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Sebastian leaned in for a kiss. “No. But it’s fun to know that we are doing it above the clouds. It’s like our own little world.”

The man sat back again and buzzed something overhead to give the pilot permission to take off. It didn’t take long for the control tower at Logan to give them a runway. Soon they were climbing smoothly. They hadn’t even reached cruising altitude before Sebastian unbuckled him and stood him up.

“Captain Rickter would be appalled at my lack of safety. I simply can’t wait to be inside you.” He scraped his teeth over Parker’s earlobe. “We’ll have to take the risk.”

Parker closed his eyes. “Yes, Master.” He clung to Sebastian as he stripped him bare.

As soon as Sebastian had him naked, he sat down again and pulled Parker in to straddle his lap. His master distracted him with long, hungry kisses, chasing his tongue before peppering his jaw with quick pecks. One hand roamed down Parker’s back to reach and remove the plug. As was always the case these days, he missed being filled and couldn’t help squeezing his sphincter as if hungry to be impaled once more. Sebastian took his attention away by sucking one nipple hard enough to cause Parker to moan and arch in a silent plea for more. He didn’t notice being lifted until he felt the explosive burn of Sebastian’s cock pushing in. He rode it as the plane soared through the clouds.

It was a slow fuck, as if Sebastian was in no hurry to find his release. Any time Parker tried to ride his dick faster, Sebastian prevented him from doing so. His master was like this sometimes, thrusting with barely perceptible movements with a tight hold on Parker’s waist to keep him steadily in place. He no longer kissed him, which was a pity, yet Parker understood sometimes his master simply wanted to savor the moment. With his head resting on the back of the seat, Sebastian had his eyes closed, as well. It was one of the few times Parker had the opportunity to simply stare at this man, admiring his masculine beauty and reminding himself how lucky he’d been in being bought by him. He’d also come to realize that in these moments, his master was troubled by something. It was as if having his cock encased by Parker’s channel gave him a chance to safely ruminate on whatever worried him.

Impulse had Parker running his hands up and down his master’s arms. “It’s going to be all right,” he said in a near whisper.

Sebastian’s eyes popped open. “Certainly it will.” He didn’t even bother to pretend he didn’t know Parker was referring to the marriage. “Have I made you think otherwise? Do you worry that I’ll cast you aside?”

Parker shook his head. “No, Master. I meant for you.”

“Ah. That’s very sweet of you, dear boy.” He slid one hand up to pinch Parker’s nipple hard enough to make him gasp. “It’s an annoyance, that’s all. There’s a welcoming party tomorrow night, then the wedding the next day and a post-wedding brunch to see the guests off. God help me. When did these things become such long, drawn-out affairs?”

He replaced his fingers with his teeth. The bite of pain caused Parker to moan and arch his back. His sphincter spasmed and his cock swelled as much as his cage would allow.

“I’ll do my best, dear boy, to entertain you afterward. It will be just you and me…and this delectable joining of our bodies.”

Naturally, Parker wasn’t invited to any of those events Sebastian mentioned. Not that he wanted to go. He was a dirty, little—yet open—secret, but no one wanted to actually see the sex slave in a social setting. It was obvious that they had this plane to themselves because Sebastian’s parents and friend didn’t want him around. That was okay. He had no right to feel slighted and enjoyed having his master all to himself.

Sebastian rocked his hips faster. “I’ve brought new toys along. I can’t wait to see these nipples clamped.”

Parker shivered at the idea. Then his master dove farther into him with a hard thrust. They both came with muted cries. It caught him by surprise. He hadn’t thought the fucking had been strong enough to cause them to come. His own orgasm was tempered by the cage. That was okay. He’d learned to accept that. It made the times when his master gifted him with a freed cock all the more powerful. He collapsed against Sebastian and panted.

Sebastian ran his hand up Parker’s back. “We’ll have some fun in Tuscany, then back to work. But we’ll go skiing in Aspen after Christmas and then take that business trip to India in late February. You can see the operations there. I think you’ll be impressed. We can have a cruise on the family yacht around the Caribbean in the spring. Our lives aren’t going to be changed by this marriage.”

Parker wanted to correct him. Sebastian’s life wasn’t going to be impacted by having a husband. For Parker however, everything was new and exciting. “Hmm. Sounds wonderful, Master.”

“It will be.” The way Sebastian spoke, it was as if he were trying to convince himself. “Nothing will change,” he repeated, again as if for his own benefit. “For a while, anyway. Next summer I’ll have to start the process of finding a surrogate.”

The idea of a child coming into their lives didn’t bother Parker. It was rather exciting, actually, although he’d have to be careful not to get too attached to the child. By the time they were three or four, his contract would be up. He wasn’t so love-struck or naïve to believe that Sebastian would keep him in his life in any way once they parted. The mere thought of having to leave Sebastian made his heart ache. So, he focused on the practical. “The broker should be able to find one for you.”

Sebastian’s hold tightened for a moment. “Yes, just one more thing people are forced to sell—their womb. Can’t be helped, though. I need to father a child. There will be nannies, though. A baby won’t impact what we do.”

Parker pulled back enough to look him in the eyes. As Sebastian had raised the issue of the child in the context of their relationship, it made sense to talk about it. “I’m not worried anything bad will happen. Do you think I won’t like having a baby to dote on?”

Sebastian seemed truly surprised. “I just assumed you wouldn’t be interested in such matters.” He lowered his gaze in an uncharacteristically demure way. “It’s not as if you’ll be its parent.”

That cold truth stabbed Parker right in the heart. It was a ridiculous reaction. He shoved aside his own feelings to soothe his master’s. “No. Still, babies are fun. I bet you’ll be a great father.”

Sebastian smiled as he kissed the tip of Parker’s nose. “You are excellent for my ego, as well as my libido.” He bucked his hips. “Shall I keep fucking you?”

“Yes, please.”

Chapter Nine

Sebastian held up one wall of the villa’s ballroom, nursing a bourbon and counting the minutes until he might slip out. The space was jammed with hundreds of people, most of whom were guests of his parents or the Emersons. Having few relatives and even fewer friends, his invitations would have made for a short pile. The look of horror on the faces of both mothers of the grooms at the idea of a small, intimate affair had crushed that hope. It was critical, apparently, that people he barely knew take part in the over-the-top wedding. As it was to invite the gossip columnists that they normally avoided. This kind of publicity was welcomed. The build-up in even legitimate news services about this merger of the families had been excessive, to his mind. Someone had even dared label it the marriage of the year.

He’d gritted his teeth against the growing aggravation and increasing resentment of what he was about to do and had taken solace with Parker. The boy was always there, offering his ear and the rest of his body, whenever Sebastian’s stress had flared. The boy’s steady presence and support had been a balm to his fraying nerves in a way he wouldn’t have expected. Normally, he took everything in stride. This marriage was proving to be different. And having Parker in his life was also different from what he’d expected. His relationship with his debt slave felt real and genuine compared to the fake romance he and Williard projected to the world. No one else thought that, of course. Some articles about the impending marriage had either alluded to his unsavory companion or outright condemned it. The latter commentary had the right of it, he was beginning to believe, although he couldn’t quite regret taking Parker on. Having him was wonderful. The idea that he might never have taken him into his life caused an ache deep inside him.

Will slid up to him on quiet feet, startling Sebastian out of his reverie. “Don’t you dare leave this party early, the way you did the engagement one.”

It was unsettling how well his fiancé knew him given that no intimacy had occurred between them. “If I stay here much longer, I fear I’ll be saying my vows tomorrow wearing a straitjacket.”

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