Page 21 of Thrust Me Daddy

We party hard.

And weneverfinish a job behind schedule.

‘Yeah, it was kind of fast with me and Reece,’ Xander giggles, his mind obviously tracking back to the early days of their relationship and no doubt coming up with some fun and naughty memories. ‘Do you think you and Trent might…’

‘Might?’

‘You know, take things to the next level,’ Reece says, taking a big gulp of his milk. ‘Remember, even though Trent’s a Daddy, you can still decide when you’re ready. If he’s a good Daddy, which I’m sure he is, then he’ll understand and be happy to wait.’

‘Yeah, I think he’s a good Daddy,’ I reply, thinking back to how incredible it felt to play with him as Daddy and boy last night – and then of course have milkies time with him afterward. ‘To be honest, if he arrived here today and told me to get on my knees… I’d be down there in less than three seconds!’

The pair of us giggle together and I feel all warm and tingly.

Before Trent left Morning Milk the previous night, we held hands outside and he kissed me on my forehead. It felt good. In fact, it felt better than good.

But what I really wanted was Trent to kiss me on my lips.

With his square jaw, stubble, and perfectly pink lips, I know that it’s going to feel incredible when the time comes for us to have our first proper kiss – but I’m already getting impatient!

I know that Trent has his whole thing of wanting to take his time, but personally I think that if we both know that we like each other then there’s no reason why we can’t move forward and see just how good things could be between us.

But now’s not the time for me to be thinking too much about Trent – no matter how sexy and safe it felt to be given my milkies by him last night.

‘So… another delivery for me today?’ I say, finishing off my cookie.

‘Yeah, we’ve got you going about fifty miles west to pick up some steel,’ Reece says. ‘And then on the way home a small diversionto pick up some customized seat covers for the rehab room. Sounds good?’

‘Sounds perfect!’ I reply, my mind already planning out my day.

I’ve got a new audiobook downloaded and ready to dive into, plus I know a great diner that I can stop off at just across the road from the steel supplier.

Today is going to be a great day, I just know it.

And if I happen to hear from Trent, then that might just make iteven better…

‘Hey, Xander,’ I say, my cell phone on speaker as I pull into the construction site. ‘I’m back and I’ve got the full load. There’s a couple of boys still here and I’ll unload it with them. Catch you tomorrow.’

I park the truck and let out a long, satisfied sigh.

After a delay at the initial pick-up, I was able to gain back most of the time I lost. That’s the thing with being a driver, you can never truly plan for delays. It might be roadworks, or it could be that something wild is happening at the supplier, but typically there’s always at least one situation to handle each day.

But I’m feeling good and more than ready to get the steel and customized seat covers unloaded and ready for tomorrow.

It doesn’t take me and the guys long to do the work, so I decide that my plan for the evening will be a nice long bath back at my place.

But just as I’m arriving home, I see a message pop up on my cell phone – and it’s from Trent…

TRENT: Hey, boy. I hope you’ve had a good day. I caught some waves and now I’m thinking it might be fun to see the cutest boy in all of Los Torros. I’m chill with whatever you feel like doing, so no pressure. But it would be good to see you.

I smile and take a brief moment to think. It would be fun to go out and maybe have a couple of beers with Trent. We could really sit down and get to know more about one another.

But on the other hand, my plan of having a long, hot bath is also still on my mind. After a long day of driving and plenty of heavy steel lifting too, what my body needs more than anything is to feel some hot water and relaxing bubble bath all over it.

Maybe…

No, it’s too soon.

Screw it, why not…

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