Chapter 12
Grant
Waking up to thewarmth of Carter’s body pressed against him, Grant couldn’t imagine a betterway to start the day. It made it easier to see why Garrett wanted to live withWyatt so soon. Tightening his arms around Carter, Grant pulled him closer,loving the way his sexy man pressed his face into Grant’s chest. Waking up likethis every morning would be something he could get used to.
Rubbing his faceagainst the muscled skin, Carter settled in, ready to sink back into sleep. Hehad to agree that it sounded like a better idea than getting up, but unfortunately,as much as Grant wanted to, he couldn’t sleep all day. Going in late was onething, but he hadn’t planned on taking the day off, and he had meetings that couldn’tbe rescheduled.
Pressing a kiss tothe top of Carter’s head, Grant ran his finger down his pretty’s back, lovingthe way he squirmed and scrunched up his face. Mumbling something about morningpeople that sounded ruder than what would usually come out of his mouth, Carterwrapped one arm around Grant. Grant heard his breathing even out again, and he knewCarter was almost asleep. He hated having to leave, but Carter wouldunderstand.
With feather-lightcaresses, Grant teased the top of Carter’s ass, letting his fingers trail downslowly. “I have to go, pretty.”
“No work. Morethat.” Pushing his ass back into Grant’s hand, Carter rubbed his cheek againstGrant’s chest again. Grant thought he felt a little tongue caressing the skin aroundhis nipple, making the bud tighten and his whole body tense in anticipation.
His sub was afirecracker when he was awake, but evidently, he wasn’t much of a morningperson—unless it involved sex. Then Grant expected his man to be a little moreforgiving. He thought it was cute, although he was smart enough to realizeCarter might not appreciate being told that.
Sliding his handover a little, Grant gave one cheek a squeeze. “Don’t you want to havebreakfast with me before I have to go?”
Carter moaned and twitched.He couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to press harder into Grant’s hand or ifit was too much. “Are you sore, pretty?”
He’d tried to becareful, but Carter was so new it would take time to learn his limits. Hisbottom didn’t look red, but Grant couldn’t be sure from that angle. He’d haveto get a good look once they got up.
Carter shook hishead, though, and peeked up at Grant through almost-closed lids. “Not like youmean. I can feel it, though, and it’s…not bad but not good, it’s…” He shrugged,not sure what to say.
“You’re going toremember it today. Do you know how erotic that is? How much I like knowing you’llcontinually think about what we did last night? Remember that you’re mine everytime you sit down?” Grant knew he could be a little possessive, but he lovedthat Carter would think about being bent over his lap all day.
Every time Cartersat or leaned over, the scene would come to his mind. He’d recall how it feltto lay over Grant’s lap, exposed and needy. He’d think about being touched andspanked, the memories making him hard and ready.
Carter didn’t evenblush. He just shook his head at Grant’s words, but the grin let Grant knowthat he didn’t mind. The little reminders of what they’d done, and hopefully ofhow Grant felt about him, would follow Carter. It wasn’t as permanent as acollar or other symbol of their relationship, but it was a step in thatdirection.
They weren’t atthat point. Grant understood it would take time before Carter would becomfortable with a symbol of their commitment, but he also knew he’d be findingsubtle and more obvious ways to show it. There were a thousand ways to makesure Carter knew how much he was wanted. Grant was looking forward to trying eachof them out.
“You like that.”Carter was enjoying the sensation, but seemed to find Grant’s reaction funny.
“Ilovethat. I love knowing you’ll remember being mine all day.” Grant growled out thewords, tightening his hand enough to make Carter moan again. “I’m also going tolove keeping you turned on.”
Carter rubbed hiscock against Grant’s leg. It was impossible to miss the aroused length. “Horny,yes—“
“But not now.”Grant grinned at Carter’s exaggerated frown. Carter didn’t seem to know whatGrant was trying to say—but it was clear he didn’t think he’d like it. His boywas aroused and ready to do something about it right then.
Carter looked overat the clock, then back at Grant. “It’s still early…” His voice trailed off andhe gave Grant a meaningful look.
Grant smiled,lifting his head to give Carter a quick kiss. “But I like the idea of you goingto work with your cock hard and your bottom reminding you about what we’ve done.”
“But…” Carter couldn'tseem to decide how he felt about that idea. “Going to work…”
Grant sensed the unaskedquestion. “Yes. Not even playing with your sexy body by yourself. You can dothat for me, can’t you?” Grant dropped his voice low but gave Carter a playful look.He was going to do his best to get his way because Carter would love it. “I knowwe don’t have a contract or a lot of rules, but what do you think about tryingthis for me?”
Carter’s brainseemed to be racing around in circles. Grant could see his mind warring overthe different choices. He might not like the idea of waiting, but Carter seemedto thrive when he got to stretch the limits of what he’d done before. Therewere probably moments in the past where he’d submitted unconsciously to someoneor in a particular situation, but it was different when you were making adeliberate decision to submit.
Choosing to giftthat to someone wasn’t easy. It probably felt strange. No matter how muchCarter had enjoyed the spanking the night before, letting Grant make otherdecisions in the bedroom wouldn’t come easy.
The best thingsnever did.
Finally coming toa conclusion, Carter nodded hesitantly. His words came out skeptically, like hewasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer. “Okay, but for how long? I mean, howlong am I waiting? Wyatt overshares and I’m not sure…”
Grinning, Grant couldonly imagine what kinds of things Wyatt had told Carter. The cute little subloved to chatter and his first instinct seemed to be to tell Carter everything.“We’re not lifestyle and you’re not ready for something as intense as theymight do. I’ll probably take control in the bedroom without thinking about it.That’s automatic for me at this point unless you say something. Extendingthings outside of a scene isn’t something I’ll ask of you very often. And neverif it turns out to bother you, pretty.”
Leaning downagain, Grant gave Carter a quick kiss to his lips. “I think you’ll like it,though.”
