Page 16 of In Daddy's Hands

That was all the permission Boone needed. He took him. Boone jack-hammered inside him. He fucked Jupiter fast and hard,making up for the earlier soft suck. Boone easily controlled Jupiter, using him like a toy. The noises Jupiter made let him know how much Jupiter liked the abuse. It seemed like they barely got started when Jupiter cried out and his body convulsed. Boone tightened his grip on Jupiter’s hips and fucked his greedy hole. He no longer cared about anything but his orgasm. It was right there. He just needed Jupiter’s tight body to pull it from him. Sounds came from his throat with every exhale. Sweat rolled down his back. His muscles tightened. Boone pumped faster. Elation consumed him.

Boone babbled his way through his orgasm. “Thank you, baby. Fuck. You’re so perfect for me. I love you so goddamn much. You’re amazing.”

“I love you too.” The muffled words made Boone realize Jupiter had his face buried against the mattress. Boone quickly pulled out and gathered Jupiter in his arms. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to hurt you. You can’t let me get carried away like that.”

Rather than the tear-blotched face he expected, Jupiter wore a huge smile. “Please get carried away. That was amazing.”

Relief poured through Boone. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Jupiter’s expression softened. “Same. Will you hold me now?”

Boone didn’t need to be asked twice. He got them settled in for a long cuddle and restarted Jupiter’s movie. He knew Jupiter would be asleep in no time. Then Boone could stare at himunimpeded for as long as he wanted—like the lovesick fool he was. He couldn’t let Jupiter ever get away. Boone was addicted.

Chapter Seven

While dressed in anuncomfortable but extremely expensive suit, Jupiter watched Boone get ready for the evening. He was very obviously dragging his feet. Meanwhile, Jupiter had his shoes on, ready to get this night over. Jupiter was nervous as fuck. He wanted to revert to his pjs in his anxiety. Instead, Boone had taken him shopping for the level of clothes Jupiter needed to fit in. That had been at Jupiter’s request. Boone hadn’t given a shit what Jupiter wore. He didn’t want to go. Neither did Jupiter, but here they were. Jupiter might as well attempt to be part of the family.

“You should wear that tie with the flamingo on it.”

Boone froze at Jupiter’s suggestion. He looked visibly uncomfortable. “Honestly, I should throw that one away. My ex bought it for me.”

Jupiter shrugged. “Oh.” Honestly, that didn’t bother him, but whatever. He just wanted Boone to get fucking dressed so they could go. “You’re making me extra anxious.”

Boone glanced his way. “Sorry. I just…”

He knew. Boone had made it more than clear he expected Jupiter would be done with him after tonight. “Maybe just trust me.”

A self-deprecating smile passed over Boone’s lips. “It’s not you. I’m aware you’re amazing.”

“Then trust that I can handle this. If it goes horribly wrong and I end up a mess, then you have an excuse to baby me when we get home. God knows I’m already fighting the urge to find my softest pjs and hide. I need to get this over.”

With a nod, Boone grabbed a tie and finished dressing. “I promise I’ll have us out of there as quickly as possible. When we get home, I’ll make us a bubble bath and we’ll get out your bath toys.”

Jupiter smiled at the image Boone painted. “I can’t wait.”

Boone squared his shoulders. “Let’s get this done.”

Together, they headed out. Jupiter didn’t know where Beau lived or how long the drive would take. During the ride, he kept stopping himself from chewing his nails. It was time to call onsome acting skills. He could pretend to be a responsible adult. Boone pulled into the driveway of what could only be described as an estate. It wasn’t a house. The place had its own zip code. Jupiter hoped he didn’t hyperventilate. Thankfully, Banks’ car was there. So at least Jupiter knew one person here would like him.

Boone parked behind Banks and then circled the car to open Jupiter’s door. He took Jupiter’s hand as he helped him from the car. Boone didn’t let go. Jupiter was more thankful for that than he could express. As they headed up the front steps, the huge double doors opened. What looked to be armed guards welcomed them inside. Jupiter locked his back teeth to stop them from chattering. He was absolutely terrified. The darker side of Boone’s life was fully on display. He couldn’t pretend any longer this didn’t exist. The guards eyed him. Jupiter half expected to get searched. Boone blew past them with his head held high—like they were nothing. Like he had zero fear.

Jupiter’s attention was caught. The gross extravagance surrounding them disappeared. All Jupiter saw was Boone’s transformation. No longer was he the loving man who cuddled Jupiter at night. He was Boone Bosi. These armed men were beneath him. They were employees. Here, Boone was royalty. He was a dangerous stranger. Jupiter fought to get out of his head.

Forcing his gaze from Boone, Jupiter inspected the house. It was chandeliers and waxed wood. Gaudy wallpaper and overpriced art. It was pretense. Window dressing. The spoils of crime. All the furniture looked uncomfortable as fuck. Honestly, the place was exactly what Jupiter had pictured it would be. They didn’t stop moving until they came to some sort of conversation room.Banks leaned against a polished bar with a drink already in hand. He looked bored.

Beau lit as they came through the door. “Late, as always.” His smile didn’t match his chastisement. He focused on Jupiter. “But I see it was worth it. This much beauty takes time. Yet you make it look effortless.”

Jupiter felt Boone get tenser by the second. All he could do was try to be the friendly one. “Thank you. You’re looking very dashing tonight as well.”

“Don’t fluff his ego. He’s already a ridiculous old man.” The cold admonishment caught Jupiter off guard. He hadn’t noticed the middle-aged woman in the corner. She was oddly dressed, almost identical to the chaise where she sat. Even though she blended perfectly into the background, Jupiter was still stunned by her beauty.

Beau motioned her way, as if she was an afterthought. “My wife.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m Boone’s mother, Tabitha.”

Jupiter flashed her a sweet smile. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“This is Jupiter,” Boone provided.

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