Page 73 of Carver

"Are you scared?" Carver asked.

Gideon shook his head. "No, but the dr…dress," he stuttered out.

Carver laughed, pulling a helmet onto Gideon's head and strapping it down. "The dress will be fine. You’re wearing tights, sweet boy. Plus, when you sit down, you'll tuck it underneath your butt, and I'll be in front so no one will see anything. You'll wrap your arms around me. The place we're going is secluded."

Gideon's brow dipped at the news. He didn't ask any questions. Instead, with Carver's help, he climbed onto the bike and shifted so that Carver could get on next.

Feeling Gideon's arms wrap around him was everything he dreamed of and more. To feel his boy laying his head against his back was euphoria. Nothing could top it.

Carver would give anything for Gideon. He already had. He'd taken a man's life, destroyed Mordecai and her compound, given up his space in his club. He would do even more.

He'd promised Gideon that he wouldn't push for sex, had even offered his body in a way that he'd not done with anyone else. Carver was always the one to top in a relationship. Not necessarily because it was a demand of his, but his size and stature leaned in that direction. The fact that he was going to let Gideon take that role was different.Unique.

Carver shook his head to clear the lusty thoughts from his mind as he revved his motorcycle and took off. The guys at the gate opened it for him, and he was off down the road.

He wondered if Gideon was taking it all in, feeling the breeze against his skin and embracing the rush that Carver would always get on the drive. Or was his boy terrified and gripping him tight because he was ready to get off?

He'd find out soon enough when they got to their destination. And if Gideon was truly scared, Carver would have Fury on the phone in a minute to bring a car down.

As he turned off the main road onto the path that they had cut out into the woods, he slowed down, making sure to take the bumps and grooves carefully. He drove until he couldn't go any further. Then he parked the bike and climbed off.

After helping Gideon down, he unlatched the saddlebags and used the strap he carried to make them into a shoulder bag. He took Gideon's hand and started walking through the trees. There was no clear direction in mind. The sun was starting to set, andhe didn't want to get too far from his bike. But he still wanted to present this piece of land to his boy.

It was where he had thought about building their home, where he had considered clearing out space, at least close by. If his boy liked this particular plot of land enough, he wouldn't disturb the forest. He could create a home that would allow him to experience it daily.

When they came to a small gap in the woods where the sun shone down on a patch of grass, Gideon squealed. He ran into it and spun around. The edges of his skirt rose, revealing his sexy ass even more.

Carver took a deep breath, then stepped into the sun too. Gideon shined brighter than the actual rays beaming down on them, and it made Carver fall further in love with him.

He had accepted long ago that that was what this was. It wasn't an infatuation or a desire to own Gideon like the other people in his life had. He truly loved his sweet boy. Truly wanted to be with him and experience life with him.

Carver set the bags down and opened one up. He moved the food onto the ground and unrolled the blanket tucked beneath all the packages. He spread it out, motioning for Gideon to have a seat.

As his boy watched, he laid out all the different options Nelly had packed. It was a variety of different things without a single focus on one in particular. He chuckled, realizing that it was all stuff Gideon enjoyed. Carver wasn't picky, so he didn't mind.

"Is this a picnic?" Gideon asked softly once Carver sat beside him.

Carver laced their fingers together, not wanting to be too far away from his boy. "It is," he said. "I wanted to spend some time with you. And you've said somewhere fun and safe, where you could be comfortable. I figured this would do.”

Gideon nodded, then got onto his knees and crawled over to give Carver a kiss. Carver kept his hands to himself, other than where they were holding one another. But then Gideon pressed harder into the connection. His mouth opened, and it was obvious he wasn't sure what to do, but that he wanted more.

Carver pulled back just to make sure Gideon was okay. At his boy's quick nod, he dove back in, kissing him with fervor. He opened his mouth and pulled Gideon into his orbit, letting their tongues move together as he showed his boy exactly how to kiss.

He led by example.

As they kissed, time seemed to stand still and speed up all at the same time. Carver used his free hand to pull Gideon closer. His boy sank down on his thigh and wrapped both arms around Carver's neck as if he didn't want to let go. They kissed and kissed, with Gideon's little body rocking forward as he sought relief.

Carver's cock ached as he longed to feel some type of relief. When Gideon pulled away to give a keening cry, Carver knew that he had made a mess of his underwear.

He smiled as he watched his boy ride out his euphoria. When he slumped down onto Carver's chest, Carver chuckled, "Wear yourself out, did you?" he asked, his hand pressing against Gideon's back, holding him close. He kissed his boy's forehead as Gideon hummed and nodded against his chest.

As Gideon moved his knees as if to adjust, his leg tapped Carver's erection. Carver groaned, then pulled back, not wanting to cause any issues.

But he should have known his boy would be too curious. Gideon leaned away, eyeing Carver,

"Can you show me?" he asked as he shifted back.

His hand reached towards Carver's belt. Seemed his boy wasn't shy when he really wanted something when he'd beengiven permission. Carver let him unbuckle his pants, then he helped pull them down enough to reveal his cock.