His Personal Assistant

Chapter 7

Kenneth's POV

I woke up Jeffrey stroking my hair. I looked up to him with tears swimming in my eyes. Without even explaining, I hugged him and nuzzled on his chest.

"You just had a nightmare. It was just a dream." he cooed.

A dream.

How could it be a dream when I was there when it happened and I watched it all unfold. I still blame myself for their death years and years ago.

Once I calmed down, I slowly drifted back to sleep with my face still buried on his chest.

I woke up when I started feeling cold. I opened my eyes. It was already bright out, and we were still on the jet. I yawned and stretched. My eyes unconsciously searching for Jeffrey.

"Good morning" speaking of the devil.

"Good morning. Are we there yet?" I mumbled.

"We're almost there. We might be landing in a few minutes." he says.

He kneels in front of me and cups my face, thus making all the blood rise up to my face.

"How are you feeling would you like to have some breakfast with me?" he asks.

"I would love some breakfast please." I stuttered.

He slowly pulls away, and I pout when he did.

A few minutes later, he comes back with plates full of eggs, bacon, bread, beans, pancakes, waffles, and sausages. I gape at the food he just set down in front of me.

"This is so much!" I said.

"You're a growing boy, you need all the butrients you could have. Now say ah~" he said while putting a sausage in front of my mouth.

I blush at the thought of what he could be putting in my mouth instead. I shake off the thoughts and slowly open my mouth.

Just as I was about to bite it, he took it away from my mouth and shoved it all inside his mouth.

I angrily grab a fork and stab a sausage of my own and shoved everything in my mouth like he did.

That was the biggest mistake of my life.

I started choking on the sausage. It was too big, now I can't breath.

"Focus on your breathing and slowly chew." he coaches.

I nodded and did as he said. I focused in breathing, coughing every now and again, and slowly chewed my food.

"Now swallow." he says as his thumb gently grazes my bottom lip while keeping his eyes on mine.

I swallowed.

"Good boy. Now next time don't take it all in your mouth." he pauses to lean in and stopped when our lips were brushjng against each other "Savor it, baby."

He licks my bottom lip, and plants a gentle kiss on my lips. I let out a quiet moan as he does this.

"Baby, make that sound again, and I will ravish you right here, and right now." he growls.

"Sorry..." I squeaked.

I grabbed a sausage out of panic and shoved it in his mouth. Making him pull away.

I watched him as he ate the sausage with ease.

"You're used to having big, phallic things in your mouth." I decided to tease him.

He smirks at me, and closes the distance between us again.

I gulped.

"Let's test that theory out." he smirks.

He unbuckles my belt and unbuttons my jeans.

"You do not get to tease me, baby boy." he says as he gets on his knees.

The next thing I saw were stars. Toe curling pleasures peaking.

As he finished, he pulls away and licks his lips.

"Excellent dessert." he says going back to his seat.

I lie there on my seat panting, and pleasure filled.

"Baby come on. Let's get you cleaned up were here." he smiles at me sweetly.

"Where are we even, Jeffrey?" I asked.

"Amsterdam." he says.