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While Sean started preparing the food, Gordon returned with our wine.

  “Our finest, for a lovely customer. Just so you know… I am sorry, your name?”

  “I’m Chancellor, and this is my husband, Courtney.”

  “Ah yes, good to meet you, Mr. Chancellor and Courtney. The waiter has been reprimanded. I don’t tolerate anyone not serving all my customers.” Gordon poured our wine. “This one you picked is the best to go along with your meal. Excellent choice.”

  “Thanks.”

  “You’re welcome, gentlemen. Please let me know if you need anything else. I will be your personal server tonight.”

  “Awesome. Thank you.”

  Gordon placed the bottle down and walked away, checking on other patrons.

  “Well, that’s cool. Too bad I didn’t see the jerk to give him a piece of my mind.”

  “You don’t have to, Courtney. Now, let’s toast.” I lifted the glass. “To new beginnings?”

  Courtney smiled. “To new beginnings.” He clanked his glass against mine. “By the way, why did you order for me?”

  I sipped and nodded, knowing Courtney had the right to question. “Old habits die hard, I guess. I’ll let you order your own dessert.”

  “No, no, it’s fine. I like that you’re playing even if we aren’t technically in role.”

  Again, I took his hand into mine and pressed my lips against it. “I have to admit, it’s hard not to. I love taking care of you.”

  “And I love when you do, but I don’t need all this.” Courtney moved his hand, waving it around. “I can eat greasy spoon food at home and that will be enough.”

  “You’ve said that before and I told you to get used to being spoiled. Since we’re not in role yet, I’ll tell you what. Just to make things even why don’t we alternate on picking the things we want to do together.”

  “Will you let me pay?” Courtney said, eyes widening.

  I cocked an eyebrow and leaned back in my chair. “Why would you want to? I’ve got enough to pay for both of us.”

  “Because we’re on equal footing, remember? No, um.” Courtney glanced at the chef who seemed oblivious to what we were saying. “No, role playing.”

  I sighed, shaking my head. “All right, you’ve got a point. We’ll switch by the day. When you take me places, you pay and vice versa.”

  “Yay!” Courtney danced in his chair. “Good. We’re going to a baseball game. I’ve wanted to catch the local minor league team play for a while.”

  “I had no idea you liked baseball.”

  “Yeah. I used to play in high school before dancing took over. That’s another thing I want to do is go out clubbing.”

  “Oh God. I’m too old for all that.”

  “No, you aren’t. The way you move me between the sheets you’ll be gliding around that floor, easy.” Courtney laughed.

  Listening to him talk, I grinned at Courtney and leaned in close so only he could hear. “Mhmm. I’ve got better moves in bed than on the floor, babe. Trust me on that.”

  “I don’t doubt it old man. Maybe you can show me some in the bathroom or car afterwards?” Courtney curled his arm around my shoulder.

  “Mhmm. I forgot how much of an exhibitionist you are. I don’t mind, but not in the bathroom. I won’t risk getting arrested.”

  “Oh, Chancellor, that’s the thrill of it. The adrenaline makes things hotter.”

  “I get it, but let’s just say I don’t want to test the fates again.”

  “Oooh. You almost got caught?” Courtney cocked an eyebrow.

  “Yes, and as much as I’d love to feel that rush from the danger, I don’t want to press my luck. We’ll drive someplace and have a quickie.”

  “Ahem. Sir, you said medium well?” The chef asked.

  I chuckled and looked away from Courtney to our chef. “We did, sir. And thanks.”

  “You’re welcome.” Sean grinned, no doubt hearing our conversation.

  Courtney giggled, still glancing at Sean. “I believe we made him blush. His face is turning as red as his hat.”

  “Yes, apparently we did. Let’s pipe down so he can finish fixing our food without distractions. We’ll chat about our rendezvous later.”

  Chapter Seventeen

  Courtney

  Admittedly, I was getting restless. Sure, we’d learned more about each other than before, but I missed calling Chancellor, Daddy. It didn’t stop him from pampering me though, which in a way was nice. I did like the equal footing however, because it allowed me to break the unwritten rules.

  As promised, I drove us to a minor league baseball game in another suburb. They were playing a southern minor league affiliate at seven p.m., with a special on brews, bratwursts, and a ticket for twenty dollars. I couldn’t go wrong with that, especially since I was getting paid the following day.

  “Ah this is great, right?” I loosened my tie and placed my beer on the ground next to my foot.”

  “Yes. It’s a nice stadium. Maybe we can do the major league team next week. My treat.” Chancellor sipped from his plastic cup.

  I shrugged. “Okay.” I took a bite of my brat. When the mustard’s tang hit my tongue, I sighed contently from the foodgasm. Almost as good as an orgasm from Chancellor. “Mhm. This is delicious. I might need another.”

  “I’ll get it for you, then.” He took a bite from his brat and wrapped it back in the foil.

  I swallowed, then shook my head. “No, no, no. I’m paying, remember?”

  Chancellor sighed and rolled his eyes. “Fine. As much as I want to get to know you, I’ll be glad to take over as Daddy again.”

  “Hey, this was your idea.” I popped the rest of the bread in my mouth and brushed crumbs off my jeans. “You’re the one that wanted to start over.”

  “Yes, and it’s killing me.”

  “I mean, you’re still doing shit. You paid off my lease until October.”

  “Yes. Me doing that makes it easier for you to pay more on your student loans. You know, the ones you won’t allow me help you with?”

  I snorted. “Yes, yes. Really, babe, I wanna pay those on my own. I’m finally under six placeholders which is great. It’s a little less daunting.”

  “It could disappear if you’d let me get rid of it.”

  “No.” I gripped his hand in mine. “Not yet. You’ve done enough already.” I pulled my vape from my pocket and took a hit.

  Chancellor growled at me and glanced at the field. “I swear you do that just to spite me. You know how much I hate it.”

  “Yeah, but I like that small buzz. At least I don’t do it as much as I used to.”

  “You shouldn’t at all. I know there’s some benefits, but…”

  “Yes, there is. No lectures, Chancellor.” I accentuated his name, smiled, and took another puff.

  Again, Chancellor mumbled under his breath and grabbed my freehand. “You better be glad I left the plug at home.”

  “I appreciate the break. You buzzing me while I’m at school hasn’t been all that fun. I’ve had to jack off in the bathroom a couple of times so I wouldn’t walk into class with a hard on.”

  “What? You did not.” Chancellor’s eyebrows fused together.

  “I did,” I said smugly. “I’m husband, not boy.”

  “Ooh, you, little stinker. Just you wait until we get back into role. I’ll be smacking that ass a lot.”

  “But why? It shouldn’t be retroactive.”

  “It shouldn’t but it will. You’ll see.” Chancellor squeezed my hand again the kissed it.

  “Ooh, I can’t wait then. I should see what else I can get away with just to make you angrier.”

  Chancellor cocked an eyebrow. “Brat.”

  I laughed and leaned in, kissing him on the cheek. “You adore me though.”

  “I do.” Chancellor curled his arm around my shoulder and pressed a kiss to my head.

  We continued to watch the game, talking about strategy as well as the players who looked best in uniform. When I mentioned nu
mber twenty-three in particular, Chancellor growled and promised me a spanking for even looking at another man. Honestly, I wasn’t the least bit interested in the guy. I only wanted to get Chancellor’s goat in order to push him for more punishment.

  Days continued flying by and we settled into sort of a routine. Every evening we had plans whether it was dinner in house with a movie or a night out on the town. We talked about everything, including plans to move to Vegas when my job was done. Although this getting to know was cool, I had to admit I missed being in role.

  We also learned each other’s quirks. One being he was a neat freak. While I was at work, Chancellor cleaned things I hadn’t touched since I’d moved in. He made the place spotless, even organizing my collectables and books in the spare bedroom to give himself space to work. I sort of felt bad about it, but at the same time, I didn’t mind because, hell, I hated cleaning with a passion.

  “Chancellor?” I called out to him as I stepped inside. “Babe I’m home.”

  Chancellor walked out of the spare bedroom, wearing his sweatpants and t-shirt, looking delectable as hell. “Hey, sweets. How was work?”

  “Good. The students weren’t assholes today.” While wrapping both arms around his neck, I kissed him long and hard. As our mouths connected, my dick hardened in the confines of my panties.

  Chancellor laughed. “Do they bother you?”

  “Sometimes, yeah, because I’m so young, then there’s those foolish ones who try flirting with me, ignoring the big ass rock on my finger.”

  “You better not be flirting back.” He growled.

  “No way. None of them have anything on you babe.”

  “Mhmm.” Chancellor nuzzled the side of my neck and nibbled. His fingers trailed down to my buttocks and he squeezed my hips.

  “Ooh damn, baby.” I rubbed my crotch against his, making both our erections tent under the material. “So, what are we doing tonight?”

  “I was thinking of staying in to spend more time making love.”

  “Mhmm. We can, for sure. As much as I love all the activity and talking, I want you inside me and vice versa.”

  “Good, because I’ve got a couple more toys I ordered the other day and they’re here.”

  “Like?”

  Chancellor led me to the sofa, and we fell back onto the cushions. When he opened the box on the coffee table, he brought out a package with a large black double-sided dildo inside. “I want us to use this together, and…” Chancellor pulled out a prostate massager. “This sounded like fun. I figured I’d torture you with this while licking you from head to toe.”

  “Jesus.” I eyed the two packages, then glanced back at Chancellor. “Baby. Does this mean we’re playing again? I know we wanted to spend time figuring things out about each other.”

  “Yes, and I want to continue to do that, but, yeah. I suppose we don’t want to wait any longer, hmm?”

  “No. We know what we want. Why wait?” I dragged my finger around his collar.

  “Guess you’re right. We’ll call this the beginning.” Chancellor’s hazel gaze met mine.

  Lost in his eyes, I pressed my mouth to his. “Good. I like being Chancellor and Courtney, but please…I.” I looked down, nibbling on my bottom lip. “Look as much as I enjoy being equals, I want more. We can continue to grow and play the role. I need it, babe. I need the pampering, discipline, and strong hand. Those last two especially, and not just as a turn on.”

  Chancellor cocked an eyebrow, running his finger over my lips. “I want that more than anything, baby boy. Are you sure you’re ready for this? No rushing into things just because.”

  I slid onto his lap, making sure my ass lined up with his cock. “I am ready. More than.” I unbuttoned my shirt and removed it, showing off my black lacey bra.

  “Fuck.” Chancellor’s eyes bulged. His mouth gaped open. From his expression, he desired me more than anything. He wanted to take charge. “You wore that for me?”

  “Yes. I liked feeling the softness against my skin during work. It reminded me of when we first met. I don’t usually put this on under my suits.” I pecked his lips and pressed my forehead into his.

  “Mmm.” Chancellor grabbed my face and yanked me into him, kissing me as if nothing around us mattered. He devoured my mouth, forcing his tongue between my lips, exploring mine, and taking charge.

  I groaned into the embrace, reaching between us, freeing his hard cock from the confines of his sweats.

  “Shh… no. Did I tell you to do that?” Chancellor grabbed my wrist and glared at me.

  I smiled, moving my hand up to his face. “Sorry, for not asking permission. Since it’s out, can I ride your lap first before you stick the butt plug in?”

  Chancellor grinned. “You can, baby boy, but don’t come until I tell you to, okay?”

  “I won’t…Daddy.” I impaled myself on his dick, capturing his lips into mine once again.

  Chancellor

  While away, I’d only been called by my workers once about Kao’s car. They were making good progress, but I was still anxious about not being there to supervise.

  Since Courtney’s time at the community college was ending, we’d be going back to Vegas a lot sooner than later. I’d already convinced him not to take a job for the rest of the summer, meaning we could go back and forth as we pleased.

  In this short period of time, we’d settled into our role playing. We hadn’t set firm rules, because I felt they should come naturally. Although I wanted to explore how much Courtney could take, I hadn’t pushed him yet. I thought it a better idea to wait until he finished working so we’d have time to discuss what he wanted more as well as his hard no’s.

  “Courtney?” I turned the key for the lock I’d had installed after getting rid of Brad. Because Moosha stepped in, Courtney hadn’t heard from the jerk either.

  “In the bedroom.” Courtney called back, sounding slightly pained.

  After leaning against it to close, I plucked my phone from my pocket and tapped it. The butt plug app lit up again. I slid my finger across the display to turn up the setting.

  “Chancellor! Come on! Enough. I… fuck!” Courtney yelled from the other room.

  “Watch your mouth, baby boy. Come here and greet your Daddy properly.” I tossed my keys in the dish on the table and sat on the couch, loosening my tie.

  Courtney strolled in, flexing his fingers, and walking on his toes. I hadn’t asked him to be naked when I returned, only to wear, loose fitting clothing that could be easily removed.

  “Sit, sweetheart.” I patted the spot on the sofa.

  Courtney bent down wincing as he plopped on the couch. He pressed a light kiss to my lips. “Do I have permission to talk like husbands?”

  “Yes, you do.” I leaned back, waiting for what he’d say.

  Courtney sighed and clutched the cushions. “Did you memorize my schedule? The thing buzzed in my ass whenever I got a free break.”

  After planting a swift kiss on his mouth, I shrugged. “I… kind of did glance at it when you left your iPhone open.” I curled my arm around his shoulder.

  “Ugh. No wonder I was a mess at lunch time. The bet has already come and gone. Must you rub it in?”

  I snorted. “Yes, and since I’m in charge, I like making you squirm without me around. Even better if I can watch you do it.”

  Courtney shook his head. “Oh, no, no. I can’t handle that.”

  “I think you can. Plus, I tapped it ever so often to make sure you hadn’t removed the plug. How was your day?” Just to tease him more, I swiped the screen to wake up the app. I pressed a button to turn it on a low setting.

  Courtney hissed and pulled his legs up to his chest. “Other than spending the rest of the day trying to find an excuse to stand, I’m fine.”

  I reached out and caressed the back of his neck. “What. You don’t like the butt plug?”

  Courtney moaned and clutched his knees. “I…I love it, but I’m horny as hell. How bogus is it to threaten me with n
o sex so I wouldn’t jerk off!”

  “Aww.” I turned the app off and rubbed his thigh. Courtney was wearing a tank top that barely touched his waist and shorts that reached his knees. Too long for my taste, but I’d have them off him in minutes. “Would you like me to make you come now?” I eyed him, rubbing his erection through the material.

  Courtney’s teeth chattered, lips quivering. His blue eyes heavy lidded, eyes furrowed together. “Ppppllease… oh Goddess, Chance… fuck. You see how hard I am?”

  “I think you need a spanking, baby boy. Even when talking like husbands, you’re not supposed to curse.”

  “By now you should know how much of a brat I am.” Courtney said, moving into my hand.

  “Oh, I definitely do.” I continued touching his dick and slid his shirt upwards to stare at his gorgeous abs with the navel ring glinting under the lights. “What are you wearing under this?”

  Courtney rose and pulled the shirt from over his head. He yanked his shorts from his waist, revealing purple panties. “I didn’t think you’d want the stockings on. More work, right?”

  I grinned and bent down, planting a light kiss on his hip. “The reward is worth all the hard work. Come lay across my lap.”

  Courtney grinned and did as asked. He arched his back, making sure his backside was level with my face.

  “Good boy.” I reached into the couch, grabbing a small ruler. This was only one kink he mentioned liking so far. “Count for me, love.” I slapped him on the right ass cheek.

  Courtney’s body jerked. He yelped. “One.”

  Smack.

  “Two. Fu….ugh. Oh Goddess! Hurt me, Daddy.”

  I did a couple more in succession, alternating thighs. His skin reddened nicely with the small welts close to his crevice. I pressed a kiss to his right hip and traced the lines on his flesh. His cock already dripped pre-cum on my pants leg, fully swollen, ready for release.

  As I slid the plug from his ass, I fondled his balls. They firmed under my touch. “Ooh, my baby boy likes that, hmm?” I turned him over and lay him on the sofa, tossing the ruler and toy aside. “I love it too. I love when your dick is weeping for me when I spank you. I’m gonna make you come. You’re gonna come so hard, the neighbors will hear you.”