Page 16 of Coffee & Cuffs


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“Okay,” Sam whispered.

“I had a boy previously. Once. It did not end well but when I saw you in that shop, gorgeous and bleeding, you reminded me so much of my…of Billy.”

“Oh.”

Carson shook his head then looked away. It hurt to think of how much Sam had reminded him of Billy. “My protective instincts kicked in and there was no way that I could let you go to the hospital alone.”

Sam dropped his hands and pulled away. “I get it.”

“No, baby, you don’t.” Carson drew a deep breath before he looked back at the boy on his lap. “You opened your mouth to demand answers about your friends and that’s when it hit me that you’re nothing like Billy. Even as the paramedic tried to take care of you, you were more worried about your friends. I struggled to understand since at first, I put you in the same box as I did Billy.”

“That’s why you were so cold to me at the station?” Sam asked.

Carson was not proud of how he’d acted that day. He’d driven Sam to the station to get his statement along with the others but when it was time for Sam to return home, he’d had a uniform drop Sam off at his apartment. It had bothered him all day and when he’d gotten home, Carson had been unable to stop himself from texting Sam. “Yeah.”

“I thought I’d done something wrong. That I’d overstepped—”

“I know, baby, and I’m sorry. It was my ghosts that I was struggling with.”

“You kept texting me though,” Sam said.

“I did. The more we spoke or texted—the better I got to know you—the more intrigued I became. You are amazing and I know I don’t deserve a second chance with you but I’m here asking for one.”

“I…” Sam shook his head.

Carson’s hope sank.

“You want a second chance with me? Me?” He pointed to himself.

“Yes.”

“Yes,” Sam said so fast that Carson had to blink to make certain that Sam had really answered him.

“What?”

Cocking his head, Sam smiled. “Yes, please, Daddy?” Some of the wickedness returned to Sam’s eyes.

Dropping his head back on the couch, Carson groaned. “So many spankings,” he whispered. “You are going to be a handful.”

Sam wiggled as he laughed. He straddled Carson's lap as he locked his eyes on Carson’s mouth. “You have no idea. I am two big handfuls.”

Unable to resist, Carson slid his hands behind Sam to cup his ass cheeks. “I can feel that.”

“You should also probably know that I’d decided that I was going to track you down.”

“You were, were you?” Carson enjoyed Sam’s confidence.

“Yep. If you weren't interested, I would have backed off but there was just one thing I wanted.”

“And what was that?”

“This.” Sam grinned. He lowered his mouth and pressed his lips to Carson’s.

Carson hummed as he cupped the back of Sam’s head, although this time he carded his fingers into Sam’s silky blond hair. He opened his mouth and sucked Sam’s tongue into his mouth, tasting the tartness of the lemonade that Sam had been drinking earlier.

He swallowed Sam’s moan even as Sam humped against him. Under the tight ass on his lap, Carson grew uncomfortably hard, but he pulled back.

“More,” Sam demanded as he tried to catch Carson’s mouth again.

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