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for little ones.” Cannon agreed looking around. “I didn’t know you wanted kids.”
“Bryce and I planned on adopting someday.” Now that he thought about it more closely, he wasn’t sure that was what Bryce wanted at all. Most of the house was decorated in a way that was unfriendly to children. Like pretending to be submissive, maybe Bryce had only pretended to want kids.
“That’s so great. I was an only child. I’d love to have a house full of kids.”
“You’re just a giant kid yourself.” Turner laughed at the shocked look on Cannon’s face.
“True, but at the shelter the animals come before everything else. It’s the same with kids. Their needs always come before your own. I’ll be a great dad someday.” Cannon twirled his fork in the heap of spaghetti still on his plate.
Cannon was always happy and full of energy. After seeing him with the animals today, Turner would have to agree with Cannon’s assessment. He would be a great father someday. “Would you like to know what I have planned for later this evening?” Dinner conversation was fine, but he had denied himself a taste of Cannon for far too long.
“I was wondering when we’d get to the good stuff.” Cannon waggled his eyebrows.
“Tell me what you think it means to serve me.” Pushing his plate back, he watched Cannon’s reaction closely.
Cannon set his fork down with a soft clunk and nibbled on his bottom lip. “It’s a different way of offering myself to you. I want to please you in a way that you enjoy and will give you the most pleasure. It makes me feel good knowing I’m pleasing you.”
It was a well thought out answer. “Why do you think you’re submissive?”
“Don’t get me wrong, sex is good, but it’s never been great. I’ve always felt like there was something missing. Something fundamental, you know? I don’t know that I can describe it any better, but what I can say is that what happened in your office the other day was fuc-ummm, amazing.”
“Nice catch, brat. What was amazing?” For Turner it was the lost, needy look in Cannon’s eyes when he was about to come and the way he moaned around the makeshift gag. He’d known then and there Cannon was submissive.
“It was being at your mercy. Being gagged with your tie and you telling me what you were going to do to me. It was knowing I could stop you at any moment, but never wanting you to stop.”
“And you liked being at my mercy?” Turner’s cock was hard enough to cut diamonds. He could feel pre-come soaking into his boxers.
“Best feeling ever. Best sex ever, even though…”
“Even though what?” He was curious to know what he could’ve done to give the brat more pleasure.
“Even though I didn’t get to make you come.”
Turner’s painfully hard cock twitched in his pants. “How would you have wanted to make me come?”
“By being gagged with your cock, sir.” Cannon leaned forward about to kiss Turner.
“Upstairs, brat. Now!” Turner commanded, standing up from the table.
“But the dishes…”
“Fuck the dishes. Upstairs!” He’d lost his mind, but what a way to go.
8
Cannon bit his bottom lip to keep from laughing as Turner dragged him by the hand out of the dining room and toward the stairs. Daisy was lying in front of the door and ran to greet Turner and Cannon.
Stopping only long enough to rub her soft ears, Turner started dragging Cannon toward the stairs again.
“Sorry Princess, see you later.” Cannon called climbing the stairs two at a time to keep up with Turner.
Turner stopped and pushed Cannon against the wall at the top of the stairs, kissing him hard and trying to take off his clothes at the same time.
“Whoa, cowboy.” Cannon pulled back. He tugged off his T-shirt and let it drop to the floor before unbuttoning the top of his jeans. Instead of unzipping them, he went for the hem of Turner’s gray henley and shifted it up his stomach and over his head. He sucked a harsh breath through
“Bryce and I planned on adopting someday.” Now that he thought about it more closely, he wasn’t sure that was what Bryce wanted at all. Most of the house was decorated in a way that was unfriendly to children. Like pretending to be submissive, maybe Bryce had only pretended to want kids.
“That’s so great. I was an only child. I’d love to have a house full of kids.”
“You’re just a giant kid yourself.” Turner laughed at the shocked look on Cannon’s face.
“True, but at the shelter the animals come before everything else. It’s the same with kids. Their needs always come before your own. I’ll be a great dad someday.” Cannon twirled his fork in the heap of spaghetti still on his plate.
Cannon was always happy and full of energy. After seeing him with the animals today, Turner would have to agree with Cannon’s assessment. He would be a great father someday. “Would you like to know what I have planned for later this evening?” Dinner conversation was fine, but he had denied himself a taste of Cannon for far too long.
“I was wondering when we’d get to the good stuff.” Cannon waggled his eyebrows.
“Tell me what you think it means to serve me.” Pushing his plate back, he watched Cannon’s reaction closely.
Cannon set his fork down with a soft clunk and nibbled on his bottom lip. “It’s a different way of offering myself to you. I want to please you in a way that you enjoy and will give you the most pleasure. It makes me feel good knowing I’m pleasing you.”
It was a well thought out answer. “Why do you think you’re submissive?”
“Don’t get me wrong, sex is good, but it’s never been great. I’ve always felt like there was something missing. Something fundamental, you know? I don’t know that I can describe it any better, but what I can say is that what happened in your office the other day was fuc-ummm, amazing.”
“Nice catch, brat. What was amazing?” For Turner it was the lost, needy look in Cannon’s eyes when he was about to come and the way he moaned around the makeshift gag. He’d known then and there Cannon was submissive.
“It was being at your mercy. Being gagged with your tie and you telling me what you were going to do to me. It was knowing I could stop you at any moment, but never wanting you to stop.”
“And you liked being at my mercy?” Turner’s cock was hard enough to cut diamonds. He could feel pre-come soaking into his boxers.
“Best feeling ever. Best sex ever, even though…”
“Even though what?” He was curious to know what he could’ve done to give the brat more pleasure.
“Even though I didn’t get to make you come.”
Turner’s painfully hard cock twitched in his pants. “How would you have wanted to make me come?”
“By being gagged with your cock, sir.” Cannon leaned forward about to kiss Turner.
“Upstairs, brat. Now!” Turner commanded, standing up from the table.
“But the dishes…”
“Fuck the dishes. Upstairs!” He’d lost his mind, but what a way to go.
8
Cannon bit his bottom lip to keep from laughing as Turner dragged him by the hand out of the dining room and toward the stairs. Daisy was lying in front of the door and ran to greet Turner and Cannon.
Stopping only long enough to rub her soft ears, Turner started dragging Cannon toward the stairs again.
“Sorry Princess, see you later.” Cannon called climbing the stairs two at a time to keep up with Turner.
Turner stopped and pushed Cannon against the wall at the top of the stairs, kissing him hard and trying to take off his clothes at the same time.
“Whoa, cowboy.” Cannon pulled back. He tugged off his T-shirt and let it drop to the floor before unbuttoning the top of his jeans. Instead of unzipping them, he went for the hem of Turner’s gray henley and shifted it up his stomach and over his head. He sucked a harsh breath through
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