Page 10 of Not All Himbos Wear Capes
That’s fine.
I still plan on getting it IN there tonight…
“Now, Butch,” I purred, moving closer until I’d backed him against the wall. “How am I ever going to give you mycockunless you’re able to ask for it?”
He whimpered, the sound lighting up my entire nervous system. I rested my hand on his cheek, noticing once again how instantaneously the change came over him. His shoulders dropped as he leaned into my touch, trust flavored with desperation, like a rescue mutt trying to convince a potential new owner to take them home.
“How far away do you live?” I growled, needing to get my dog to heel immediately.
“Right around the corner,” he mumbled, deliciously dazed and already leading the way, unflinching when I wrapped a hand around the back of his neck as we walked.
It’s not as if I’d never encountered someone with submissive tendencies before. But it didn’t seem like Butch was evenawareof how naturally he was falling into the role—how willingly he was letting me take over.
How has he gotten this far in life not knowing himself?
The strangest feeling began to wash over me as we reached The Gloucester—one of the priciest apartment buildings in the city. This unfamiliar sensation only amplified as we entered the expansive marble lobby and mirrored elevator beyond, so foreign that it took me a minute to internally articulate it.
I… care.
It wasnoton brand for me to give a shit. I wouldn’t say I completely lacked empathy for other people, but it was an emotion fairly low on my personal agenda, despite Dr. Ownit’s annoying attempts to convince me to develop it.
Who has the time?
As we entered the penthouse apartment on the 98th floor, my stomach sank at what I saw. I wasn’t bothered by the overstated opulence, the couch that probably cost a few hundred thousand, but by how miserably out-of-place Butch looked surrounded by it.
Physically, he fit right in, no doubt raised with a silver spoon in hand, but I somehow sensed this wasn’thim—that he hated everything about this place. How I could know that about someone I’d just met was troubling. It was so unsettling that I released Butch’s neck from where I’d still been holding it and began backing toward the door.
I have to get the fuck out of here.
Butch turned to face me with confusion and concern on his handsome face. He probably thought I was intimidated by the wealth—never mind that I could buy this entire building—and that was fine by me. It would be a good enough excuse to end things before they escalated further.
I didn’t need a weird dating app to get laid. I could drive through midtown, whistle, and have no less than twenty suits clawing their way into my car. But what Ireallydidn’t need in my life was the unexplainable urge to protect this man at all costs.
Villains don’t protect.
“Xander,” his voice had gone low and rough with need.
And then he dropped to his knees.
Fuck.
There had never been a more gorgeous sight than this man kneeling before me. The moonlight was streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, glinting off the gold accents and illuminating the ridiculous white upholstery and even whiter surfaces, but all I saw washim.
Oh, fuck.
“Please,” he whispered, placing his palms on his thighs like the perfect little accidental sub he was.
I’m fucked.
“You look so good like that, sweetheart,” I praised without a second thought, hands unbuckling my belt of their own accord. “So ready for me.”
Butch bit his lip with a soft smile, his baby blues locked on mine while I unzipped my pants and pulled myself free. His gaze dropped, eyes widening at the sight of what was, in fact, ahugecock, already rock-hard as I stroked it.
“Open your mouth,” I moved closer, slowly, to give him time to change his mind. “And stick out that pretty pink tongue.”
He obeyed without question, and I groaned at the sight of him. We hadn’t even taken off our clothes or bothered to find the bedroom, but I was beyond ready to unload down this angel’s throat in the middle of all this no doubt scandalously dirtyfamilymoney.
I’ve never been harder in my entire life.
