Page 82 of Sass in the Grass

“Sure, you can. I want us to always be honest.”

“You will not like it.”

“I doubt I will, but what I won’t do is hold it against you. We all have things we think we want from a man, but the man our heart chooses rarely checks off all the things on that list. In fact, most times, the best man for us doesn’t check any of them.”

“Well, you do! I mean, you’re older than me, and I wanted that, and you’re big and sexy…”

“And that’s it. Go on, Jovian. Tell me the rest.”

“Well…God, I hope you don’t hate me, but you knew some of them! And you said you wouldn’t hold them against me!”

With his eyes back, looking into Cherokee’s, Cherokee smiled. “I said that, and what’s more, I meant that.”

“Okay, well…well, he’d be super rich, and all he would want to do in the entire world was to spoil me.”

Cherokee held up the bacon, and Jovian took another bite. “Good boy. Go on.”

After he swallowed and his brows drew hard together, Jovian said, “That was it!”

“I doubt that. What about sex?”

“Sex?”

“Yes, that thing you and I have been doing against my better judgement.”

“Oh. Well, I’d…I’d fuck him the best when…” He took a long breath, cutting his eyes away again. “I sound like a real asshole.”

“Yeah, you do. Want me to finish it for you?”

A shrug was all he answered, so Cherokee scooped some eggs onto the fork and fed them to Jovian.

“You would fuck him best after he bought you something pretty or took you somewhere nice.”

He didn’t even try to defend himself. “I know. I’m terrible, horrible, and I don’t blame you if you didn’t want me around anymore.”

“I want you around more.”

His head spun as he heard that and his eyes were so wide, it was hilarious. “Excuse me?”

“I always want the truth. And, seeing that you wanted to subliminally train a Daddy to do what you wanted, I will plainly train you to do what I want. Each time you piss me off, Jovian, you won’t get sex. You’ll be punished, in many ways. When you’re a very good boy, well, you’ll get the best sex of your life.”

“Excuse me?”

“Is that all you’re gonna say now?”

“No…but…I thought you liked the sex.”

“I do! Very much! You’re a great fucking lay, Jovian.”

Preening from the compliment, his confusion was set aside for a moment. “Really? I’m good?”

“You’re amazing in bed.” Leaning in, he placed his lips right near Jovian’s ear and gruffly whispered, “I love the way you milk my cock with that sweet hole of yours.”

The boy blushed wildly and wriggled until Cherokee fed him more of the eggs.

That showed him that Jovian loved praise. He’d do anything for it, Cherokee suspected.

Then he remembered the rest and lost his blush and his smile. “So…I have to make you all happy all the time, or you’re cutting me off?”

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