Sugar, Daddy? [Boy X Boy]

C H A P T E R : E L E V E N

So I actually tried to update all weekend, but my Wi-Fi went out so I thought why not just post four chapters? Or Three... Or Two... As long as its not One... OK enough of this onto the story. So here's a little Thanksgiving update.

My nap was short lived as the weight next to me on the bed shifted. Soon there was a wet cloth being wiped across my chest. I hum in satisfaction. I reach up to wipe my eyes. I open my eyes to see James lean over me wiping me down. "What time is it?" I ask him sitting up. "Time for you to wake up. We have to go shopping. My mom is coming for a visit. Tomorrow." He explains. "Meeting the parents already? Isn't this moving a little fast?" I joke. "Always trying to make the best out of something. That's cute. Up. Now." He commands. "Should I be nervous?" I ask him. I mean he is a successful rich investor. I could only imagine where his mother comes from. "I mean as long as you have manners I guess you don't have to worried. Oh yeah, and if you come from the richest of the rich then you can be calm, but... Other than that. Panic. A lot." He says handing me an outfit. "Way to be optimistic about everything. You should give pep-talks. To toddlers." I say while pulling on the clothes.

Next thing I know I'm being backed up into a wall. "What did I just say?" He growls against my ear. "Next time you open your mouth before I speak to you I won't hesitate to bend you over my knee until your weeping before we leave." He continues. I gulp. He chuckles."Downstairs near the door in five seconds or that threat will become a promise." I don't think that I've ever ran so fast. I really don't think I could handle a punishment right now. James chuckle sounds from behind me.

"Let's go." He says putting his hand around my waist. He leads me to the side of his house were a garage was. The door opened suddenly. I jumped back not expecting it. James laughs. "You'll get used to it." He says. I step in and take in the large space. Why the hell does he have so many cars? He's one person. I will never understand rich people. "Well if you don't like the cars you don't have to diss people with money." James says with a smile in his voice. Did I say that out loud? "Yes and your still speaking out loud." James says laughing. "Stop laughing at me!" Say stomping my feet feeling my face flush red. "Don't yell at me baby boy. Or we can go back in the house and I'll give you a reason to yell." Jason suddenly whispers in my ears. Wow bipolar much.

Jason walks in front of me and grabs a key off of a hook. He walks over to the nearest car that I don't know the name of and opens the door for me. "Hop in sweetheart." He jokes. "Well I guess there are still some gentleman left on the earth." I say going along with it. I get into the car. This car probably cost more than my existence.

We back out of the garage and drive way onto main road. The ride isn't as amazing as I thought it was going to be. Its just forest as far as I can see. Eventually we come to a huge mall that looks like its really out of nowhere after seeing so much forest for the entire ride.

After James parks we step out of the car. If a fancy person became a mall this is what it would look like. I was actually really intimidated by this mall. I stand a little closer to James. There are lots of people flooding in and out of the mall. I would hate to get lost in this mall.

As soon as we walk in James grabs my hand and leads me to the first store he see's. It's full of people who look like they grew up in a country club with a silver spoon up their butt. "Your not that far from the truth." James whispers in my ear. "Wow I should really learn to think inside of my head." I whisper back to him. He laughs softly. "You really should."

I blush heavily. "You can get whatever you want after we get you a nice outfit." James explains.
I hold back a groan. Shopping is so boring. Who wants to sit around and look through the same clothes all day? Oh yeah... People that can afford it.

James and I make our way deeper into the store. People wave at him usually​ stopping us for a casual hello. I try to ignore the way they eye me up and down like I'm a piece of steak that they're judging.

Eventually everyone stops coming to say hello and we finally start shopping. The thing is I don't have the sixth sense of shopping or fashion like most do. I just pick up what looks good, what matches, and has the lowest price. Now though I don't have a budget. I could spend all that I want and barely make a dent in James's bank account. I wouldn't even think about trying to do anything like that. I stand back and let James choose my clothes.

After a while he hands me a small pile of clothes and takes my hand to lead me to the dressing room. Once I'm inside and he's waiting patiently on the outside (begrudgingly) I start to try on the clothes that he chose. I hadn't really payed attention to the clothes he picked out. I'm in shocked at the person I see in the mirror.

I'm standing there in a white collared shirt with black pants with black slacks on. It may not seem like much but I've never seen myself in anything like this. Ever. I step out of the dressing room into James eye sight. "How do I look?" I ask quietly. The way that James is looking at me right would make a Nun drop to her knees, and not to pray.

Without answering James pushes me back into the dressing room and backs me against the wall. "You look great Baby Boy. You'd look even better if you were on your knees." He whispers into my ear starting to bite on my neck. "James... " I start. "We're in a store... We can't..." I trail off. His lips on my neck feels so good that
I can barley fight it. I tilt my head to the side to give him more room to work. I bite my lip and let out a whimper as he finds my sweet spot. James backs up after leaving a noticeable and very bright purple mark on my neck.

"James! Y-you left a mark! What if p-people see that?" I stutter out. I can't walk around with a hickey on my neck. That would just be unsightly. James puts his hands on my waist. "Then they'll know your taken... Mine." He starts to bite my neck again. "I see the way they look at you already. I know you notice it too. But your mine." He bites down harshly on my neck creating another Hickey. One after another he fills my whole neck with them. I don't try to stop him either. Why? I have no idea.

James backs up from me and grabs my hand. "Let's go baby boy. We still have shopping to do. " He says gruffly. At that exact moment I was smacked back into reality. I right now was not only in expensive clothes that I did not own that were wrinkled up, but I was covered in hickeys from my sugar daddy that I had to walk around with until they went away... If a few weeks ago when I was working in a coffee shop you would have told me I would be in this situation I would have sent you to an insane asylum. Looks like things can change very quickly.

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Jeez this chapter has been sitting here for the longest. I've been trying to update but school started and I didn't actually expect for this book to get big and things have been happening left and right and I got my first girlfriend (im a girl btw) but why would any of you guys wanna know that your just here to read and I'll stop making excuses.... No I won't.

Don't forget to comment or whatever I really don't care as long as your having a great day! I really hope you have a great day and if you aren't it will get better! Now I'm rambling...bye!