Alistair Star didn’t come to Noah Allan’s house looking for a boy in need of a hard spanking from a man who knows how to give one. Noah was just meant to be kept as collateral until his uncle could be tracked down. But when the twenty-two-year-old trust fund brat gets mouthy, Alistair decides it’s long past time someone took off his belt and put him very firmly in his place.
Noah may be used to buying whatever he wants and doing as he pleases, but he wouldn’t call himself spoiled. Unfortunately for him, the dangerous, infuriatingly handsome mob boss holding him prisoner disagrees, and Alistair doesn’t just plan to teach Noah a shameful lesson that will leave him sore, sorry, and desperately aroused. He’s going to give Noah exactly what he needs…
Author: K.L. Hiers
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 108,000 words
Alistair spanked him again. “You’re being such a naughty little boy, but you enjoy it, don’t you?”
“Fuck off and die.” Noah started to pant, and he cried out when Alistair smacked him hard enough to make his hips jerk. He could definitely feel that one, and he could vividly imagine the white-hot imprint of Alistair’s hand still throbbing in his cheek moments after it had struck him.
“Shhh. Come on now, dear Noah.” Alistair switched over and promptly spanked the other cheek. “We both know this is what you want. You want to be taken care of, to find someone to give you what you need.”
“Mmmm… fuck…” Noah’s head was clouding now, its dull pounding syncing with the hot pulse in his ass cheeks. It was hard to think, and he couldn’t argue when everything Alistair was saying was true.
He was lonely, and he knew he wasn’t a good person. It was why he kept falling for crappy guys like Medina. He was so desperate for someone to validate him and make him feel good, but it was always fleeting.
“You need someone to teach you how to be a good boy,” Alistair went on, “because obviously you’re not, right? After all, if you were good, you wouldn’t be alone. You’d have someone, isn’t that right?”
Noah had to bite back a sob.
“You’re a brat, one of the worst I’ve ever met. You’re so wrapped up in your own ridiculous little orbit that you can’t even see the pain you cause in others. But you don’t care, do you? Because all that matters is what you want.”
Yes, Noah was terrible. He was selfish, spoiled to a fault, and that’s why he had no friends, no family, and no lover.
Deep down inside, he knew he didn’t deserve anything else.
Maybe not even happiness…
Noah gasped when Alistair spread his tender cheeks, his thick thumbs sliding in to stroke Noah’s hole.
“Oh, but there is great potential in you,” Alistair soothed. “I can teach you, dear Noah. All you have to do is listen, be a good boy for me, and I’ll take such good care of you.”
“I can be good… I can…” Noah’s eyes fluttered shut. “I can be so good for you.”
“You’ll have to do everything I say, do you understand?” Alistair kept pushing against Noah’s hole, dry but applying enough pressure to make him squirm.
“Now. We need to take care of this, don’t we?” Alistair reached around and grabbed Noah’s cock, so sensitive and hard, and gave it a cruel squeeze.