Page 16 of Wait in the Truck


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I’d already seen Harris fully naked, and he’d caught glimpses of me in various states of undress during the week I’d been staying with him. If he was in fact going to help me in the shower, there was no sense in getting dressed for the short walk to the bathroom.

When I entered the guest bathroom, Harris had a towel wrapped around his waist, and hot water was steaming up the room. He was leaning inside the shower stall, adjusting the temperature. “I turned it on full blast, but it might be too hot now.”

He turned to me just as I pulled my sweatshirt over my face to yank it off. His breath hitched as I stood there just as naked as he was under that towel.

“I like it hot.” I stepped under the spray and let the scalding water hit my head and flow down my shoulders. It was a bit hotter than I usually liked it, but the sting was welcome.

It reminded me that I was still alive…and Bruce wasn’t. That I would carry on and could finally be safe and happy. With Harris.

I turned beneath the water and looked for him. He was still standing on the mat beside the shower pan, watching me carefully. When my eyes locked on his, he knew what I needed without me having to say a word. He knew what I wanted before I could form a plan in my mind.

With the flick of his wrist, he released his towel and stepped into the shower with me.

My breath was frozen in my lungs as I waited for his next move. His first move.

Harris reached around my shoulder and grabbed a washcloth and bottle of body wash. Holding them both in front of me, he asked, “May I?”

I nodded, incapable of speaking and ruining the magical moment as he squeezed a dollop of soap on the towel and held it under the water to lather.

“The first part of your dream.” He wadded up the towel in his hand and then placed it on my chest. “The good part of it.” He gently rubbed up to one shoulder and then around my sternum to the other shoulder before placing his wet hand over one of my nipples. “Is that the part that I was in?”

I swallowed hard, overwhelmed by how good his skin felt on mine and how much I liked the way he looked at me. Like I was precious to him. “Yes, you made that happen…in my dream.”

The towel slowly trailed down my stomach but stopped at my hairline, not venturing to the place I desperately wanted him to touch. “Would you like that to happen again? In real life?”

My head was spinning, and I wasn’t sure I’d stay upright. Subtly shifting my weight, I leaned against the cool tile. “Yes.”

Harris’s pupils darkened as he stepped closer to me, sliding his soapy hand down between us. His firm grip closed around my cock, and he gently tugged, testing my responsiveness as I shivered under his touch. “I’ve wanted to feel you like this since the first time I saw you look at me…” His free hand lifted my chin until I was looking into his eyes. “Like this. Like I was your damn hero, and you’d follow me to the ends of the earth.”

I licked my lips, even though they were wet from the spray bouncing between us. “I think I would…because you are.”

Harris leaned forward, brushing his lips against mine as his first began to stroke my cock, coaxing an orgasm out of me almost instantly. I wanted to apologize for my reaction but his thick dick twitched against my thigh, and I knew he wasn’t mad at me.

He was proud.

“God, Harris, that—”

He kissed me harder, stopping my words by slipping his tongue into my mouth as he used my come to lubricate his own cock against my hips. “Not my name. Not when we’re like this. When we’re like this, you’re my boy, and I’m your Daddy. Is that okay with you?”

He gave me an option that I wanted to take. He wasn’t forcing me, but rather inviting me to be his. I whimpered in his arms, grateful that he found me…and wanted me, at least for now. “Yes, sir. I’d like that, Daddy.”

Harris growled and then kissed me again, wrapping his strong hand around my cock and holding it against his. He was so much thicker than me, pressing over my entire length as I immediately began to harden. “Good boy.”

A shiver ran down my spine as he thrust harder and faster, bringing us both closer to a climax. A third for me, which I didn’t even know was possible. “Does that mean that if I’m a bad boy, I’ll be punished?”

Harris sucked in a breath and pressed against me as a warmth spread over my hips from his seed pouring out onto me.

Digging my fingertips into his strong arms, I let go of my insecurities and came again, spewing my come with his over his strong fist.

We both held still, trying to catch our breath before he stepped back so the water could clean us up again.

”I’ll never hurt you, but I do expect my boy to behave and follow the rules we put in place.”

I stepped out of the spray and reached for a towel. “Rules?”

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HARRIS

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