Page 37 of Bound to Him

Parker grinned down at the man he loved, his heart soaring with more happiness than he could almost bear. “What if I want to be the master?”

Sebastian stilled for a moment, holding Parker in place. “Almost anything, cheeky boy.” He had their positions reversed with dizzying speed and thrust deeply. “I will always be in control, even when we’re married. And you love that, too, don’t you?”

Parker put as much of his love in his expression as he could. “Yes, Master.”

Epilogue

“Parker Jameson Endicott.”

Sebastian balanced his daughter’s legs on his lap. “Look, Ava, it’s Daddy.”

“Yay!” The toddler clapped along with everyone else at the graduation as she watched one of her fathers walk across the stage to receive his diploma. Her sparkly pink nails flashed in the sunlight and her honey-gold curls bounced in their stylish ponytail. Gloria loved having a granddaughter to spoil and Ava loved being pampered by her grandmother’s stylist and manicurist. She was wearing a white dress with lots of flounces and shiny, black patent leather shoes. That part was all Sebastian’s doing. He couldn’t resist dressing his daughter like a princess. He was a total girl dad for sure.

Sebastian was more like his mother in that regard than he would have expected, and had given up trying to rein her in. He was simply happy that she’d welcomed the child into the family. Or, at least she was good at hiding her true feelings if she still harbored disappointment, and his father followed her lead. Ava was happy spending time with her grandparents and showed the same kind nature as Parker despite the spoiling. That was enough for now.

He watched his husband beaming with pride as he took his diploma and shook the college president’s hand in what was the culmination of four hard years of work. And starting next Monday, he would be returning to Endicott Global as a full-time employee. He’d already proved himself a valuable contributor and Sebastian had only one complaint—that he couldn’t play with his former slave during working hours. His office had become a place strictly for business. That meant he had to save his playing for home.

Ava strained in his hold. “Daddy!” She tried to wiggle down to go running after Parker, who was walking to retake his seat.

Sebastian held her more firmly at her waist. “Not yet, sweetheart. We have to wait until everyone else gets their reward.” That was how they had explained it to her, that Daddy—as opposed to Papa, who was Sebastian—was getting something fun after working hard.

“Here, let me take her.” Parker’s mother reached over from where she sat on his left and took hold of Ava. “Grammy has a picture book in her purse.”

Meg Jameson was the consummate New England grandmother. If Gloria provided the glitz, Meg provided the solid grounding of having ordinary fun. Beside her were the twins, who loved playing with their niece. There was no doubt about the sincerity of that side of the family. Meg and her daughters were genuinely happy about the marriage and reminded him frequently that they adored how a debt slavery had turned into a genuine love match. They’d welcomed him into their home, their traditions, and had showered him with the same love they showed Parker. It was a relief to know that no matter what, he and Parker had an emotional haven there for themselves and their daughter.

Sebastian was happy to pass Ava off for a while. The day had been one of excitement for a number of reasons and he was having a hard time being patient for the typical celebrations to be over so that he could begin the more intimate ones. Naturally, he was throwing a graduation party at their townhouse. His husband deserved all the celebration of his achievement as possible. Still, he couldn’t wait to have Parker all to himself and show him his graduation present. It had taken months of careful planning and skullduggery by both him and Beasley to have it ready for today in secret.

When the last of the diplomas had been handed out, Sebastian retook Ava and he, his parents, Meg and her daughters wound through the throng of families and friends all jockeying to get to their respective graduates. They found Parker shaking hands with his fellow classmates off to the side. Ava squealed when she caught sight of her daddy and wiggled to get down. Upon seeing her, Parker tucked his diploma under one arm, knelt on one knee and opened his arms wide. The moment Sebastian put Ava’s feet on the ground, she made a bee-line to his embrace. He lifted her into his arms and whirled her around. They traded smacking kisses.

“Do I get one?” Sebastian strolled up and didn’t bother for an answer. His boy always wanted him. The kiss was chaste given the surroundings, but he tried to convey with his gaze the promise for much more…later.

Parker grinned. “I can’t believe I did it.”

Sebastian shook his head. “I can. Everyone can. You were always destined to do well. I’m so proud of you, dear boy.”

There was nothing more that could be said because the others joined them. Meg and the girls lavished Parker with hugs and kisses of their own. Gloria and James stood apart, more reserved, as was their way. Sebastian had, with Parker’s help, stopped expecting them to change. At least they had managed, on the surface, to accept Parker into their lives. The arrival of Ava had helped, of course, but their thawing had started much earlier, once they’d understood Sebastian was resolute in his plans. Parker had started working full time at Endicott Global before entering college, as well, and he’d proved to them without even trying how smart and productive he was. And the company had only thrived under Sebastian’s happiness and partnership with his husband. Success always impressed James and Gloria more than anything else.

The real surprise had been how stubborn and insistent his obedient debt slave was as a free man. Parker hadn’t wavered in the expectations he’d declared that first glorious night when they had professed their love. Sebastian had wanted to wait until Parker was able to stand on his own two feet economically before cementing their relationship. He’d intended to court the boy in a romantic way, showing him how good they would be together with free will instead of being bound by a contract. Parker had had other ideas. He’d refused to move out to give himself more autonomy, insisting on remaining in Sebastian’s bed, continuing in his role as a slave. He’d been clear that if Sebastian wanted him out, he was going to have to change his mind about loving him and wanting to marry. Even for Parker’s own good, Sebastian couldn’t tell that lie. When it came to love, he turned out to be the submissive, obeying Parker’s command to follow through on what they both desired.

That was as far as the role reversal went, however. He was still Parker’s master when it came to play. He felt even more free to up their games, bringing in new toys to try. The fact that Parker was eager to do so purely of his own volition made the play that much more erotic. And Parker had felt safe enough to insist that Sebastian put a ring on it after a few months, again just as he’d said in Tuscany. Their marriage the summer before Parker started college had been an intimate ceremony up in Ogunquit. It had been the happiest day of his life, the contrast between his feelings then compared to the eve of his wedding to Will had been huge. He hadn’t needed validation that he’d made the right choice, but he’d had it anyway.

When Ava had come within a year of that, it had given him another happiest day. They’d formed the kind of family that proved marrying for love was the best path for anyone. Parker had said he wanted to work on baby number two before the fall and Sebastian was delighted to expand what they had. There didn’t seem to be any limits on how much love one could have. As Sebastian watched his family, he actually wondered if anyone could die from happiness. He, who had been born with the proverbial silver spoon in his mouth and had been fed with an actual one, couldn’t have imagined how amazing it was to have all of this. His love for his husband and his daughter nearly hurt in its intensity. The man who had lived for work and no-strings pleasure was unrecognizable to him now. And he had Parker to thank for it. He felt sorry for his parents and the Emersons and anyone else who had a life they’d settled for out of duty.

Parker looked over at him and beamed an expression of love himself. There was promise in his eyes, too, one that spoke of wicked things to come. The look was enough to break through Sebastian’s thoughts of love and appeal to his baser needs. His restraint cracked. His dick hardened, forcing him to place his folded hands in front of his fly. The grin Parker shot him confirmed his boy knew the effect he was having. Sebastian tried to telegraph that he would mete out the proper punishment later. Not that the threat acted as intended. Parker liked punishment. The boy was a true pain slut, as it happened. Sebastian couldn’t have been more delighted to learn that. It allowed him to explore his sadistic side free of any guilt.

The moment passed quickly, however. As with all occasions, the Endicott family photographer arrived to memorialize the event. The man was an efficient field marshal, grouping and posing them in various ways until every conceivable type of picture had been taken. Ava grew bored and cranky, so the grandparents and aunts conspired to take her home for the party. That left Sebastian and Parker as the last two soldiers at the photographer’s command.

As they stood with their arms around each other’s waists, smiling at the camera while Parker held up his diploma, Sebastian couldn’t help seeding the way for the night to come.

“After the party, dear boy. I have a special present for you.”

A shiver ran through Parker. “I can’t wait to see what you have in mind…Master.”

Sebastian’s cock jerked. He would never tire of being called that by this particular boy. “You’d best lower that diploma a bit more and to the left unless you want the pictures to show more than either of us intend.”

With a laugh that would be captured forever in a photo, Parker did as he was told.

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