9. Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Leander

As promised, I wake Hayden up with my cock in his mouth. His eyes go wide as I push, but soon enough his brain catches up to what is happening. Smiling his stretched lips, he clamps my waist with his hands, urging me deeper.

I’m careful as I accommodate, making sure I don’t squish his chest with my weight since I’ve straddled his torso. His eyes are on me the entire time, his head bobbing up and down as the room echoes with slurping and smacking sounds.

He is good. But not good in the sense of having had a lot of practice. In fact, his technique is a little clumsy, causing him to choke around me now and then, but he makes up for that with sheer enthusiasm. I can tell he loves the taste and feel of my cock, and not just because he’s jacking himself off without my permission.

But I let that slide. After all, it’s because of me he’s horny and leaking first thing in the morning.

“Hayden, you are doing so well. Do you love my cock so much?” I tease, raking my fingers through his silky dark hair.

His eyes crinkle in the corners, the hazel shimmering with lust and mirth. “Ywesh, Daddhey.”

His voice sends vibrations down my shaft that elicit a pleasant tingling in my balls. If this continues, I will come in his mouth. While that stirs want in my stomach, I’d much rather make it better for him by filling him up like I did last night. He seemed to like it.

I slip past his glistening lips with a pop, causing creases across his forehead. But the frown doesn’t last as I slide down his body, kissing and sucking on his clavicles. They are prominent and sexy, flowing into firm pectorals and two hard nipples.

“You know, I forgot to ask you last night,” he says in a breathy voice while I settle between his legs and slick his tender hole. My finger slides in with little resistance, making his long eyelashes flutter against his cheeks. “Fuuck, Leander. You’ve turned me into a cock addict. Give me the D already, Daddy, or I’m gonna lose my fucking mind.”

He can be such a brat. In the best possible way. It fuels my innate urge to make him behave, to do as told when we are in bed because I’m the one in charge there. The little vixen loves it.

I push inside him, keeping my glide slow and deliberate. He moans in a guttural voice, his entire body feeling me as I sink myself to the hilt. His heat and tightness engulf me, both so maddeningly perfect I don’t know what I will do once our little farce is over. I don’t let myself think about that now, though; I want to make him feel good. It’s the only thing that matters on this sunny morning.

I roll my hips, settling into a not too punishing pace. He has practice and I wouldn’t want to bench him, considering he didn’t get to expel enough energy on the ice yesterday. This will definitely take the edge off him though, stifle down some of that agitation. According to the recon I did after watching him squirm and try to ignore me during guitar class, it hadn’t been entirely his fault either, but his hotheadedness didn’t help.

Mouthing along the side of his neck and the juncture with the shoulder I bit last night, I soak up his enticingly needy moans and prompt him, “What did you want to ask me, Hayden?”

He sighs, tossing his arms around my neck. “Hmm? Oh, yeah. Am I going to turn into a vampire? Because you bit me?”

I let my fangs protrude, grazing the tips along his soft skin. “No. It takes a special kind of biting for that, along with drinking my blood. Our gift is not one offered lightly just because we are having a good time.”

He snorts, but it turns into a lewd cry of pleasure as I tag his prostate. “So good, Daddy. Fuck. Give it to me.” I oblige, but don’t go all out, still conscious of the fact that he needs to be able to stand. “And you mean an amazing time. Not good. We had an amazing time. Don’t think for a second I haven’t noticed how much you love stretching my tight little hole with your massive cock.”

He’s trying to rile me up, I can tell. Himself too, since he seems to get off dirty talking. “I concur. I’d keep you tied to the bed all day if I could.”

His eyes sparkle with interest. “Oh, fuck, that’s kind of sick but also kind of hot.”

I wrap my hand around his dick, thumbing the slit before I start pumping. He whines, arching off the bed. His hips are shaking, meeting my thrusts as his body accepts mine. It’s not long until he’s coming, his ass clenching around me and dragging my orgasm out of me. I spill inside him, fucking him through the tremors that are racking us both.

“Leander, you do not disappoint,” he says with a shit-eating grin some minutes later, panting and looking completely and utterly blissed-out. “Part of me wants to skip practice and go for another round.”

I scoop him up from where he’s sprawled on top of the bed and take him to the bathroom. “You need a shower. I’ll tell Montgomery to drive you to practice. I’ll see you in the evening.”

He grabs me by the forearm, halting me at the door. “Wait. You forgot my goodbye kiss.” He grins when I turn around, pointing at his pouting lips with a finger. “We are fake dating now, so you better start acting like it if you want to fool anyone at your posh party.”

“It’s a ball, not a posh party.”

Shaking my head in a very not-me fashion, I lean forward and capture his mouth. It’s pliant and sweet, making me consider his suggestion for a second round. But he has practice and I have a meeting I need to attend, so I chase away the flimsy thought as I dominate his tongue and revel in his thrilling taste.

“Ball, party, same shit. And the kiss was nine out of ten,” he pants when we pull apart, cheeks slightly flushed. “You almost made me swoon.”

I pinch the side of his ass cheek. “Don’t be late. And don’t get into any more fights. You need to be back in the lineup for the charity game.”

Hayden looks surprised at my words, his cheeks catching a bit of color. But he doesn’t ask how I know, and I don’t volunteer the information. I wave him on and wait until the water turns on, then make my way outside. Montgomery has prepared one of the cars for me, waiting with the keys.

“You seem to be in a good mood today, Leander. Despite your meeting with the Board,” he points out, one eyebrow slightly lifted. “You’re even smiling.”

I purse my lips. I was, wasn’t I? It’s Hayden’s fault. “You must be imagining things. I do not smile.”

“I beg to differ. The gentleman you brought home and didn’t send back after your garden endeavor must be exceptionally skilled.”

I hum, a flutter of pride warming my chest. “Hayden will be living here for the time being. He is… helping me with an issue I have in exchange for a roof.” And because Montgomery is close to Auntie and sure to catch her up on this new development, I add, “We are… dating. He’s my boyfriend.”

Montgomery’s gray eyebrow shoots up to his hairline. “You have a boyfriend? That’s new.”

I pretend I don’t notice the skepticism in his tone. “It is. I’m honestly not quite sure how it happened, but…” I glance toward the balconies lining up the house’s second floor, locking on the one I know belongs to Hayden’s room. “We just clicked. So now we are together.”

The hum I get in response is still suspicious, but Montgomery doesn’t follow up and so I don’t either.

“He’s got practice at eight at the college. Make sure he gets there on time.”

“I will. Have a good day, Leander,” he says, dipping his head as I slip inside the sports car.

After another peek at Hayden’s balcony, I take a deep breath and zoom down the driveway, feeling energized for the first time ever to have a day of meetings with the board members of the billion-dollar pharmaceutical company that I run.