Page 14 of My Young Alpha Daddy

The boy can’t keep his eyes off me.

And one place in particular is drawing Aaron’s eye more than any other.

Before I know what’s happening, the boy reaches down and places his hand on top of my crotch. In my excitement I rev the engine and nearly max it out – it’s a good job the handbrake is on otherwise we’d both be halfway into the brick wall at the end of the alley by now.

‘Hands off,’ I growl, firmly moving Aaron’s hand away from my rapidly hardening bulge. ‘You touch Daddy’s cock only when Daddy commands it. You got that?’

The boy blushes.

I love it when he does that.

‘I can get us back to mine in five minutes,’ I say, putting the car in reverse gear and expertly spinning it around to face the road again. ‘Let’s cover the basics now. Safeword?’

‘Cabbage,’ Aaron replies.

‘Recent clear sexual health results?’

‘All clear,’ Aaron says, nodding.

‘Me too,’ I say. ‘Last question…’

‘Yes, Daddy?’

‘Have you been a naughty baby boy?’ I say, revving the engine again, ready to rock and roll the second I hear Aaron’s response. ‘Do you need a Daddy to put you back on the right track?’

‘I need a Daddy like you more than you know,’ Aaron replies, gripping the sides of his seat as I release the brakes and fire the Porsche out of the alley and back onto the road like I’m racing on a Formula 1 racetrack.

‘Well okay then, we’re all set for the best damn night of our lives,’ I roar.

The city lights blur as I take Aaron home with me at breakneck speed.

This is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

We might be moving fast, but this is about as far from a casual hookup as it’s possible to get.

This could be something real.

I’m not going to hold back. I’m going to treat Aaron like the wonderful boy he is.

He thinks I’m going to fuck him hard and make his body mine.

And I will, in time.

But right now I’ve got other plans.

Because this could beForever…

Chapter 5

Aaron

Rafa sure knows how to drive.

He might have been a tennis champion in the past, but I think he could potentially be a race car driver if he ever decides to quit personal training.

There’s something so sexy about the way he’s handling the car.

In complete control.

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