Take Care of You (Taking Care Book 1) by Gianni Holmes

Author:Gianni Holmes [Holmes, Gianni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Coco Nutz
Published: 2019-04-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Declan

To say I was surprised when I woke up the next morning beside Owen was an understatement. I stared at the man burrowed into my side and wracked my brain trying to remember if at some point in that night, which I didn’t remember, I had gotten up. It was so long since I had slept through a night that I wasn’t certain, but I felt rested.

The usual exhaustion from fighting with my inner demons throughout the night was noticeably absent. I wasn’t dying for a cup of coffee to feel better, and I hadn’t swallowed any pills to combat the stomach pains I usually got. I was rested, ready to start the day, and it was all because of the man snoring gently beside me. I hated snoring, so why did I find his so soothing? It was a reassurance that I wasn’t alone.

For all his objections to being thought of as boy and calling me Daddy, he had sure gotten into it last night.

I smiled, watching him sleep while my heart did all kinds of gymnastics in my chest. His face was relaxed in sleep, the usual frown lines not as dramatic. His hair was an untidy mess sticking up from his head, but he seemed happy.

I was always attracted to older guys as I grew up, my first crush being a high school teacher. I chuckled quietly remembering some of the thoughts I’d had back then, of bending my Geography teacher over the desk and spanking him with a ruler. Growing up I’d kept those fantasies a secret, ashamed of myself. Mr. Palmer was older than Charles, was married and had kids, but that hadn’t stopped me getting a stiffy right there in his class. I had thought something was wrong with me for so long and made a habit of sticking to boys my age to rid myself of the unwelcomed fantasies.

It hadn’t been hard finding boys to fool around with at the boarding school I had been sent to. There had always been willing guys either gay, or simply wanting to experiment. They had loved my take-charge attitude, but I didn’t get off as hard as when I imagined they were an older man begging me to fuck them. The former didn’t do much for me. The latter made me feel powerful, in control.

That was the way I had felt last night with Owen. Hopefully, he had realized it too, that he was a natural submissive. He had basked in me taking control of him and using him for my pleasure. He had even seemed to crave it. My dick throbbed, making my desire known as I remembered the way his body had felt under mine—bigger, more muscular, more powerful physically, but psychologically subdued to mine.

The bed covers were down to his waist, showing off just a hint of pubic hair. I found it a bit humorous that he’d shaved his ass but not the hair around his cock. Not that I minded either.

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