Page 55 of Just a Little in Love

“But I’ve never done it.”

Gabriel’s chest squeezed. Could Rowan be any more adorable? “Whatever you want, baby.” Gabriel lay down on the bed and Rowan shuffled closer. “Here,” he took Rowan’s hand and placed it near the base. “That’s so you don’t try to go too far at first.” His smile was wicked. “We can work up to that.”

“I love you, Daddy,” Rowan said, and Gabriel had to swallow down the tightness in his throat. The first touch of Rowan’s lips was perfect. He licked experimentally, and Gabriel gasped at the rush of pleasure. Rowan jerked up. “Did I hurt—”

“No,” Gabriel managed to get out. “That feels amazing.” A smile lit Rowan’s eyes and he bent back down. Gabriel groaned again, praise spilling from his lips, as Rowan had him fully hard in barely seconds. “Touch the tip with your tongue, baby,” Gabriel managed to get out and Rowan did. “Fuck,” Gabriel swore because it was incredible. Rowan even experimented and squeezed his fingers around the base, using his other hand to cup Gabriel’s heavy balls. “Baby,” Gabriel got out. “Stop.” Rowan lifted his head and Gabriel took in his flushed face, gorgeous swollen lips and blown pupils. “You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”

Rowan looked down. “Why did you make me stop?” He moved his hand. Gabriel’s hand shot out and covered Rowan’s, squeezing, his cock half a second away from erupting.

“Because I’m going to come, baby boy, and I thought that was a bit much—”

And Rowan smiled. “Let go, Daddy. Please.”

No one could ever say Gabriel didn’t sometimes take direction when he was asked so prettily, and he moved his hand. Rowan bent his head and licked all the precum from his crown. Gabriel fisted his hands in the sheets, trying to hold on. Rowan reached for his balls and cupped them at the same time as sucking hard while he pulled up, and that was it. Gabriel couldn’t have held back his orgasm if his life had depended on it.

Gabriel grabbed Rowan as he let go and dragged him over his body, taking his lips in a demanding kiss, tasting himself, and then gentling it. He opened his eyes when he broke away to see Rowan’s face shining with satisfaction and pleasure.

Gabriel cupped Rowan’s cheek. “You are entirely too good at that.”

“That’s my promise to you, Daddy.”

Rowan was doing his best not to be nervous about visiting the club. So much had happened in the last few weeks, and he didn’t know how to behave around Daddy, or even if he should call him that or Master Gabriel. And he was convinced he would get it wrong.

“You’re quiet,” Daddy commented as they set off. It had been an amazing day. The morning had been perfect, and then in the afternoon while Daddy did some work, Rowan had read a few articles on becoming a private tutor and, taking Hilary at her word when she’d offered to help, asked her advice on how to get hold of the curriculum and expected levels for both math and English for high school. He knew the college-level requirements, but he wasn’t up to date with the younger years.

But he was stalling. Maybe he should just trust Daddy and ask? “Daddy?”

“Yes, baby boy?” Rowan smiled. He loved it when Daddy called him that.

He cleared his throat. “What should I call you?”

Gabriel glanced over at him as they slowed for the lights. “When?”

“You said it was Daddy at home and Master at the club and I was just checking.” The words had come out in a rush and Rowan almost cringed.

“Clever boy for asking,” Daddy praised, and Rowan let out a whoosh of breath in relief. “I said that when I originally offered to help you get a Daddy, didn’t I?”

Rowan nodded, then remembered his words. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Well, things are different now.” Daddy squeezed his hand before setting off again. “I don’t need to help you get a Daddy because you already have one.” Daddy shot him a heated look. “You’re mine, baby boy, and don’t you ever forget it.”

In fact, Daddy held Rowan’s hand as he signed them both in, and instead of going to the little room, or even sending Rowan in there on his own, he walked to the bar and greeted Master Adrian, asking Rowan if he would like a drink and helping him up on a stool.

Rowan sipped his lemonade and listened to Daddy talking. Every time Daddy introduced Rowan as his boy, he blushed harder, but he’d never been so happy in his entire life.

Another Dom approached Daddy for some advice with a whip, and as he turned to talk to him, Rowan saw someone out of the corner of his eye. It was Master Paul’s boy. The one from the bookstore. Rowan glanced around wildly, but he didn’t see Master Paul.

“Rowan? You’re Rowan, right?”

Rowan gazed at him. He was just as tiny, just as beautiful, as the first time he saw him. Rowan felt the old doubt creep in, but then he felt a touch at his elbow and saw Daddy had noticed the boy approach him. Rowan relaxed. Daddy missed nothing. He was still talking to the other Dom, but Daddy kept an eye on him. Rowan smiled. “Yes, I’m Rowan.”

The boy nodded. “I wanted to say how sorry I was.”

Rowan gazed at him in shock. “Umm, why?” That wasn’t what he expected at all.

“Because I met Master Paul at another club. We only scened once.” He shuddered. “I told him it was no one’s fault. I bumped into you as well, but he wouldn’t listen, so I refused the second time he asked me to scene. My friend told me he used to come here, but he doesn’t anymore, so I thought it was safe to try. I didn’t expect to see you.”

Rowan smiled and then saw Master Adrian take a step toward him. He absolutely knew it had been him that had stopped Master Paul from coming back, and he smiled shyly. Master Adrian gave him a nod but stayed close.

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