only my hand around his waist that kept Sammy from crumpling to the floor as his knees gave out. I pursed my lips to hold back my amusement. Dirty talk wasn’t a huge part of our play time, but we were both learning he really liked it when he wasn’t just my little boy. He wanted to be my filthy little whore sometimes. Eventually, I planned on finding a way to fill all of his holes at the same time, making him understand he was mine, all of him belonged to me now.
I dug my fingers into his hips as I started pounding into him harder and faster. I slid a second finger in beside the first, shoving deep into his ass every time I pulled out of his front hole. He spread his legs wider, frantically reaching out for anything to hold him upright as I buried my cock inside of him.
“Come on, baby. Give it to me,” I demanded. “Let me feel you clench around me.”
Sam bit down on his forearm to stifle his cries as his body seized around mine. I pounded into him a few more times, each thrust drawing my release closer to the surface. I pulled out of his ass, holding both of his hips as I came with quick, short thrusts inside his body.
“Fuck, that was amazing.” I covered his body with mine, pressing sweet kisses across his shoulder blades. “We need to get cleaned up before they come looking for us.”
“I’m pretty sure they know what’s going on.” His words were slurred. My boy was lust-drunk and completely relaxed for the first time in days. He flopped onto the counter, sucking in quick, ragged breaths. “Right now, I don’t care. Will later.”
“I know, baby.” I kissed the base of his neck. “And I’ll remind you it doesn’t matter. We love each other and they see that. That’s a good thing.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
If I didn’t get my boy up and dressed soon, I’d be putting him down for a nap. I wasn’t sure either of us were up for explaining to his parents that he loved it when I fucked him unconscious, so I pulled him upright. “Come on, baby. Let’s use the bathroom and then get you dressed.”
“What’s my s’prise, Daddy?” Yeah, he was minutes away from falling asleep. We definitely needed to hurry.
“You’ll have to be a good boy if you want to find out,” I reminded him. I helped him stand and hugged him tightly. “But I know you’re going to like it.”
“I trust you.” Fuck. Those three words were the most powerful in the world.
Sam was tense as we drove to The Lodge. He’d offered to sit in the back seat with his mom so his dad could stretch out in the front seat, so I reached back, slipping my fingers under the cuff of his jeans. At a red light, I glanced back, blowing him a kiss.
“He’s a keeper, Sam.” I was sure his mom hadn’t meant for me to hear her praise, but it made me smile. It felt like a seal of approval I was determined to hold onto.
“I know,” Sam agreed. Our eyes met in the rear-view mirror. “I still can’t believe he still wanted me after the way I acted when we first met.”
“You do tend to be a bit prickly. Anyone worth having in your life will understand why you are that way.”
Thank you! I didn’t say it out loud, but I was happy to know she agreed.
I pulled into the employee lot behind The Lodge. This was definitely one of the perks of dating Sam because I always hated having to find public parking and hike back to the bar on busy weekends. And from the looks of things, tonight was hopping.
“You ready?” I asked as I opened Sam’s door and helped him to the ground.
“No, but with you by me, it’ll be okay.” He stood on his tiptoes and kissed me.
“Yes, it will be,” I agreed.
As we crossed the parking lot, Sam explained how the club operated to his parents. I watched them carefully to see if they had any negative reactions. If anything, they seemed excited to see inside. If Sam was scarred after tonight, I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be for the reasons he’d built up in his mind.
Sam keyed us in through the back entrance. Almost immediately, we felt the heavy bass thumping down the halls. Sam tensed and I squeezed his hand. He smiled up