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“I think that’s obvious since I said it’s time to go home. I’ll drive you. And let me see the receipt from your ride here earlier.”

“Yes, Sir,” Jay grumbles, clearly unhappy. “You like this! You smiled knowing I still want you.”

“I enjoy seeing you suffer. You’ll learn that. And you’ll love suffering for me because it’s what I want.”

“Well, I can still be annoyed about it too…Sir.”

Another laugh jumps out of my mouth. “Go, you little brat.”

I grab my clothes and follow him into the living room. We get dressed, then head to the foyer, where his shoes are. “Sit.” I point to the bench.

Jay frowns and does. I pluck his sneakers from the floor and signal for him to lift one leg, then slip the shoe on.

“What are you doing?”

“You can’t tell?”

“Aren’t I supposed to do that for you?”

“What you’re supposed to do is trust me and stop questioning me all the time.” When I finish with one foot, I do the other. He pulls his phone from his pocket and shows me the receipt, and I retrieve the cash from my wallet and pay him back.

“I feel like you’re paying me for sex.”

“I’m not. You could have driven. I asked you not to because I wanted to drive you home, and as I said before, paying for your ride is another way for me to take care of you.”

He nods, but I can tell he’s still iffy about it.

He gives me his address, which I put into the navigation. Outside of that, neither of us speaks much as I drive him to his apartment. There’s a parking lot beside the redbrick building, and I pull into a spot.

“Text me when you get inside.”

“Yes, Sir. I… Thank you. Today was incredible. I want to do it again. I want more.”

Guilt twists up my insides, but I ignore it. “I want more too.” Holding his chin, I lean over, and for the first time, I take his mouth with mine. Jay whimpers into the kiss, letting me lead the dance between our tongues. I push mine into his mouth, tasting him, owning him, only giving what I want and taking everything he’s willing to give me. When I pull back, he’s breathless, and damned if that doesn’t go straight to my cock. “Don’t wash your face until tomorrow. Even though you washed your face I can still smell my cum on you. I want you to smell it all night. I’ll be in touch.”

He grins, biting his bottom lip. “Yes, Sir.”

“I’ll go get tested this week. Can you do the same?”

He nods.

I watch him as he enters the building, and when I can’t see him anymore, I stay until I get his text.

Sweet Boy: I’m inside. Thank you again, Sir.

I can’t help the smile tugging at my lips. I fire off a quick reply, then leave. That’s when the guilt really sets in, the truth of what I’m doing digging its claws in deeper. I’m betraying my best friend, using his son for my pleasure.You’re going to lose them all, and you’ll deserve it. You know this is wrong. You’re going to hate yourself for it.

All those things are likely true, but so is the fact that I’m going to ignore them. I want Jay too much for anything else to be an option.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

JT

“How was it?”Reggie asks.

“If you get close to my face, you’ll smell his cum,” I joke, and he playfully gags. I collapse next to him on the couch, still feeling high from the day I had. “It wasawesome. I crawled for him.”

“Not my thing, but yay for you.”

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