I sat down on my velvet-tufted chair, but I quickly heard the heavy knock against my door. A crooked smile formed on my face. He was finally here—Matthew, the guy who had turned my life upside down.

I couldn’t believe it. Normally, men were a dime a dozen, but this guy wasn’t so easy a catch.

I cleared my throat and reached into my suit-jacket pocket. Inside, I felt a small, silver ring. It was worth a few grand easy, but he didn’t have to know the exact price. The only thing he needed to know was how serious I was.

Opening the door, I saw his desperate eyes staring back at me. His athletic twink body, smooth as a Georgia peach, begged to be touched. It took everything that I had not to take a quick bite.

Matthew could barely look me in the eyes, but he was there and waiting for me to guide him to the right place.

“Hey,” he whispered. “Cool if I come in?”

At first, I didn’t know how to react with him in my house. I wasn’t used to feeling this excited about something, let alone someone.

Trying my best to stay in control, I led him into the living room of my penthouse and had him set down on my sofa.

I stood in front of him and smirked. “Well, you look cute,” I said.

Matthew was wearing a tucked-in, button-down, floral t-shirt. He looked like a singer of a band from the late-eighties, rough yet fragile on the inside.

He scooped his long hair to the side and asked, “You think so? It’s just something I threw on.”

Sitting down on the couch, I put my arm around his waist and lowered my voice. “You look incredible, Matthew.”

He blushed and let his head fall against my chest. It was already happening, and the sharp pleasure that was growing between my legs caught me off-guard.

With surprise, Matthew gazed into my eyes and said, “You’re not just saying that. I can tell. You’re genuine.”

I looked down at his sweet, pink lips. Was this a dream? No. This was happening because I took a chance on someone, and he happened to be the real deal, a perfect son for his daddy.

Getting him to follow through would be the hard part, but my excitement was making me all too aware that I was falling for him, despite my brain telling me to back the fuck up.

Nodding my head slowly, I leaned in and kissed his cheek. God, it was even softer than I thought. “I don’t know what it is, but the thought of you keeps pulling me in,” I admitted.

Matthew licked the bottom of his lip and placed his chin against the center of my chest. My desire knew no boundaries.

“I can’t stop thinking about you either. It’s been so hard at home, but…”

He stopped himself from finishing his sentence and took my chin in his hands. Closing his eyes, he leaned up on his knees to kiss my lips. A flood of endorphins went straight to my cock, and I couldn’t help what happened next.

I leaned up next to him, rubbing my hand on his upper thigh. “All I want to do is make you purr.”

Suddenly, Matthew crawled on top of me and paused his hand against the spot where my shirt was opened. As soon as our moans shivered against our tongues, he pulled away, panting for air.

“I want you now,” he said.

Slowly, I reached into my pocket and felt the small, red velvet ring box. Pulling it out, I watched as his eyes widened. “I told you I wasn’t joking around,” I said. “So, now I want to know. Are you?”

Matthew stayed silent, but I could see the worry in his eyes. “You want me to…”

“No,” I said. “I’m not asking you to marry me. I’m asking for something more sacred.”

Matthew stood up and straightened his back. He walked over to the dark tint of my windows and stared down at the bustling Times Square. “On that night, did you see me from up here?”

I laughed. “Don’t be silly. I can barely plan my day out,” I said.

Matthew turned around, confused. “Then, what is it? Why did you pick me?”

I stood up and followed him to the window, placing my body directly behind his. Taking him into my arms, I kissed the crook of his neck and lightly popped my lips against his skin.

In between kisses, I whispered, “Fate brought us together.” And I believed it.

Matthew didn’t speak after my explanation, but, once he lowered his body onto the floor like a cute kitten, I knew he felt something too. “I’m sorry for questioning you, daddy,” he said.

“You don’t need to apologize to daddy. You’ve been a good boy. You’re just going through a minor change,” I said. “We both are.”

Matthew bit his lip and nodded, but he looked as if he were lost in thought. I couldn’t wrap my head around it, so I took a step back.

He looked up at me with hardened eyes and said, “I’ve been hurt too many times before. Whether it’s two shitty parents, or an out of control friends group, I’ve never had someone respect me enough to really love me.”

Hearing him say that shattered me. I lowered myself to the floor with all of the empathy in the world and placed my palm across his cheek lightly. “Sweetie-pie,” I moaned. “I’m going to treat you with all of the respect and love a man can give. Do you believe me?”

Finally, Matthew lowered his knees to the red carpet and slowly took off every article of clothing, one by one. Fuck. Calmly looking up at me, he arched his ass into the air with a look of boyish pride on his face. “Don’t worry. I’m not going home. I believe you,” he said.

I held the silver ring in between my fingers and carefully put it on him.

“It’s beautiful,” he said, holding it against the light.

“You’re worth every single penny,” I said with a sly grin.

Matthew ran his hand up my business slacks, until he felt me. “Have you been hard this whole time?” he asked.

Furrowing my hand through his unkempt hair, I latched onto the roots and forced him closer. Matthew grinned the whole time, and when he was face to face with my crotch, he swayed his soft palm against the rising bone. He opened his mouth.

“Show daddy what you can do,” I moaned.

His mouth was at the perfect height to take in every inch. As he pulled down my pants, I felt my body twitch with delight. “Is this okay, daddy?”

“Kitten, you’re about to make me one happy man,” I whispered.

With my briefs rolling down my muscular thighs, I watched as my cock sprung out and caught against his lips and hands. He was eager to swallow me whole, but I took a step back.

“Open wide, darling,” I moaned.

As Matthew sat perched on the carpet, he gently licked the slick head of my cock. Whatever tricks Matthew knew, he was going to show them off with satisfaction. He dragged the edge of his tongue across my shaft before swallowing me whole.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, head tilting back from the feverish rush. “Sweetie, you know exactly what I want.”

I sprung against him and stood back. Matthew released me with his mouth and giggled. It took every ounce of energy inside my body not to fuck his tight, boy hole senseless, but the way he was holding my shaft was so damn cute.

Matthew eyed the velvet seat and nodded at me. “Let’s move you to your throne,” he said.

“I want to kiss you some more first,” I moaned.

I dropped to my knees and sucked against his clavicle, moving upward until we were making out with a defiant passion. He tasted sweet, like a rare, pink candy. I could only imagine what his hole tasted and felt like after a hard day of work.

Out of breath and utterly dazed, I sat down on the velvet chair and spread my legs. Matthew held my cock and started to suck gently around my balls, lapping down against my taint.

Sitting down on my chair, I closed my eyes and moaned like a beast. Matthew’s tongue rolled down my taint, and soon, he was eating me. I watched him with surprise as an insatiable hunger to cum bucked me forward.

“Matthew,” I moaned. “Put a finger inside of me.” With a free hand, he gently rocked his wrist back and forth, moaning against my thigh. He slipped a finger inside of me and slowly massaged it against my spot.

I howled with absolute pleasure.

Sucking down as far as he could take it, I held my shaft in his throat, slowly pumping his lips wider and wider. He released and gasped for air, saliva running down his chin. With my index finger, I pushed the spit away and kissed him. He gawked and looked down awkwardly.

“You’re one of a kind,” I said, lifting his chin.

“I want to please you,” he said.

Forcing me out of my head, Matthew swiveled his palm against my shaft. “Cum in my mouth, daddy. I want to taste you.”

He swallowed me down with his palm connected to his lips.

I moaned and tilted my head back with a giant smile propped on my face.“Keep pumping me, pumpkin.”

Matthew had his chin forward and ready. My body quaked with contractions. One more lick was all it took to send me soaring into Matthew’s heaven.

The rush took me by surprise. I focused on it and felt the vibration seize my body. “Open wide.”

I felt the warm splash of cum spill out onto his licking tongue, followed by the massive rush orgasmic power. Unable to stand still, I clenched my teeth and let out an aching roar of satisfaction.

Quickly, Matthew swallowed every last drop. I slumped against the chair, slack-jawed and dazed, but still hungry for more time with my sweet and adoring boy-toy. Yet, as I opened my eyes back up, I watched as he calmly collected his things.

Curious, I sat back up and coughed. “You’re leaving?” I asked him.

“It’s past my curfew, daddy,” he said with another wink. “But I can promise you one thing, okay? I’ll be here tomorrow.”

I wasn’t going to press my luck. I got what I wanted, and he got a little taste of what was to come.

He put on his clothes but tenderly came back to my chest, so I could hold him and tell him not to leave. I inhaled his rich omega scent and kissed his forehead, and I felt my heart grow fonder. This was beyond bad, but it was outside of my control. I liked him.

“I’ve waited so long for you.”

“I know. You’ve been patient with me,” he said.

I held his hand into the light and looked at the silver ring. “I can wait,” I said. “But I’ll be thinking about you all night.”

Slipping his tongue against mine, I tasted him one more time before he could leave. The electric feeling never dissipated, and as I shut the door behind him, I watched the streets below me until I saw him turn around and wave.

Was I happy? Fucking hell, that was a new feeling.

I was so overcome with excitement that I found myself calling my cousin Jordan. As soon as I heard his voice, I started acting entirely unlike myself.

“Jordan, something has happened to me,” I said.

“Whoa, settle down there, champ. Something good, or something bad?” he asked.

I felt my cheeks start to burn from the strain of my eager smile. “It’s the guy I met last week,” I said.

I could visualize Jordan’s perpetual eye-roll, but I felt too content to let his reactions bother me. “Let me guess. He let you down hard.”

I frowned and watched as Matthew’s teasing body disappeared into the Metro station. “Look, I just called to tell you one thing: things are changing around here.”

Jordan scoffed into the receiver. I knew what he was going to say, so I cut him off. “And before you tell me about how many times you’ve heard this from me in the past, I want you to stop and ask yourself one thing. Have I ever been willing to quit the business before?”

There was a short pause before Jordan responded. “Well, no. Money has always been too important to you,” he said.

I couldn’t tell if that was a dig or not, but it didn’t matter. He was wrong. Money didn’t mean anything to me anymore, and neither did this throwaway project.

“I’m quitting the business,” I said.

Jordan stammered, and I could hear him getting out of his car to run inside his house. “Should I be worried?”

I sat down on the velvet chair and sighed, finally satisfied with everything in my life. “Jordan, you don’t have to worry anymore. No more panic attacks and rough hospital visits. No more doctors and loony psychiatrists telling me they don’t know what’s wrong with me. After this project clears at the end of the month, I’m getting out for good.”

Jordan laughed, completely shocked by my turnaround. “I’m grateful that my only family member is turning a new leaf, but I gotta ask you. What happened?”

“I found love.”