Page 72 of Carver

Gideon ran his fingers through Carver's hair, and the other man nearly preened at the touch. "You are a wonderful man," Gideon said.

Carver shook his head gently. "I'm only a reflection of you. Everything I do is for you now. I want to continue to provide those things and to be that person for you if you'll let me. We can take it as slow as you want. Today can be repeated as soon as you wish.”

Gideon smiled at the offer, leaning down. He waited until Carver was looking at him, until he was a breath away from Carver's lips before he said, "I will want to do it again." He pressed a quick kiss to Carver's lips before pulling back. “Can we try another new thing now?”

Thirty-Two

Carver wassurprised at Gideon's request.

His boy didn't want any more sexual favors. Instead, he asked to go do something fun, something that would get them away from the club, but wouldn't be so crowded that it made him nervous.

Carver appreciated being the one to give him the opportunity. He wanted to show his boy that there was more to life than the walls that they had built to protect them from the outside world. The club wasn't meant to keep people in. It was built to keep the bad people out.

With the promise to provide an afternoon of fun, Carver told Gideon to get dressed again, making sure to clarify he needed to put on some underwear and comfortable shoes, and then wait for him in his room.

Carver tore off downstairs to the kitchen where he asked Nelly, one of the old ladies, to put together a picnic spread. She smiled softly at him. "If this is for you and the little boss, I'm more than happy to. But if you're trying to gallivant around and pick up someone else, I'm gonna have to put my foot down."

Carver grinned at her. "This is 100% for the little boss. I wouldn't dare think of taking anyone else."

Nelly patted his chest, telling him he was a good boy as she left to put something together.

"Just make sure you package it to where it'll fit in my bags," he said to her. "I'm gonna take him out on the bike."

Carver said the words before he really thought them through. He wasn't sure if his boy was ready to take a ride with him yet. Could he trust Carver to protect him? Would he feel safe?

Some people looked at motorcycles and only saw death traps. They could spout out statistics about mortality rates and how it was foolish of men to trust the two wheels.

But Carver knew better. He knew the thrill that came with riding his motorcycle was like nothing else. He knew that being in control of the vehicle made him feel safer than when he was in a car completely surrounded by metal and glass.

On his motorcycle, he was damn near invincible.

When he made it back to the room, Gideon had slid on a pair of tights and hiking boots to go with the baby blue dress. It was adorable. Whereas he'd seen Royce do something similar, Carver never felt attracted to his friend. Gideon, however, held his full attention.

Carver's cock was aching. He wanted to stroke himself to the picture before him, but he figured it might be too much. Besides, he had told Gideon he was in full control of this, which meant Carver wasn't going to do anything to instigate stuff between them. Not until his boy told him to.

"Are you ready?" he asked Gideon after a moment of just staring at him.

Gideon smiled softly and approached Carver. He tilted his head back and moved onto his tiptoes. Carver didn't have to ask to know what he wanted.

Leaning down, he pressed a gentle kiss to his sweet boy's lips. When he pulled back, he watched Gideon's face. The pure bliss he saw had his heart overflowing with love.

He wanted to keep his boy happy like that always.

He needed to.

It took all his strength not to lean down and press more kisses on his face. To trail his mouth down Gideon's neck and across his collarbone. To flip up his dress and prove to him that he did want him over and over again.

There would be time for that later. A time when Gideon would want more.

Taking Gideon's hand, Carver led him through the club. People turned and smiled at them, waving and seeming delighted that Carver had their little boss out and about.

There were a few wolf whistles, which made Gideon blush and tuck his head down. Carver could see the smile on his face though, as could the others. They gave their president waves and thumbs up.

He was happy to know they supported the pairing. Had they not, it wouldn't have changed his mind. It just made things easier all around.

When they got outside, he saw his saddlebags overflowing with packages. He shook his head and grinned.That Nelly.She spoiled him rotten.

Gideon froze eyes wide when they reached the bike. He looked from the seat to Carver and back.