Pup by SJD Peterson

Author:SJD Peterson [Peterson, SJD]
Language: eng
Format: epub

MICAH drew Tackett’s bath, getting him settled into the tub with a glass of soda within reach, and hurried back to the kitchen to prepare dinner. He was thankful Tackett hadn’t asked to be washed. He’d started to get hard just from seeing the sexy fucker naked, and that had been painful. He may have caused himself real damage had he actually had to touch the man.

As infuriating as the damn thing was, Micah was also thankful for the cock cage. It was heavy and going to take some getting used to, but it told him Tackett hadn’t given up on him. He’d been so scared after Tackett left, sure the man would come back and tell him to pack his things again. It was that fear that kept him focused and allowed him to complete everything on Tackett’s chore list in record time and be seated in the tub when he returned.

He wouldn’t give Tackett a reason to make him leave or regret signing the contract with him. Oh, God. When Tackett had pulled out the contract and handed it to him, it’d felt like a two-ton weight had been removed from his chest. He’d been given another chance. He refused to fail this time.

Rummaging in a junk drawer he’d discovered while looking for cooking utensils, he dug until he found what he was looking for. He wrapped the rubber band around his wrist, snapping it. He had learned the sting stopped his mind from wandering while taking drink orders; it would come in handy to keep him focused on Tackett.

Micah pulled the roast from the oven, removing the cover and basting it before returning it to the oven. He then cut up fresh carrots and dropped them into a pot with fresh peas, adding a few of the new spices Tackett had purchased and a dollop of butter. Once everything was cooking, he set the dining room table with plates and cutlery for two, and not once did he have to snap the rubber band. It wasn’t until Tackett emerged, still damp, wearing nothing more than a pair of blue silk boxers, did he have to give himself a snap.

He stopped dead while taking the bowl of carrots and peas to the table, his eyes going wide and settling on a water droplet that dripped from Tackett’s salt-and-pepper hair and slowly traveled down the thick tendon on the side of his neck. Oh, fuck, how he wanted to lick that droplet from Tackett’s skin. Taste and tease. Pain radiated from his dick, causing him to wince, and he hurried to the table and set the bowl down. “Dinner’s ready, Sir. If you want to have a seat, I’ll grab the bread.”

Micah turned away and pulled that damn rubber band over and over. Between it and the cage, he was more under control when he brought the bread back to the table and stood next to Tackett.

“Could I serve you, Sir?”

“Thank you, pup. It smells delicious.”

Micah took Tackett’s plate

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