Luke Davis has developed a bit of a soft spot for his personal assistant. The handsome twenty-two year old is always trying to go above and beyond, even when he doesn’t have to. Their relationship is professional and Luke is as straight as they come, but when he finds Jackson in his home crying over a recent break-up, Luke starts to realize his feelings for the young man have been growing more personal than he realized. He wants to comfort him and protect him …
… but more and more, the straight older man just wants Jackson for himself.
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, rough anal sex, a dominant str8 alpha male and an increasingly submissive younger man. All characters are 18 or older.
This story includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Sitter series with full consent of the original author.
Excerpt:
“I see a really charming young man who deserves to be treated so, so much better than he’s been treated. I see a guy who deserves someone smart enough to recognize how special he is and cherish him, who wants and desires everything about him.”
Jackson’s eyes were wet as he looked back at him. “You think so?” He was leaning in towards Luke as he asked. He could smell the young, vigorous scent of his body. His thigh was firm against his knee as Jackson bent towards him, looking at him with trust and yearning that he hadn’t seen directed at him in a long, long time. His hand was stroking the younger man’s hair and he could feel its softness and the warmth of his neck and he was so very close.
He realized he had never really looked at his assistant before. He had seen him, of course, but he seemed so young and carefree that it was as though he was a completely different type of person from himself. But no, he was very much human. He was delicate and intensely real and seemed to draw Luke in the way he had never experienced with a man. It suddenly struck him there was a lot he had never recognized or understood about men who were intimate with each other, and maybe it made a lot more sense right now in the dim light and the still of the night than he had ever expected. The intensity of his sudden desire for something new and fresh and real surprised him.
Before he could stop himself, he had brought the young man’s lips to his. They were soft and wet, and the kiss was lingering and passionate. Jackson didn’t hesitate, not even for a moment. It was as though he had been on the very edge of leaning in himself when Luke drew him in.
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