Page 59 of Learning to Trust

Andrew slid his cock from my ass, stood me upright, and with cum running down both my legs, he turned me in his arms. The kiss we shared was bone-melting and I felt the love he poured into me.

“I love you so fucking much.” Andrew caressed the side of my cheek.

I rested my head against his chest. He was still dressed but I could hear the thumping of his heart beneath my ear.

“I love you, Sir. More than I ever thought possible.”

“Let me take care of you and after a nap, I’ll make lunch.”

Andrew led me to the bathroom and kept one arm wrapped around my waist as he prepared a bath with soothing oils. I’d never felt more treasured and loved in my life.

***

I woke from the nap alone which didn't surprise me since Andrew had settled me in bed and left the room to fetch a bottle of water. I didn't recall him returning but I'd been exhausted, and no doubt had fallen asleep.

Climbing from the bed, I relieved myself before dressing in sweats and a tee that I pulled from drawers in the closet.

Downstairs Andrew was seated at the kitchen table working on his laptop. He lifted his head and smiled as I approached. He pushed back the chair, and climbing into his lap, I placed a kiss to his lips. This was where I belonged.

“How do you feel, Baby?”

“The best I’ve felt in weeks, Sir.”

Grab a seat and I’ll fetch the turkey salad sandwich I made.

I sat on a seat opposite to where Andrew had been sitting and when he returned from the fridge, he set down a plate with a sandwich and a bottle of water.

I raised an eyebrow.

"I've eaten," Andrew answered my unanswered question.

Glancing up at the clock on a wall, I noted the time was touching on two in the afternoon. The nap had lasted almost three hours.

“Jet lag.” It appeared Andrew had learned to read my mind.

“What have you been doing, Sir?” I bit into the sandwich. Andrew had added a spicy sauce and it was delicious.

“Fiona has been off sick for a couple of days so the call calendar and pay schedule needed updating. Where are you at with your app. and game? Did you work on them while you were in London?”

The app. is ready and has been for about a week which is why I came home. There’s nothing to stop the launch from going ahead now. I’ll speak with Janice and see where she’s at with marketing before I set a firm date.”

“I’ve taken the rest of the week off work, is there anything I can do to help?”

"Once I narrow down a date with Janice, which should be later today, I'll need to meet with the convention people at The Winter Hotel. I'd very much appreciate you coming with me to give your view on everything."

“Sounds like a plan. I’m sorry the launch was delayed.”

“There is no one to blame but me, Sir. If I hadn’t behaved like a child throwing a tantrum, the app. would already be out there. Fuck!”

“What’s wrong?”

I was quiet for a moment, my forehead wrinkled, and brows pulled together.

“Didn’t we discuss this upstairs? Do I need to take you back to the playroom for a reminder?”

“No, Sir. I was just thinking. My intention was to operate the business from a room in my home. When I accepted moving in here I was going to rent out my house, so I’ll need to find an alternative.”

Andrew placed a hand over mine. “David, there are four unused bedrooms in this house as well as a suite on this floor, convert one of those or use my study.”