Page 65 of Pretty Baby

“Yeah that was stupid,” Caleb agreed. If he’d wanted to avoid Grant he should have gone somewhere that didn’t know him or his Daddy.

“I don’t think it was,” Grant corrected. “You were hurting, acting out, and went to the one place that knew about me. I spoke to Master Finn this morning again and he told me that you wouldn’t allow anyone near you. But you ran your mouth the entire time daring one of the Doms to touch you.”

“Yeah,” Caleb flushed. “I was kind of looking for a fight but I couldn’t start one with one of the boys.”

Grant shook his head. “What happened baby?”

Caleb sighed. “My mom called.”

Grant narrowed his eyes.

“I knew I shouldn’t answer but there’s always a chance that she’s calling to just… check on me, you know?”

“I know baby.”

“But that wasn’t what she wanted.”

“What was it that she did want?”

“Money. Or more money.”

“Why?” Grant frowned.

Caleb shook his head. “Because that’s all she ever wants from me. I never got to turn down roles because she always needed more money. Always. She spent every penny I made. But when I turned eighteen my manager helped me open my own account and have my checks and royalties deposited there. That was when things turned really bad.”

“I’m so sorry your mother is like that.”

“Well.” He shrugged. “I should have known better. But when I moved here I gave her the entire check from my last modeling job. It was almost two hundred thousand. I told her that was it. I wouldn’t give her another penny.”

“You gave your mom two hundred thousand dollars?” Grant's voice rose comically.

Caleb grinned. “I did.”

“That you got for one modeling job?”

This was too funny. Caleb giggled. “I get paid a lot of money to be photographed in my underwear.”

Grant growled which was sexy as hell. “Not anymore you don’t. I’m the only one that gets to see you in your undies now.”

Caleb grabbed Grant’s hand and put it under the long shirt. “You’re the only one that’s ever seen me in my pretty panties.”

Grant wrapped his fingers around Caleb’s growing shaft. “Damn straight.”

He loved how possessive Grant was. He didn’t move his hand.

“And you told your mom no last night?” Grant asked.

Caleb wiggled around. “Daddy you're holding my cock.”

“I am.”

Caleb huffed.

“And we’re still talking. I’ll hold your cock for as long as I want. That doesn’t mean that we’re done.”

“Fine.” Caleb had not considered how hard it would make him having Grant’s hand so casually holding his dick without doing anything else.

“I asked you a question boy.”

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