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That’s comforting. I know he’s likely not a dangerous man, but a boy can never be too careful. I fully intend on keeping my location available to Carrie this entire night, just in case my gut is incredibly wrong.
“So how much alcohol is at these things?” I ask, knowing full well that there’s likely to be more than just liquor.
“Are you not a huge drinker?” He asks.
I grimace. “Not too much really,” I admit. “I’m not as pretty as you are, so I’ve always had this belief that alcohol is for sexier people than me.”
Reid hisses, seemingly upset that I have a lesser opinion of myself than he does. “You are beautiful, Kragen,” he replies assuredly. “If I’m being honest, you seem like the most genuine boy I’ve come across and that’s saying quite a lot.”
I wished this weren’t as difficult as it is. Reid seems to truly present himself a bit differently than he is made out to be in the tabloids and gossip magazines. Even the questions they asked him on a morning talk show last month seemed rather skewed to fit some narrative.And I’m supposed to dig into his company’s past, threatening the foundation of his existence? Does he even realize Fairchild Resorts Group is skirting the ledge of dangerous fuckery?
“So you’re not turned off by the state of Michigan etched on my forehead for all eternity?”
His eyes narrow, meanwhile, he speaks softly. “You’re so adorable, I wanna put you in our next commercial for Fairchild Resorts.”
The fuck? Did he just say that? Surely I’m dreaming.I couldn’t land a role in a community theater production, let alone a worldwide advertising campaign.
“I’m not camera material, Reid,” I reply, feeling the impact of his palm slapping into my thigh.
“What did I tell you to call me?” He hisses.
A gulp of air which still tastes like champagne and pineapple juice, rushes down my throat. “Daddy,” I reply.
“And if Daddy says you’re beautiful, you need to believe it,” he replies, gritting his teeth. “Do I make myself clear?”
I nod, honestly kinda surprised that his mood shifted in a matter of seconds. “Yes Daddy,” I oblige. “I’m your beautiful Banana Boy.”
Reid lowers his lips to mine, feeling the warmth of champagne breath thronging both of my nostrils. His tongue slides around the crests of my mouth, in desperate need of chapstick. This saliva tastes better than an apple in the Garden of Eden. Certainly capable of stealing every worry I have about doing my job.What if I were to tender my resignation? Could I fall for the man I’m being paid to destroy? Is this what a Sophie’s choice feels like—reaching out to grab a piece of the forbidden fruit?
“You’re goddamned right, you are,” he mutters coarsely. “And don’t you forget it,” he adds, his hand sliding between the waist of my JCPenney budget jeans.
Reid’s rigid fingers tease my dick, all the while our lips never part. I need to catch my breath, but there’s no way I’d dream of interrupting the intensity of this moment. The sucking sounds of our kisses flounder all around the cabin, as a moan rises from my vocal cords at the sensation of him pumping my excited cock.
“Ohhh Daddy,” I wail, practically ejecting precum in the process.
“You can’t cum yet, little boy,” he grunts. “I’m not done playing with you yet,” he affirms, his head wavering. “This is only getting started.”
* * *
We landed on a private airstrip right next to his residence on Maui. Reid escorts me down a path leading up to a back door type of entrance, where we’re greeted by the pattering of dog claws against a pristine marble floor.That’s right, he has a fucking dog.
“Aloha my Nani,” he blows a smooch to the canine running straight towards him.
I take that back. She’s headed curiously in my direction with her sniffer pointed straight up in the air. The commotion causes me to instinctively take a step back, almost falling over because there’s nothing immediately behind me that I can grab onto.
“She’s harmless, boy,” Reid grins. “If she didn’t like you, my Nani would’ve had a chunk of flesh torn off by now.”
I shoot him a curious look. “She eats human flesh?”
Reid chuckles impishly. “Not really, Kragen,” he says, batting his eyelashes. “Jesus kiddo, you’re gonna be fine.”
I remember telling him I’m afraid of many things and dogs are one of them.“It’s not that I hate them, but I’m deathly afraid of dogs,” I pout.
He nods. “You might’ve mentioned that on Grindr, but my Nani here is harmless.”
Reid orders his dog to go play as he scampers to the edge of a lengthy countertop, retrieving a black leather blindfold. “Now that the formalities are out of the way, I reckon it’s time to address my Banana Boy’s attitude adjustment.”
Another hard gulp of air makes its way past my throat. “Oh my, okay.”
