“How long have the two of you been together now…three…four years?” Carlyle asked.
“Five. Five amazing years.” Lindi had never considered himself an emotional man. Before Will, Lindi only had his friendships with other Doms. Now, he didn’t know how he would cope without his beautiful sub. Will was more than just his partner, he was everything.
Will rested his head on Lindi’s thigh, his cheek brushing Lindi’s leg like an eager cat.
“I hope Stephen and I last as long,” Victor said, watching Will and Lindi interact.
“Why wouldn’t you?” Lindi hadn’t heard the two men were having any problems.
Victor shrugged. “No reason. Relationships don’t always last, even when you give it your best shot. I plan on being with Stephen for years, but I know a lot of people who thought the same thing, and their relationship fell apart.”
“They just take work. It’s not a magical process.” Every day, Lindi started the morning by giving Will his entire focus. Without their routines, Lindi’s busy day would eat up all their time. He’d been a workaholic when he first met Will, and he had no interest in returning to that mindset.
The food arrived, and the sparkly server from before had toned it down several notches. He didn’t so much as flutter one flirtatious eyelash in Lindi’s direction.
He set the platter down precisely in front of Lindi with a short bow. “Is there anything else I can get for anyone?”
“No, I’m good.”
The other Doms nodded.
“I’ll be around. Let me know if there is anything else I can bring you.” The server gave another bow, then rushed off.
“I think you scared him,” Victor said, amused.
“Serves him right, hitting on me when my boy is here,” Lindi grumbled.
“So if Will wasn’t kneeling beside you, it would be all right?” Carlyle teased.
“No. Everyone has seen me here enough to know I belong with Will. I don’t respect poachers.”
“Speaking of poachers, how did Will’s cooking class go?” Carlyle asked.
Will’s soft noise of amusement had Lindi smiling despite his annoyance. The Dom teaching Will’s class showed way too much interest in Will for Lindi’s taste. If he didn’t know he had Will’s complete devotion, he’d be more concerned than irritated.
“It went well. Will made an amazing pasta dish last night. Lopez might be a bastard, but he does know how to cook.”
“That’s good at least.” Victor grinned.
His friends got an inordinate amount of joy over teasing Lindi about his possessiveness. A bit hypocritical to Lindi’s way of thinking, considering how they guarded their own subs like they were precious jewels.
Lindi carefully dipped a shrimp in sauce, then offered the food to his sub. Will lapped at the shrimp, then sucked in the meat, along with Lindi’s index finger. The suction of Will’s hot mouth on his skin jerked a moan from Lindi.
“Naughty boy,” Lindi teased.
Will nodded, his eyes shining. “I’m very naughty, Master.”
Carlyle choked on his drink. “Oh, that was good.”
Lindi continued to feed Will one shrimp after another until they were all gone. “Do you want more, Pet?”
Will shook his head, then drank more water.
“We’re out of here. I’ll catch you later.” Lindi held out a hand to help his sub to his feet. Will stood gracefully and followed Lindi out of the club.
The drive to their condo whipped by in a needy haze. Lindi barely had the car parked before he rushed over to open Will’s door. “Hurry, Pet, I don’t want to shock our neighbors.” Hunger had his voice rumbling deeper than usual.
If this had been a hookup from his past, he would’ve had the sub suck him off in the club or maybe the car, but Will didn’t like being put on exhibition. Sometimes, Lindi had Will display his devotion publicly anyway, but concern for his sub over the forgery ring thieves still had him rattled. He hadn’t seen anyone watching Will, but Lindi would rather err on the side of caution. He wouldn’t let Will go anywhere completely alone. The Feds might have people guarding the building, but no one was watching Will exclusively. Even if they were, Lindi didn’t trust anyone but himself to watch over his sub.
“Are you worried about the counterfeiters finding you?” Will asked on their ride up the elevator.
Lindi shook his head. “No, I’m worried about them finding you.”
Will smiled. “You worry too much.”
“Just be careful, Pet.”
“I’ll be fine.” Will let Lindi pull him close.
No one else occupied the elevator so there were no witnesses to the desperate way Lindi sank his fingers into Will’s hair to pull him close. Lindi held his sub still while he ravaged Will’s mouth. Lapping and sucking, sliding and tasting, he couldn’t get enough. He could live a million years and still not be done exploring Will.