quinn Ward Page 0,24

can guarantee you that won’t happen.” I wasn’t sure how to explain it to him without offending him, but what he had, or didn’t have, inside his pants held zero bearing on how I felt about him. It didn’t now, and it wouldn’t in the future. I’d been captivated with him since the first time I saw him, and every interaction we had only drew me deeper into his orbit. Sex was awesome, but it wasn’t everything. “Is there something in particular you want to do that you think I won’t like?”

“Gay guys are supposed to like anal sex. I’ve tried…you know…and I didn’t much care for it. I mean, maybe it’s different when you’re with a real person and not just playing with toys, but it hurt and didn’t get me off,” he rambled. He tucked his chin and turned away to hide his adorably pink cheeks. Rather than interrupt him, I kept my attention on the road and let him work through whatever was jumbled in his head. “I do want to try that, but I’m not sure if I’ll like it. And I’ve tried the other place, too, just to see if there was a difference.”

Now we were getting somewhere. I shifted around in my seat, trying to get comfortable. Driving with an erection wasn’t pleasant, but my only other options were taking my hand off the wheel or breaking contact with him. Neither of those were worth the risk, so my pain would continue. The silence between us dragged on a full minute. “Did you like the other place?”

“I did, but that’s the girl hole, so I shouldn’t.” The anguish in his voice shattered me.

“There is no part of you that’s a girl, Sammy. From the top of your head to the tips of your toes, you’re a boy. You’re made different, but that doesn’t mean you should deny yourself something you enjoy.”

“But will you like that part?” His voice was ragged and small. I squeezed his leg before brushing my thumb back and forth against his thigh until he looked at me.

“If it’s part of you, I will love it,” I promised him. “I’m not shallow. Part of what I’m looking for in a relationship is someone to take care of. For too long now, I’ve tried taking off the edge by playing with boys, but there hadn’t been anyone I wanted on a deep level. I don’t yet know what it is, but there’s something different about you. Even if you never wanted to have penetrative sex, it would be more than enough as long as you let me take care of you. As for the sex part, when and if you decide you want to try penetration, I will gladly make love to you however you want.”

“You really mean that, don’t you?”

“I will never lie to you, Sammy.” His body tensed as I pulled off the freeway and started winding through the city streets. “Would it be okay with you if I help you change into something more comfortable when we get home?”

Sam nodded, reaching up to pinch his bottom lip.

“Will you let me change all of your clothes?” I wasn’t sure what type of underwear he typically wore, but if we were doing this, I hoped he’d let me help him change into one of the colorful pairs of briefs we’d picked out. “If you’re not ready for that, it’s okay. But if I’m going to be your Daddy, I’d like to take good care of you.”

“I think I want to try…” I sensed there was something more, but I wouldn’t rush him to say it. He hummed as I rubbed gentle circles just above his knee. “I can tell you if I get scared?”

“I’d expect nothing less.” I pulled into the driveway, slowing until the garage door opened. “And if you’re scared, we’ll talk about it and then keep going. I meant it, Sammy, I don’t want to push you into anything.”

7

Sam

My heart wouldn’t quit racing as I helped Theron take the bags into the house. I swear, if I looked at something, he bought it. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to spoil me. And maybe that was part of his plan. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.

“It’s going to take forever to unpack everything,” I grumbled as I stared down at the mountain of bags beside the table.

“I’ll deal with that after we get you set up so you can work.” Theron crouched, rummaging through the