His Gorgeous Boy

It began with a kiss. It was a New Year's Eve kiss that he wouldn't forget any time soon. - Bram doesn't like a lot of things. He doesn't like the fact that his boss is always calling him topside to switch on his computer. He doesn't like the way his boss stares at him. Bram doesn't like letting his little self go. He doesn't like being little. Xander Lupo has a lot of things. He has the respect, he has enough money to rule, buy and make his own country. He might be the head of the Lupo mafia family, he might be involved in drugs, guns and a lot of other things. He might have a lot. But he doesn't have a little. It takes a gun to his head, being at the wrong place and some stuffies to change his mind.

officialcarmin · Urban

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"Bram..." Xander said, his tone coming off stern.

"I don't need a week."

"Bram..."

I slid my hands up his chest and pressed my body to his. We were so close, our noses close to touching. The air between us felt charged, excitement thrumming underneath my skin. Xander's eyes had darkened.

"I don't need a week. I want you, daddy."

Large hands were suddenly on my waist, squeezing hard. Xander pushed me back, forcing me onto the kitchen counter. His right hand slid up my side, nails scratching down my spine, thanks to the backless playsuit I was wearing. Every where he touched felt hot and he was still looking at me with those intent dark eyes.

"I won't stop." Xander said, his voice dropping an octave, making my entire body tremble. Judging by the quick quirk of his lips, he felt it too.

"Then don't."

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