Page 43 of A Quick Buck

Noah’s heart fluttered, and he tried to squash the wave of heat those words lit inside of him. No, it couldn’t be that easy. He couldn’t allow himself to be that pathetic. “Fuck you.”

“Oh?” Alistair’s bright eyes burned right into Noah’s with a ferocious intensity. “Kneel.”

Noah whimpered.

That single word was like a punch right in his gut, and his breath got caught in his throat. He had to resist this insane impulse.

He had totry…

Even as his feet carried him forward, he would swear it wasn’t of his own free will. He couldn’t stop the overwhelming urge to obey, and he was utterly disgusted with himself as he dropped to his knees before Alistair. He stared up at him, torn between running and sobbing, wishing he could escape this strange spell even as he wanted it to possess him.

Alistair leaned forward and cupped the sides of Noah’s face, rewarding his compliance with a deep kiss.

The mere press of Alistair’s lips made Noah gasp, and wow, they were so soft and lush. Alistair grabbed him by the back of his neck, holding him in place as he kissed him harder. Noah could not remember a kiss ever feeling this good, and he moaned without even meaning to.

“Good boy,” Alistair whispered, stroking Noah’s neck sweetly. “Mmm, that’s what you want, isn’t it? You want to be a good boy for me, don’t you? You need a Daddy to take care of you, hmm?”

“Yes.” Noah’s eyes were still closed, and he inhaled shakily. “Yes, I do.”

He’d met other men who called themselves ‘Daddy,’ but they were nothing compared to Alistair’s brilliant confidence and command. Noah couldn’t just bat his eyes and get what he wanted from Alistair—no, he would have to work for it. He had to be good, and somehow that made it all the more sweet.

It was that intense rush of euphoria, the same one making him tingle right down to the tips of his fingers, that was offering his surrender. He was beinggood. He had never been good enough for any boyfriend, not for his uncle, and not for any stupid fucking friends.

But in this moment, on his knees and ready to obey whatever was asked of him, he could be good for Alistair. The joy he was experiencing was more than he’d ever known, and he would do anything to hear Alistair praise him again.

“Ah ah,” Alistair tutted, his fingers curling into Noah’s hair and pulling lightly. “Dear Noah, come along now. My sweet boy. What do we say, hmm?”

Noah took a deep breath. “Yes,sir.”

“Do you really want me to be your Daddy? Do you want to be my good boy?”

“Yes, sir,” Noah replied immediately. He didn’t even know what the full implications of having Alistair as his Daddy were, but he wanted it. He wanted it so much.

“Very good.” Alistair kissed his forehead. “Now, if you want to be my boy, there are rules. Daddy’s rules. And you’re going to follow them, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good. The first rule is absolute obedience. You’ll do what I say, when I say it, without question. I’ll start off very simple. You’ll stand up, take off your clothes, and get back on your knees for me.”

Heart pounding, Noah asked, “And then, sir?”

“And then, dear Noah, I’m going to do whatever I want to you for as long as I want to do it. If you’re a good boy, then you’ll get to come for Daddy. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

Chapter 7

Noah’s legs were shaking with adrenaline as he stood to undress, and his fingers were weirdly tingly. It took him two tries to untie the knot on the sarong. He had always been confident with his body, but there was something about the hunger in Alistair’s eyes that made him feel shy.

It was like Alistair was looking right through him, into his very soul, and it made Noah’s pulse skyrocket.

He stood before him now, completely bare. His cock was hard, jutting straight out, and he didn’t know what to do with his hands.

Alistair waited until Noah was done stripping before urging him closer, caressing his stomach and hips. He ignored Noah’s cock, and he smiled. “You are very beautiful, but you know that, don’t you?”

“Yes, sir.” Noah licked his lips.

“You’ve been relying on those good looks for some time,” Alistair went on. “Using your body, that pretty face… whatever it took, hmm?”