And yes, he took great satisfaction in the full body shudder from Cade.
Cade
Cade chewed the inside of his lip as he watched Quinn’s preparations. His eyes opened wide when he saw the straight razor in Quinn’s bag.
“I don’t think I need that,” he said, pointing at the razor.
“It’s a sensual experience being shaved with a razor as sharp as this,” Quinn said.
“No way. That razor is going nowhere near my throat.”
The disappointed look Quinn gave him made him want to fall on his knees and beg Quinn’s forgiveness.
“I’ll let it go this time,” Quinn said, “but I hope in time you’ll trust me enough to use this razor on you.”
Cade thought about it as Quinn pulled a pack of safety razors out. Quinn could have shouted and insisted shaving Cade with the straight razor, but he didn’t. Quinn’s gentleness when he expected aggression messed with Cade’s head. Why was an alpha man like Quinn so gentle with him?
“Sit down here,” Quinn said, pointing to the edge of the bath.
Cade sat down gingerly and waited. He’d never been shaved before. He preferred a light stubble, which he maintained himself when he was performing, feeling it gave him a rakish look, rather than the boyish one when he was clean-shaven. He was always carded when he shaved and, at twenty-three, he’d had enough of that. He’d mentioned that to Quinn, who had hummed and assured him that there wouldn’t be a hair on his chin when he’d finished. So, ignored him then. Cade wasn’t sure how he felt about this, but the thought of Quinn’s hands on him made his dick harden. Quinn pressed a hot washcloth to his face. Cade closed his eyes, feeling the heat seep through him.
“I’m just doing your face today,” Quinn said. “We’ll work through your body.”
Cade still wasn’t sure he liked the idea of a razor going anywhere near his cock. “I still don’t see why I need to lose my hair. It’s not like I’m furry.”
“Because it’s sensual, and you’re going to lose your mind when I lick you all over.”
Quinn took the washcloth away and started lathering Cade’s face with shaving gel. He looked into Cade’s eyes. “Just relax. I’ll never hurt you.”
“I know that,” Cade said.
And he did, even after all the hurt he’d had in his life.
The rasp of the razor was shockingly loud in the small room, but Quinn’s hands were gentle as he slowly stroked the razor over Cade’s jaw.
“You’re so beautiful,” Quinn murmured, his voice soothing Cade’s jangled nerves.
Cade hummed but stayed still. Because, razor!
Then Quinn took the washcloth again and wet it to wipe Cade’s face clean. “You can look in the mirror.”
Cade stared at his reflection. He looked so young without the stubble. “I look about twelve.”
Quinn chuckled as he cleared everything away. “Oh no. I’m not interested in kids. You’re all man, baby.”
Cade preened under his praise. He got to his feet and stretched. “We could watch a movie in bed.”
“I’d like that,” Quinn agreed.
They stripped down to briefs and curled up on the bed, Cade not hesitating when Quinn offered him a cuddle. Mogs settled down next to them, purring happily when Quinn petted her. Cade wished he could purr like her.
“What do you want to watch?” Cade asked.
“I’m not really into movies,” Quinn confessed. “I prefer reading.”
“Old-timer,” Cade teased.
Quinn wrinkled his nose. “Just old.”
“You’re not old, Daddy!” Cade nipped at Quinn’s chin, then held his breath, taken aback at his own bravery.
“I feel it sometimes,” Quinn admitted, “but thank you, my boy.”
“You’re perfect.”
Cade sighed and leaned against Quinn. He felt a kiss brush the top of his head and tilted his head so he could have a proper kiss. Quinn groaned low in his throat and then Cade found himself on top of Quinn and looking down. Quinn cupped Cade’s neck and tugged him down. Unlike the other times this wasn’t Quinn playing to an audience. He genuinely wanted to kiss Cade. The kiss was deep and wet and dirty, and Cade never wanted it to stop.
“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” Cade confessed when they eventually pulled back.
Quinn smiled at him. “You’ve kissed me before.”
“But not like this. Not for real. You kissed me to prove a point to Eric.”
“Kissing you has never been an act. I’ve wanted to kiss you since the first moment I met you.”
Cade stared down at his huge brown eyes. There was no deceit there. “I could fall for you so easy,” he whispered.
Too late, his mind whispered back.
“What do you want to do?” Quinn asked.
In that moment, Cade knew he could say he wanted to go to sleep, or ask Quinn to sleep in the other room, and Quinn would do it.
“I want to suck your cock, Daddy.”
Quinn nodded. “I’d love your mouth around my cock, boy.”
Cade wriggled down until he was facing Quinn’s cotton covered bulge. From the way the tip of his cock was poking over the waistband, Quinn’s dick was just as happy with the idea. As he watched, a pear-shaped drop of liquid formed in the slit. He bent to taste it, groaning at the salty-sweet flavor. He mouthed along the thick shaft still covered by the cotton. It was good but not enough. He tugged on the briefs and pulled them down, settling between Quinn’s thighs. Quinn’s cock was flushed purple and his heavy sac made Cade’s mouth water.
“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” Quinn assured him.
Cade looked up. Quinn looked concerned.
“I really want to,” he said.
“If you’re sure.”
Suddenly Cade didn’t want to be handled with kid gloves anymore.
“Order me to suck your cock, please, Daddy,” he begged.
Quinn’s eyes darkened. “Suck my cock, boy!”
Heat unfurled through Cade at his growl. He wanted this. He needed it so much. He took as much of Quinn’s cock into his mouth as he could manage, loving Quinn’s groan above him.
Quinn’s fingers tangled in his hair, the tug adding an edge of pain that heightened his senses. “You’re so good at this.”
Cade knew how to suck cock, knew how to make a man feel good, and he employed each one of the skills he knew to drive Quinn to the point of distraction. Quinn clearly loved having his dick sucked, from the way he moaned when Cade dipped into the slit and swirled his tongue around the glans. All the time, he praised Cade for making him feel good. Cade cupped Quinn’s sac and sucked on the head, going as far down as he could go.
“I need to come, boy,” Quinn ordered.
Cade sucked harder, sinking down, his throat muscles closing around the tip of Quinn’s cock. He gagged and pulled back. The one practical part of his brain reminded him he couldn’t wreck his voice for the event, but he did everything he could with his mouth and hands to make Quinn forget his name.
“Cade. Boy. God.”
Cade looked up to see Quinn staring at him with fierce pleasure. He sank back down, making sure he never took his eyes off his Daddy. Then Quinn’s eyes rolled back, and he arched his back, coming in Cade’s mouth. Cade swallowed fast, taking Quinn’s come with pleasure. He stayed there until Quinn had quieted, not moving until Quinn tugged him up to kiss him hard and lick around the inside of his mouth.