Playing With Spencer: An MM Age Play Romance (Different Hearts Book 6) by Izaia Winter

Author:Izaia Winter [Winter, Izaia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-09-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Spencer

Standing in front of Turner’s door, I rocked back on my heels and stared at the keys dangling from my fingers. I knew they weren’t for me to keep, but it was a symbol of the trust Turner had already given me. I couldn’t adequately explain how it had felt when he’d slipped the little bit of cold metal into my hand. Joy, pride, excitement, and satisfaction had waged war with the fear that lingered in the back of my mind.

I’d clipped the key to my keyring so I wouldn’t lose it, and it had looked right hanging there. Like it belonged. The thought of giving it back to Turner when our playdate was over left a sour taste in my mouth. I wanted to keep it. I liked that tiny bit of proof that I was welcome.

Shifting the grocery bags I carried to free a hand, I juggled the keys until I held his, slipped it into Turner’s front door, and unlocked it. Pushing it open, I crept into the quiet house and softly closed the door. I didn’t want to wake Turner if he was still sleeping. He’d assured me he was a heavy, late sleeper on the weekends, and by the silence in the house, I knew he was still in bed.

I dropped my overnight bag off by the door while I toed off my shoes. In nothing but a pair of dark gray dad sweats and a plain white t-shirt, I padded to the kitchen, placed the grocery bags I carried down on the counter, and then made my way toward Turner’s bedroom. I’d planned on starting breakfast as soon as I’d arrived but couldn’t fight the need I had to see him, to assure myself he was cuddled safely in his bed.

Bracing a hand against the open doorway, I looked into Turner’s bedroom and smiled at the pretty picture my boy painted. He was on his stomach sprawled across his bed with his legs tangled up in the blankets he’d pushed down sometime in the night. A box fan balanced on a nearby chair blew cool air across his body that teased at the edge of his shirt, exposing a good portion of his back and his tight briefs. The little bits of ass cheek that hung out of the bottom of his underwear begged me to nibble and bite.

I reached up and pressed a hand to my heart.

There was something innocently intimate about watching him sleep. I thought about stripping out of my clothes and joining him but resisted the urge. I knew if I did, we’d only lounge in bed all day making love. Not that I was against the idea, but when Turner had invited me over to play, I knew this was one more step in the right direction, one step closer to being a Daddy—his Daddy.

I went over the tentative plans I’d made in my head for the day and smiled. Not that I had a plan. My time

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