Page 7 of In Daddy's Hands

Jupiter was intrigued. “What do you enjoy?”

Boone stood and rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt. “Come on.”

Curiosity had Jupiter practically dancing in place as he followed Boone through the house. He tried not to gawk at everything they passed. Jupiter had never seen so much excess in his life. “Do you live here alone?”

Boone glanced over his shoulder as he opened a door that led to a set of stairs heading down. “Yes.”

Goddamn. He couldn’t imagine what it must be like to have so much. At the bottom of the stairs, Jupiter found himself insidea soundproof room that was almost as big as the house. It was an indoor range of sorts. Guns and bows lined the wall. Jupiter shouldn’t have been surprised. Boone’s father was a weapons dealer. It made sense for him to own a huge stash of various weapons. Boone grabbed a bow as he passed, and then some arrows as he headed for a target. Jupiter thought he was walking toward the final target. Then, faster than Jupiter could follow, Boone fired an arrow into every target they passed, hitting it dead center with barely a glance and while still walking.

Jupiter’s feet froze. His jaw dropped. “Whoa. That’s amazing. So, you’re like a marksman?”

Boone nodded. His smile said it all. He was proud of his talent, as he should have been.

“I can’t imagine how long it’s taken to get this good.”

Boone shrugged and put the bow back in its home. “I have a lot of time on my hands.”

It hit Jupiter. He couldn’t even imagine being the son of a well-known criminal. “Life has probably been pretty damn isolating for you.”

To his surprise, Boone snagged his waist and toyed with the ears of his pajamas that now hung at Jupiter’s ass. “Maybe that’s why I understand how alone you’ve probably felt your entire life.”

A lump formed in Jupiter’s throat. “When I found The PlayPen, I thought I’d finally found a home. But the reality is, I usuallyleave there feeling like twice the failure. I’m not meek and whatever it is men search for in that place. Even in a place for outcasts, I’m an outcast.”

“Yet all the other Littles flock to you.”

“And I leave there feeling empty.”

“I’ve never wanted to fill someone so badly in my life.”

A huge smile exploded across Jupiter’s face. There was no stopping it. “God, I hope that was some sort of euphemism.”

Boone shuffled closer. The heat in his eyes made Jupiter’s mouth go dry. “No. I said exactly what I meant.”

Goddamn. That was the hottest thing anyone had ever said to him. The air changed between them. Jupiter wondered if he would survive the heat.

Boone had truly meant to go slow. He hadn’t expected Jupiter to be so insightful and vulnerable. Boone didn’t have the strength to resist him. Jupiter wasn’t just some shallow twink, looking fora sugar daddy. He wanted a real connection to accept him as he was. How could Boone resist?

They held each other’s stare. The hunger grew to nearly crippling. Jupiter’s beautiful eyes never turned away. He swore Jupiter silently pled.

Jupiter visibly swallowed. When he spoke, his voice came out in a hoarse whisper. “You have to be the one—”

Boone didn’t let him finish. His mouth covered Jupiter’s as he lifted him from the floor. Jupiter’s legs wrapped around his waist. Boone took three steps until Jupiter’s back hit the wall. Their kiss was almost violent. He had to get Jupiter out of his clothes. There was a tiny voice in his head saying he should slow down. This wasn’t the time. It wasn’t the place. Jupiter deserved better. Someone softer. Jupiter clawed his skin, trying to tear his shirt off when the buttons were too much for him. His desperation fed Boone’s insanity. It had been so long. So fucking long.

He needed to be inside Jupiter now. Boone backed away, letting Jupiter’s feet hit the floor. He went to work on his shirt while Jupiter tore out of his clothes. It was as if they raced to see who could get nude the fastest. Jupiter won. His clothes were less complicated. Boone got his shirt unbuttoned and the front of his pants open before he lost the last thread of his patience. He jerked open a drawer in the closest weapons cabinet, finding lube he kept there for various uses. Boone had never been more thankful for that. He had his cock oiled and Jupiter back off his feet before either of them cooled.

It wasn’t until he impaled Jupiter that he froze. A hint of sanity returned. He held this light-as-a-feather man against the wall and fucked him like a whore. This was supposed to be his boy. He was supposed to take care of him. Even though Boone had seen Jupiter’s toy drawer, he didn’t know if the guy had been a virgin. He also wasn’t wearing protection. Boone had done everything wrong. Horror raced through him as he stared at Jupiter’s flushed and innocent-looking face. He felt like the monster he was.

“Please.”

The ragged and desperate-sounding whisper cut through Boone’s spiraling thoughts. His hips rocked. Arousal transformed Jupiter’s face. Boone forgot to care about anything but making Jupiter come. He had to see it. Using the wall for leverage and gravity as his friend, he took Jupiter. Boone thrust, savoring every nuance of Jupiter’s expression and the way he gasped for air. He didn’t try to hide. Jupiter hadn’t lied. He wasn’t meek. In every way, he was perfect for Boone. Boone would destroy a weak man.

Jupiter’s short fingernails dug into Boone’s shoulders. He visibly fought to reach the edge. Boone fought not to beat him there. Jupiter felt too good on his dick. It had been too long since he touched anyone. Whimpers mewled from Jupiter.

Boone’s focus sharpened. “That’s it, baby. Come for Daddy. You’re such a good boy.”

A cry rang out as cum filled the space between them. Boone saw stars as Jupiter’s body convulsed. He captured Jupiter’s mouth as he headed toward the same goal. His entire being stayed focused on blowing. The pressure built, becoming like an itch in his brain. Then Jupiter bit his bottom lip and there was nothing but ecstasy. Boone moaned around Jupiter’s tongue as he pumped his ass full of cum. He doubted it was a mistake, but they would still talk about it. This was permanent. Boone didn’t share. In fact, the biggest misstep had been Jupiter’s. The guy likely didn’t realize being his boy was forever. Boone didn’t have the strength to lose everything twice.

Chapter Four

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