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On our second visit, we befriend a blond guy, Quinn, who falls asleep in the chair next to us while I read. We start chatting after he wakes. His fiancé, Stefan, works at The Library as a professional Dom. Quinn tells us about the secrets the club has to offer, including how to get into the stacks in the cellar, a space where sexual acts are allowed. The hidden entrances weren’t made known to us on the Daddy kink night and may have been locked. I suspect that’s because they can only get away with public sex when it’s members only. Although we don’t do anything but explore on that visit, the more times we go, the braver we get.
On our fourth visit, I give Tanner a blow job through one of the glory holes. On our fifth, we find a chair in a corner of the stacks, surrounded by tall shelves, and make love, with me sitting on his lap, facing him, my arms around his neck, as he grinds into me. We don’t attract an audience, which I later discover is because a famous porn star was having a very noisy threesome a few corners away.
One weekend, Tanner takes me on a hot tub tour of the Thames. We sit in hot, bubbly water up to our bare shoulders with two other couples while a guide points out attractions along the river. Unfortunately, Tanner doesn’t get to enjoy much of it. He leans over the edge of the hot tub boat, his face drained of colour.
I rub his back. “I’m sorry you’re not having fun.”
“I didn’t know I suffered from seasickness.” He puts his hand over his mouth. “I’m sorry, baby. This isn’t the romantic afternoon I had planned.”
“It’s okay. You’ll feel better once we’re on dry land.”
“I hope so.”
“Besides, I’m getting to take care of you for a change.”
He offers me a weak smile. “You’re doing an amazing job of it. Thank you.” He gestures at Big Ben as we sail past it. “You should enjoy the view.”
“I am.” I kiss his back. “You’re the only view I need.” I bite down the urge to call him Daddy while we’re in public.
He chuckles. “You say the sweetest things.” He pushes himself upright long enough to stroke my cheek. “My sweet—” He smiles and then collapses against the side of the boat again.
He doesn’t have to say it for me to know I’m his boy. Our labels are the only aspect of our relationship we keep behind closed doors. Oh, and handcuffs.
We have two pairs now so he can cuff my ankles as well. There’s nothing I enjoy more than being spreadeagled on the bed while he edges me, makes love to me, and either fills me or covers me in his cum. It’s one of the ways he spoils me in the bedroom, but he loves spoiling me outside of it too.
He takes me to the top of the Shard to watch the sunset. We hold each other and sip champagne while the light of the sinking sun turns the sky red and orange.
He books us a private capsule on the London Eye, complete with a waiter, champagne, and some of the nicest chocolates I’ve ever tasted. We have a picnic on top of Parliament Hill and, over several dates, try out half a dozen different rooftop bars across London. We learn how to make sushi at a Japanese restaurant and explore the city’s museums and art galleries. Even though I’ve lived within commuting distance of London my whole life, I see more of it in a couple of months with Tanner than in the past twenty-three years.
We stay in on my birthday, and as he jokingly promised the first night we made love after reconnecting, he gives me his cock as a present, over and over.
“Best birthday ever,” I whisper once it’s dark outside and we’re too exhausted to move.
“I’m glad you had fun, boy.” As he always does after sex, he holds me, kisses me, and takes care of me. “I need to make up for the five birthdays we were apart.”
“Daddy.” I trace my fingers over his face. We only have a lamp on, so deep shadows cover us both. “You don’t have to make up for anything.”
He sighs and rests his head on my chest. “I do, Wren.”
I wish he didn’t feel that way.
I stroke his hair. “What do I keep saying?”
“That we weren’t ready to be together then, but we are now.”
“Exactly. When are you going to take that to heart?”
There’s sadness in his chuckle. “Hopefully soon.”
“We’re different people than we were five years ago. We needed to grow and mature as individuals, become the men we are now so that we could give each other our all.”
“I want to give you everything, baby. I want to give you the world.”
“And your cock?” I ask, waggling my eyebrows.
He snort-laughs. “Yes. As often as you like.”
I wriggle. “Sadly, my arse is a bit too sore to have it again tonight.”
