Page 66 of All Tied Up

There was a twinge in his stump every time that he took a step, but it wasn’t anything more than he was used to. More importantly, his ass still ached gloriously from the spanking last night every time he sat down.

God, Daddy and Neil had been gorgeous. Jamie’s mind kept flashing back to Neil’s face. His blushing excitement when Jamie had first helped him get dressed. Then the desolation when he’d had to safeword. That had gutted Jamie, and he still felt guilty for not checking in carefully enough before trying to usher Neil into a scene that wasn’t a good fit.

Jamie pushed those memories away, hoping that Neil had gotten over them, too.

Because the images that followed were glorious. Neil’s needy desperation as he licked and teased at Jamie’s cock. Daddy’s possessive pride and desire when he’d spanked each of them. The cozy moment of waking up with Neil this morning and trading lazy kisses.

Neil hadn’t been anything like Jamie expected.

No, that wasn’t quite right. How Jamie was feeling about Neil wasn’t anything that he’d expected.

Jamie hefted the next stone with one hand, shoveled and smoothed the thin layer of cement, and then carefully set it in place. It was good, meditative work to sort through the last two days.

Jamie’s first overwhelming feeling toward Neil was a sense of protectiveness. It was how he felt about Ty, to an extent, but a stronger version tangled with so many other feelings. But from the first moment he saw Neil outside the window, he’d wanted to make him smile.

It struck Jamie as odd on a hundred levels. First, because Neil was so much older and more experienced in so many ways. But also because Jamie was also a sub and loved that role. He sought it out because he enjoyed giving up control, and he was bratty because he liked the security of knowing Daddy would punish him properly when he crossed the lines.

Yet Neil made him want to take care of him. Not at all in a dominant way. But there was something about Neil that made Jamie want to welcome him in. To give him a safe harbor.

And preferably lots of orgasms, because fuck was he sexy with his strong arms, thick chest, and hopeful eyes.

Jamie knew there was something else that he was feeling too, though. Something that felt dangerous and frightening and maybe even a little needy.

He just kept wondering if Neil liked him.

It was a silly thought. They had one more night to spend together. Jamie was looking forward to spending it dripping with hot wax, then curled up in a sweaty mess to sleep before he said goodbye to Neil tomorrow afternoon.

So it didn’t really matter if Neil liked him.

Obviously, Neil was attracted enough to him to make out in the bed this morning while Jamie whispered naughty things about Daddy catching them.

And after tomorrow, it wouldn’t matter.

Jamie couldn’t help thinking that Neil lived nearby. Jamie could ask Daddy about inviting him back sometime for another weekend. That brought back that excited nervousness that had Jamie feeling jittery and off-balance. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea.

Jamie already had the best relationship in the world. He and Daddy were complete. Whole.

They didn’t need a deliciously sexy older sub who looked at Jamie like he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to touch but desperately wanted to.

As if the thought conjured him, Neil wandered down the trail just then, the sun glinting off the interplay of copper, brown, and silver in his beard. The moment he saw Jamie, his eyes lit up.

Was Neil actually looking for him or was it just a happy coincidence?

“Hey, sexy,” Jamie greeted him. It was always easy to fall back on flirtation.

Plus, he loved seeing Neil blush. Jamie didn’t have a shy bone in his body, and Neil’s combination of confidence and submission just did it for him.

Neil shook his head, but a smile rose to his lips. “Hey, Jamie. Sebastian said you might be able to put me to use.”

“Oh he did, did he? I can think of a lot of good uses for you…” He ran one hand seductively up his thigh. Jamie was wearing another skirt today, and he liked seeing Neil’s gaze follow the motion.

He appreciated even more that Neil neither skipped over his prosthetic nor fixated on it. Jamie had seen Neil when he masked all his feelings that first day, but now he was an open book.

Had Neil actually come there looking for him? It seemed strange that Daddy would have sent a guest down while Jamie was working, which meant that… maybe Neil had asked where he was.

Neil laughed at Jamie’s exaggerated seduction. He was so much more relaxed today, and it was good seeing him that way. His posture was still perfect, but there was a looseness in his movements and happiness on his face. It was nice to know that Jamie had helped him find that.

“I don’t think that’s what he had in mind.” Neil looked pointedly at the wagon loaded with Jamie’s supplies and the trowel he held in his hand.