Avery
I hurried through cleaning my workstation so I could get to Graham’s condo. He’d told me I was going to love dinner, but he wouldn’t tell me where we were eating. He also said he had some other surprises for me. Considering his last surprise was a vibrating butt plug, I was a bit worried what he meant. Was he going to find another way to torment me tonight? I wasn’t sure whether I hoped for that or didn’t.
I let myself in when I got to the condo.
“Avery?” Graham called from somewhere in the back.
“It’s me.”
“Come to the bedroom.”
I liked the sound of that. I set my bag down and raced down the hall. “What are you going to torture me with tonight?”
He grinned and held up a bright pink jockstrap with a lace panel in the front.
“Oh wow. I thought you might have brought the plug for me again or something worse.”
Graham raised his brows. “What were you thinking of that would be worse?”
Oh shit. I wasn’t giving him any ideas. “Um… I don’t think I should say.”
He chuckled. “Later, I might make you. Or I could just come up with something else for you now. I don’t want you to be disappointed.”
“No!”
He glared at me.
“I mean, only if that’s what you want, Daddy.” I originally meant the words mockingly, but as they came out, I realized I truly meant them. I wanted to do what Graham asked.
“What I want is for you to put this on and then these.” He pulled a pair of bright blue skinny jeans out of his bag. They were the same color as the rope he’d used on me before. “I love this color against your skin,” he said, as if responding to my unspoken question.
“Then I’m happy to wear it for you.” I took the pants and the jockstrap. “Do I get a shirt, Daddy?”
“You do.” He pulled out a cropped t-shirt with a mermaid on it. “If this is too much, you can always say no.”
I snatched it from him and held it against me. “No way. I love this.”
He gave me the smile that meant he was pleased with me. I loved that smile.
“Where are we going for dinner? Can you tell me now?”
“Casa Lucas.”
My mouth dropped open. You had to get reservations for Friday nights months in advance. “How?”
“Allen plays soccer with the owner.”
“Oh, yeah. I remember something about him being on a rec league soccer team and wondering how many of his teammates knew what else he did.”
Graham smiled. “That would be interesting to find out.”
I stripped quickly and pulled on the jockstrap and then the jeans, which fit like they’d been made for me. “How did you know my size?”
He studied something on the ceiling. “I may or may not have stolen your red ones.”
“So that’s where they were. I thought Sean took them.”
He laughed. “No, it was me, but I have them to give back.”
I ran my hands over my ass, turning to admire myself from different angles. “You’re forgiven, because these are amazing.”
“Shirt too,” he insisted. I pulled it on, smoothed it down, and wow I looked really good, which was confirmed when I heard Graham suck in his breath.
“Damn, boy. Now I just want to get you right back out of those.”
I rubbed my cock, which was responding to his appreciative stare. “I would do anything to please you, Daddy. If you need a taste of me first—”
“Brat!” He slapped my ass. “Even if I did take a taste, you wouldn’t get to come.”
“I need you, Daddy.”
“I know, boy, but you’re going to wait.”
“Yes, sir.” I knew arguing wouldn’t do me any good.
“I’ve missed you so much.” Graham squeezed me tight.
“I missed you too.” I kissed his neck, and he turned his head and took possession of my lips. His warm tongue pushed into me, and I opened for him, tilting my head back and letting him fuck my mouth. When I sucked on his tongue, he groaned, the sound vibrating through me and making my dick ache.
“These pants are too tight for me to get this hard,” I said when he pulled back.
“Then you’ll have to control yourself until I’m ready for you to take them off.”
I whined, but his stern look silenced me. How did he manage to look so serious and so fucking hot all at once?
“Will you be comfortable with me calling you boy at dinner tonight? Or do you want to hold back on the role play with Leo there?”
I considered that. If we were going to play at the club and Leo already knew, then I shouldn’t be too embarrassed, and yet, just the thought of it made my face heat. Was it a sexy embarrassed, though? I couldn’t decide. “I don’t know.”
He studied me for a moment. “Does that mean you want me to decide?”
Did it? It would be so much easier to let him choose. “Yes.”
“Then you’ll be my boy all night.”
As soon as he said it, I knew it was what I wanted too. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome. Now come on. You need to do your makeup before we go out, and I don’t want us to be late.”
“Did you pick out makeup for me too, Daddy?”
“Nothing new this time; I want you to wear the pink lipstick you wore at the wedding. Other than that, you can surprise me.”
“Do you want to watch me put it on?”
“I do, but I have to get dressed.”
“I’ll save the lipstick for last then. I know how you love watching that part.”
He cupped my cheek. “You’re the best boy ever.”
I started for the bathroom and then turned back. “What about shoes? I have my short black boots with me.”
He smiled. “Those are perfect.”
“Daddy, you didn’t have to bring me all these presents. I don’t want you to spend too much on me.”
“I wanted to buy these things for you, and it isn’t a hardship for me.”
I considered whether to protest further. They weren’t outrageous gifts. The jeans were pricey ones, but I wouldn’t think much of buying him something comparable, so I decided my conscience could handle it.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome. Now go. If you make us late, I’ll have to come up with an especially wicked punishment.”
I bit my lip, like I was considering whether that might be exactly what I wanted. But then I smiled. “I’ll be good, Daddy. Because that’s what you like.”
“I do. Makeup now.”
I scurried into the bathroom.
***
When we stepped into Casa Lucas, Graham put his arm around me and pulled me to him. I could feel protective vibes coming off him. Then I noticed I was getting a number of appreciative looks from both men and women.
“You know exactly how to dress me up, Daddy.”
“I do, boy. And I love that everyone is looking.”
“You also love that I’m yours.”
He chuckled. “Yes, that too.”
I put my arm around his waist and squeezed him tight. “So do I.”
A broad-shouldered man with dark hair waved to us from a corner booth. Graham waved back, and we headed in his direction.
“You beat us here,” Graham said. “I’m impressed.”
Leo sniffed. “You think I’m always late, because you’re insanely punctual.”
“Says the man who’s nearly made us miss our plane every time we’ve traveled together.”
“No one should be required to arrive hours early just to take a flight. It’s nonsense.”
Graham turned to me. “Avery, this is Leo. For some strange reason, he’s my best friend.”
Leo held out his hand. When we shook, his grip was firm but not crushing. I couldn’t help noticing his hand was even bigger than Graham’s. He was stocky, with dark hair and eyes, and he had a presence that left no question he was in charge. That must c
ome in handy if there was any trouble at his club. It was also hot as hell.
I realized I was staring and glanced over at Graham.
“He’s hot. He knows it. You might as well go ahead and stare.”
Leo snorted. “The two of you were watched by nearly everyone in here as you walked in. You look amazing together. And you were right about that shirt.” Leo winked at me, and heat rose to my face.
“Did you help him pick it out?” I asked.
“Help isn’t exactly the right word,” Graham said. “He heckled me as I picked out things for you.”
“Someone has to make sure he does things right.” Leo inclined his head toward me, like he was pretending to ignore Graham’s presence. “He’s crazy about you. So I’m trying to make sure he doesn’t screw this up.”
I grinned at him. “Thank you.”
The server came to our table then. “Do you know what you’d like to drink, gentlemen?”
“I’ll have a margarita on the rocks,” Leo said.
Graham nodded. “Same for me.”
I considered joining in, but tequila always hit me fast and hard, and I needed a clear head for playing later. “I’ll have a glass of the red sangria.”
Our server smiled. “Of course. I’ll be right back with those. Be sure to check out our specials, which are on the menu insert. I highly recommend the ceviche sampler as an appetizer. Tonight’s varieties are grouper, a mix of shrimp and octopus, and smoked tuna, which is my favorite.”
My mouth nearly fell open. “That sounds amazing.”
“Go ahead and bring us one of those,” Graham said.
I smiled at him as she headed toward the kitchen. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, boy. I love seeing you smile like that.”
Leo frowned. “Your devotion is even more intense in person.”
Graham glared at him.
“Does he really talk about me that much?” I asked, unable to help myself.
“Yes, and he goes all mushy just like that.” He waved a hand in Graham’s direction. “I take it he’s treating you right?”
“Yes, sir. Very much so.” Heat rushed to my face. The “sir” just slipped out. Leo was so obviously a Dom, I couldn’t help it.
“Hmm.” He glanced at Graham. “Manners too. I think he is a keeper.”
“Leo.” Graham’s voice held a warning quality.
Leo grinned, obviously loving how he was getting to his friend. “Graham told me you’re a makeup artist.”
“I am.”
“Well, you certainly look amazing, so I know you have excellent taste.”
“Oh, thank you.” I glanced at Graham to see if he minded Leo’s compliment, but he was looking back and forth between us and smiling. “I love helping people get the look they want or showing them how to use products that flatter them and give them more confidence.”
“He’s making some of his own products too,” Graham said, a huge smile on his face.
Leo’s eyes widened. “That’s impressive.”
“I’d love to have my own makeup line one day. I can’t take on that kind of debt right now, but I’m saving toward it.”
A look passed between Leo and Graham that I couldn’t quite read. Then Leo said, “I have a feeling it will work out.”
Just as I was thinking it was time to change the subject, our server returned with our drinks. “Your ceviche will be out shortly. Do you know what entrees you’d like?”
Graham ordered fish tacos, and Leo and I both chose octopus enchiladas.
“That sounds lovely. I’ll put your order right in.”
“Do you have any questions about Thrust?” I asked before Leo could say more about my business aspirations. I didn’t know why I was so reluctant to talk about it. Maybe I thought I’d jinx it somehow if I told too much about my plans.
“I think I’ll have more after we go tonight, but I met Allen today. He seems like a great guy.”
“He is. I don’t know him well, but I do know he is a respected Dom, and he doesn’t put up with any shit. He lets tourists in, but they aren’t allowed to use the private rooms, and he’s not afraid to kick someone out if they’re disrespectful in any way.”
Graham nodded. “That sounds just like how Leo runs Succumb.”
“We haven’t had a lot of trouble, fortunately, but I have a very low tolerance for bullshit, so maybe it’s just that I scare off the assholes before they really become a problem.”
Our server brought the ceviche sampler, and it was every bit as good as she’d said. All conversation stopped as we savored it.
“Wow,” Graham said, when we’d polished off every morsel. “I’m thinking about ordering another one.”
“Mmm. I wouldn’t say no to that,” I said. “It was all good, but the smoked tuna was incredible.”
Leo licked his lips. “Do you think they’d kick me out if I drank the juice in the bottom of the dish?”
I laughed, and Graham said, “I bet you wouldn’t be the first.”
As tempting as picking up the bowl was, Leo decided he was more dignified than that. We talked a bit more about the club, and then our entrees came.
I’d just picked up my fork when Leo said, “I’ve known Graham for eight years, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this happy.”
His words made Graham blush, and I had to fight the urge to reach up and touch his heated cheek.
“You’re good for him. I thought that already from the way he talks about you, but now that I’ve seen you together, I’m sure of it.”
“So I have your blessing?” I asked.
“Boy, you don’t need his blessing,” Graham said. “You only need mine.”
“Oooh.” Leo grinned. “I really do like this thing you have going.”
Graham growled at him, and we kept the conversation light for the rest of dinner. I described some of the best hiking trails in the area when Leo mentioned he wanted to explore some the next day. I found out Graham and Leo had season tickets for the Broadway Lights series in Charlotte, and Graham promised to get an extra ticket for me for some of the upcoming shows. I told them more about the salon where I worked. Leo said he might come by the next day and try it out since he was due for a haircut anyway.
Graham and Leo argued over who would pay the bill. Ultimately Graham won, but only because Leo backed down. I was a little embarrassed by how hot it made me to see them try to out Dom each other. It was all I could do not to kneel to them both.
“Do you need anything else?” Graham asked, startling me from my thoughts of what he and Leo would be like topping together.
“No, but I’d like to use the restroom. I’m sure it’s cleaner than the one at Thrust.”
“It’s nearly impossible to keep club bathrooms clean.” Leo made a face. “It’s like a total jizz fest in there even when we have play rooms not that far from the dance floor.”
Graham snorted. “As if you haven’t—”
“I have a private office and my choice of a number of comfy private rooms.”
“Not now, but when you were younger.”
“I was an idiot then. And a lot of idiots come into my club.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. I’d been an idiot more times than I should.
Graham leaned in close and whispered in my ear. “Go on, boy, but be quick. I’m eager to get you on your knees so everyone can see just how good you can be.”
I shivered. “Yes, Daddy.”
CHAPTER NINE
Avery
Sean met us in the parking lot, and we all walked into Thrust together. I was surprised how different it felt with Graham right behind me, a hand low on my spine, guiding me. I’d never come here with anyone I planned to play with. I’d either arranged to meet a partner here or arrived hoping to find someone who was interested in the same games I was. This time, I knew exactly what was going to happen, and I was half hard before we got in the door.
Graham had stroked my leg during dinner, skimming his finge
rs along the edge of my groin, never touching my cock, but coming so close. I could feel the straps of the pink jock pressing into my ass. Graham would love displaying me in it.
“We’re going to walk around with Leo for a bit,” Graham whispered. “And then Allen has a place reserved for us.”
“He does?”
“With a spanking bench.”
I shivered.
“I’m not going to cuff you to it, though. You’re going to hold yourself in place, and everyone will see how good you are, how much you want to please your daddy.”
Now I was all the way hard. I didn’t think it would take more than a few strokes to get me off. “Yes, Daddy. I want to make you happy.”
“I know you do. You’re so good.” His warm breath against my ear made me shudder, and his soft tone warmed me all over. He was exactly what I needed.
We walked around the edge of the dance floor, which was crowded and rowdy. When Sean and I came together, we usually ended up right in the middle of those writhing bodies, rubbing up against someone, looking for a good time.
I turned to Sean. “You can go dance if you want to. You don’t have to stick with us.”
“No, I like this. There’s a nice view.”
We were standing behind Leo and Graham, and he eyed their asses like they were works of art and he had to memorize every detail.
I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t disagree. Sean had been flirting with Leo as we walked around. But I didn’t think Leo was interested or that he was right for Sean. I had a feeling Leo liked men who knelt at the snap of a finger and obeyed his every command. I also had the sense he played a hell of a lot harder than Sean did. Graham had mentioned that Leo trained other Doms in edge play.
I couldn’t see Sean agreeing to anything edgy. He preferred spankings that were more about play than pain. Then he wanted to get fucked and walk away. Except for whatever had happened with this mystery man he still wouldn’t talk about.
Graham turned and took my arm. “Let’s go see some of the play areas.”
“You want to come?” I asked Sean.
“Hell, yes.” He moved in between Graham and Leo so he could walk by Leo’s side. I wanted to warn him he was in way over his head, but he was a grownup, and he could figure that out on his own. I doubted Leo intended to play with anyone tonight, even if he was into Sean, since he was there to decide if he wanted to put in an offer on the club. At least I knew he was a decent guy who would let an overeager Sean down nicely. He probably had men following him around like puppies constantly at Succumb, so I assumed he was used to it.
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