7. Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Nate

My nerves were on edge. It'd been nearly two weeks since we met with Joseph and had heard nothing. I knew the legal highway rarely moved at a fast pace, and while none of this made any difference about how I felt for Kit, to me this was like Kit missed out on a lot of rites of passages. The freedom of having your license, getting your first legit job. Maybe I was projecting on him and should let it go but I wanted him to experience these things. I hadn't considered his wants or needs when I started this process, and I probably should've. I had taken it upon myself to make it happen.

Daddy.

Yeah, I guess that's what a Daddy would do. Take charge and barrel through. But these were personal things that directly affected Kit and maybe I had overstepped.

"What's got you looking so sad over there?" Kit asked. I finished stocking the bar and zoned out, lost in these wayward thoughts.

"Well, it kinda hit me that I barreled through you and took it upon myself to get the ball rolling on these legal issues and didn't even bother to ask you what you wanted. For that, I'm sorry."

"Daddy," he'd started using the endearment more when it was the two of us and each time it tugged at my heart. "You did what you thought was best for me. How could I ask for anything more? If these are required to be a part of the real world, then you made the right decision. That's what Daddies do."

"I think," I pulled a chair out and tugged Kit onto my lap, "you've been reading too many Daddy books lately. Do I need to talk to Brock about his library selection?" Hell, not only had Kit been borrowing books, but he'd amassed quite the collection he'd purchased along with a new bookshelf .

"Speaking of which," Kit pressed his lips to mine. "I'm meeting River for coffee at Books and Beans in a few minutes."

"Is that the kid with the purple and blue braids?" I knew who it was, but I liked to get a rise out of my boy.

"You know it is. Want me to bring anything back for you?"

"Just the love of my life who promised to move into the master bedroom with me tonight." Kit got a twinkle in his eye, and I knew he was up to something. "Do I even want to know?"

"Don't ruin your surprise, Daddy." He kissed me again, hopped off and was out the door. To have the energy of a twenty-two-year-old again was a pipe dream everyone of a certain age would kill for.

"Where's your boy toy?" Merle asked as he came in and went straight to his stool.

"He's not a toy, Merle. He's a flesh and blood human being."

"Ah, but you didn't dispute the boy part. I always pictured you for a Daddy. You look like one of them bears they talk about all the time."

"What in the world have you been reading, old man? "

"Not gonna tell you. Then you can't be charged as an accessory to anything." He winked. "Now where's my beer?"

How could one human make you insane and have you cracking up at the same time? "Hey, we're gonna open late on Sunday. Tossing around the idea of taking Kit out on the lake to do a bit of fishing before we open the bar. We'll be back around noon." Might as well run it by him. He's the only one who was here daily like clockwork. Didn't want to have him beating on the door while we were gone. Or worse, him getting the crazy idea we were inside up to something we shouldn't be in our place of business. Though that did give me ideas…

"Works for me, being retired and setting my own schedule is like a dream."

Kit came back a few minutes later. "Where's your books?"

He leaned over the bar and gave me a kiss. "I already dropped them off at home. I brought River in to officially meet you." I glanced over at the kid with the cotton candy hair.

"Good to meet you, River. Want to stay for lunch?"

"Sure, sounds good to me. Nice to finally meet you, too. I've heard all about this wonderful Daddy Kit has." Kit turned red as a beet. Wasn't sure he'd shared that part of our private life with anybody, but it was cute as hell.

"Ha-ha, pick a seat and I'll make you guys a couple burgers. Any dos or don'ts with yours?" Best to check for allergies and such.

"No, sir. I like it all so load it up."

"You got it."

"Wait, what about me?" Merle complained. "What am I, chopped liver?"

"Keep bitching, old man, and that's what I'm gonna serve you for lunch." The boys giggled when Merle flipped me off. "What do you want?"

"Well, now I'm not one to be difficult," I rolled my eyes and made sure he saw it. "I'll just have one of them burgers you're dishing out."

"You got it. Kit, why don't you take care of the drinks. I'll be back in a few."

I got the flat top heated up and threw the burgers on and the fries into the deep fryer. Sliced the tomatoes and onions while whistling a funky tune when something pinched my ass. "Ow!" I turned to my giggling boy. "Hmm, what can I do to get back at you for this?" I teased him and his eyes widened then he stuck his tongue out at me .

"I can think of a better use for that tongue. I'll let you roll around a fair punishment for a bit and we'll come back to this later."

"Hmm, let's call it foreplay."

"Game on, baby." I swatted his ass with the towel. He squealed and darted out of the kitchen. Work had never been this much fun before Kit came along.

"All right, here we go." I handed out the plates, took a seat and bit into mine. Buying choice beef cost me a bit more, but every time I ate one of these bad boys, it reminded me how worth it that was.

"Thanks for lunch, Nate," River said as he finished. "I've got to get back to the dispensary before my sister flips out and kicks my ass."

"No worries. You are welcome back anytime. Hell, bring your family in." I was surprised they hadn't already been in, or maybe they had and I just didn't know who they were. He waved bye as he left. A couple more stragglers wandered in for the Nate and Kit show, though the newness had slowed, at least for the time being. I was surprised when Joseph walked in with his briefcase in hand.

"Howdy, Joseph. I guess from the looks of it you're here on official business?" I gestured toward his briefcase.

"Good to see you, Nate. I am. Do you and Kit have a few minutes to talk? "

"We do. Let's grab a quiet booth." I led the three of us over to one in the back corner to allow for privacy.

"Kit, first off, thank you for passing along the information to your mom. Between her and I we were able to get the address situation handled. The last name, I'm afraid, left many options to choose from. Sorry, kiddo, I hoped to have better news on that front. But the positive is, as soon as we get that hashed out, my contact will be able to create a legal birth certificate for you."

I thought about this long and hard, and it was time to admit it. "Kit had mentioned taking my last name before. Would that cause a problem if he did that? I mean, I'm sure eventually we will marry so he'd be taking it then anyway. Doesn't hurt to get the ball rolling a bit ahead of schedule." Joseph smiled but I swear Kit's chin hit the floor. "Is that still what you want to do, Kit?" He nodded. "Well then, let's do it."

"All right, we have a resolve. This meeting went quicker and easier than I anticipated." Joseph slid the papers back into his briefcase. "How about I get a to go order for me and Donna then I'll be out of your hair. I'll type this up and run it over in the next couple of days for Kit to sign."

"Sounds like a plan to me. Lunch is on the house, what would you like?" It's the least I could do given what little Joesph charged us for this mess, though I dared not say that aloud. Kit was already concerned this was too much to handle. Little did he know he was more than worth it, and I looked forward to spending the rest of our lives showing him just that.

"When I walked in, the smell of those burgers hit me. So why don't you just give us two of those fully loaded with an order of fries?" I loved it when customers gave us such wonderful compliments, even if they didn't realize it.

"You are not in our hair, and we aim to please. Just give me a few minutes to whip them up." I kissed the top of Kit's head as we slid out of the booth and went straight to the kitchen to get his order going. Things were looking up, and I couldn't be happier.

Kit went home about fifteen minutes before me. Said he had something to take care of. I didn't think anything of it and finished closing, locked up the cash drawer and front door, and called to my pup.

"Come on, Belle. Time to call it a day."

The scene I walked into when I got home was one I'd imagine came from one of those sexy books my boy read. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't complaining by any means. I played along and followed the trail of rose petals and LED candles to our bedroom, pleased my boy had the forethought to not use real ones. The most gorgeous view awaited me as I stepped inside our bedroom. Sprawled out the bed was an adorably naked Kit and all other thoughts vanished.

"What did I do to deserve such an elaborate gift?" I glanced around the room lit with those same LED candles as the hallway.

"It's our first night sleeping in the same bed, one of many, and I thought we could make it even more special and kind of, you know, seal the deal. I mean, after all, I am taking your last name."

"Sneaky boy."

Kit's hair was still wet, he'd obviously showered and prepped himself for this. "Hold that thought for just one second and let me wash off the day." I'd never scrubbed my body so fast in my life, but I made sure to hit every important nook and cranny before I presented myself to my beautiful boy.

"Oh, Daddy. You are the most handsome man and unbelievably sexy."

Those words fed my ego and shot straight to my cock That damn thing inflated faster than it ever had.

The only thing better than the view I had right now was knowing I'd be buried inside my boy soon. Something I'd longed for but refused to push knowing full well it would come when the time was right. And I planned to explore every inch of him until we couldn't take anymore. Taste every piece of skin, run my tongue along every muscle. Then I'd completely unravel him until he screamed my name in ecstasy.

"Daddy, you're looking at me like I'm dessert."

"Aren't you?"

"Mayyybbbeee."

There was no maybe to it, Kit was my fantasy come to life. My journey began with his toes and nibbled the arches of his foot until he giggled. Along the inside of his legs and up to his thighs, I nipped and sucked, eliciting the best sounds from him. Licking the crease of both sides of his groin, Kit released a full body shiver. An erogenous zone I'd commit to memory. "Are you enjoying this, sweet boy?"

"Yes, Daddy. So much."

Purposely, I avoided his cock and as much as I wanted to draw it in to the back of my throat and hear my boy's pleas for more, I thought better of it. If he'd been thinking about this all day, he was likely on edge, and I didn't want this to be over too quickly.

He squirmed and wiggled as I teased along his abdomen. I pressed mine to his and I reached his mouth, our tongues tangling in their familiar dance. I could kiss Kit for hours, though that wasn't tonight's intent. I flipped him over to the tune of more giggles and followed the same path as I previously had. Even though I knew I was pushing my luck and potentially forcing him to come, I had to taste that perfect little hole of his. "Push that gorgeous ass up, baby."

My boy followed the simplest of directions, though I rarely had to give any. This was one we'd both benefit from. My tongue swirled around the rim, and I watched in awe as his hole contracted. I nibbled, nipped, and sucked until my sweet boy humped the bed. By then my tongue easily slid in, though I only did a few licks because neither of us could endure much more of this sweet torture.

"My love, please tell me I can take you bare. I swear, I've been with no other for well over a year and I assure you my results are negative." Jesus, the thought of being inside Kit with no barriers forced me to grip the base of my cock to stave the impending orgasm.

"Me, too, Daddy. I went to the clinic last week."

Appears my boy had planned this for some time and thank the amorous gods of love for that. I grabbed the lube from the nightstand and slathered my cock and fingers and resumed stretching that sweet hole. Considering the fact I'd already dined on it, working up to three fingers went fast. But I wanted to see Kit's face as I made love to the man who stole my heart for the first time and gently turned him over.

"Grab your knees, sweet boy, and spread them apart for Daddy. "

Wanton, adorable, and mine .

Never had there been a more glorious sight in my life or in this bed than the vision of Kit beneath me. I pressed my cock to his entrance and slowly pushed inside. Kit's eyes never strayed from mine, the depth of his love for me clearly shone in his gaze. Once I bottomed out, I drew in a deep, soothing breath to calm myself.

"So tight and perfect," I whispered against his lips as I stole a kiss. "I love you with all my heart, Kit."

"I love you, too, Daddy."

The intimacy of the moment, his declaration of love, combined with the suspense of waiting as we had served to intensify this monumental moment in our relationship. Slowly, I slid out and thrust in and worked into a rhythm. Kit released his thighs and his legs wound around my waist, forcing me deeper with each thrust.

"Harder, Daddy. Fuck me."

I smacked his thigh, "That mouth of yours."

"You weren't complaining when it was wrapped around your cock the other night."

Touché.

My hips pistoned in and out as I worked up a punishing rhythm. Never had I been more thankful there were no neighbors on the other side of the wall as the headboard relentlessly beat against it. The harder I went, the sexier the sounds from my boy were. It was intoxicating to draw such emotion from your partner, from someone you loved.

"Daddy, oh Daddy," Kit shivered. "Right there. Please, again."

I struck his prostate with each thrust. Kit's eyes rolled back, and his mouth fell open. Seconds later he cried out, "Daddy!" as he came.

His channel tightened and throbbed around my cock and the pulsing sensation shot me over the edge. I thrust forward as far as I could and held as I came. When I glanced down at my boy, his loving eyes met mine and I brushed the sweat-soaked curls from his forehead.

"Give me a moment to catch my breath and I'll get you cleaned up."

"Don't leave, Daddy. Lie here and hold me."

How could I deny such a sweet plea from an equally as sweet boy?

We lay there, my arms tightly wrapped around my boy. It wasn't long before Kit dozed off and I slid out of bed, grabbed a washcloth and cleaned us up then rejoined him. As I tucked the covers around us it hit me what an unbelievably lucky man I was. This perfect night was an amazing beginning to the rest of our life together .

How soon was too soon for him to take my name in marriage? There was no backing down for me, I was all in now. This boy owned me—heart, mind, body, and soul.

I awoke the next morning to the sound of Kit's voice. I hadn't yet rolled over to face him and contemplated putting the pillow over my head and grab a bit more shut eye. Ignoring his conversation was the plan so I could fall back to sleep until he replied using the one name that jolted me. I hopped up so fast, I nearly fell off the bed.

"Yes, Joanne, but he's groaning, so I think he's awake now. Yeah. Give me a second. I'll put him on the phone."

"Are you talking to my mother?"

"Yep. Didn't you hear your phone ring?"

"No," I groaned.

"Yes, ma'am. That was him again. All right, hold on. She's on speakerphone now."

"Nate?"

"Good morning, Mother. Why are you calling at this ungodly hour?"

"An ungodly hour to call my ungrateful son isn't ten a.m. where you are. Why are you so grouchy and why did I have to hear from the rest of the town that you're engaged?"

"Ugh," I tugged at my beard, frustrated with the damn busybodies. "No, we're not technically engaged." Kit's eyes widened. "It's a long story. Remember me telling you that we had to get Joseph involved to help with Kit's last name and birth certificate?"

"Yes, go on."

"Well, Kit decided he wanted to take my last name, our last name."

"That sounds like an engagement to me son," my father's unhelpful voice chimed in.

"Kit and I want a future together. No, I haven't officially asked. Hell, I haven't even had coffee yet, and everybody knows what that means." What more could I say to these people? I wanted to ask Kit before shit such as this happened but considering he sat next to me and heard it all told me I needed to amp it up. I had an idea of where and when, but evidently didn't execute it fast enough for everyone else.

"Don't you dare get married without us there, Nathaniel Walker Cloverdale Junior."

Kit giggled and sang, "You just got full-named!"

"Smart ass. Payback's a bitch."

"Don't you threaten my future son-in-law."

Jesus fucking Christ. First my dog went Team Kit and now my own mother.

"Don't worry, Mom. When the time comes we will make sure that you and Dad are able to be here for the wedding and hopefully Kit's family, too. You do realize if the townies have their way, Kit and I will end up walking right into our own wedding without knowing it was taking place."

"Don't you worry about that. I'll put a stop to it right now. One text to a certain someone and all that gets shut down. They won't take over my only son's wedding, that's my job."

I had no doubt that my mother wouldn't be all over this. As soon as she got Merle in line he'd make sure the entire town was fair warned. That happy little bench out in front of the post office would be getting a lot of use today.

"All right, Mother. Is there anything else you want to yell at me for before I'm caffeinated?"

"Don't you Mother me, you're not too old for me to take over my knee, Nathaniel."

"Mom, I think I'd break your knee. I'm over a foot taller than you and double your weight." Though I wouldn't put it past her to try.

"Never doubt a mother on a mission."

That much I knew from growing up with the woman. When she used my full name, it meant trouble and coming from a long line of Nathaniel Walker Cloverdales, known for making their mothers crazy, that was saying something.