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Throwing myself onto him, I pushed the tip of his cock into my throat.
“Ahhh!” he squealed, throwing his palms onto the wall behind him.
I wanted more of that. I wanted to hear him beg for relief from pleasure. I wanted him to feel more joy than he had ever in his life. So, gripping his balls and shining his head with my tongue, I pushed him into me until like a kettle, his whistle blew.
His cum tasted like lemongrass. It was incredible. Drinking every drop he had to offer, I didn’t let him go until he placed his hand on my head, begging for me to stop.
Kneeling before him, I panted like an animal. I was crazed for him. I didn’t know what to do with myself. He had tamed me, and I sat waiting like a good pup. But waiting for that signal, I was ready to attack. His manhood raised and lowered with his breaths. His lean, flat body was majestic. His face was that of an angel.
When his desperate eyes opened and look down at me needing more, he didn’t have to say a word. Lifting his pants and scooping him into my arms, I carried him through the living room and up the stairs. Kicking open my bedroom door, I found the bed. Giving us the privacy we would need, I looked down at him slowly removing my clothes.
Was it craving or fear that filled his eyes? Was it both? I couldn’t tell, but everything about him wanted me. His pose, his again rigid cock. He laid beneath me wanting me to take him. That is exactly what I did.
Lowering his toes to his ears, I positioned my covered, lubed dick. Entering him, he moaned. It was guttural. The rumble began at his sex.
Resting the back of his legs onto my chest, I leaned down and kissed him. I needed to keep kissing him. How many ways could I find to be inside of him? He was all I ever wanted and all I would ever need. So, when the slapping of my deep strokes reached his button and he again sprayed, this time onto his own face, I curled my back and howled at the moon.
I would have filled him to the brim if not for the latex between us. Instead, I lowered his legs and relaxed on top of him. With the flat of his feet on the mattress, I was still inside of him. I was still hard and his small size didn’t want to let me go.
Knowing that I would stay erect as long as I was buried in his hole, I shifted my hip slowly trying to ease out. It was then that I remembered how big I was. I never wanted to hurt him.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, saying it over and over.
“I love you,” he whispered back, taking a warm hold of my heart.
Needing to catch my breath a little longer, we relaxed with me still in him. Wanting us to be even closer, he wrapped his legs around my hips and I slipped my hands behind his back. We felt as one. We moved as one. And when Hil was ready to let me go, my cock slid out.
That didn’t end the embrace we had on each other, though. Burying his small body into my chest, it was there that he fell asleep. I didn’t know how I had gotten so lucky to find someone like this. But there was no way I was ever going to let him go. I knew that I couldn’t even if I tried. So, what was I going to do now?
Chapter 11
Hil
I’m losing myself to him. Laying in his arms, I don’t know where I end and where he begins. With his chest pressed against my back, our hearts beat as one.
I could never have imagined that being with someone could feel like this. The thought of him letting me go hurt. I would do anything to live in this moment.
But even as I lay there a voice whispered in the back of my mind. It told me that Cali had been wrong about who the driver of the Mercedes was. Yes, it might have been his father like he had thought. But how could it not be someone sent by a rival family to seek revenge on all of my father’s past deeds?
Growing up, I knew who my father was. He was the most kind and loving man a son could ask for. His greatest crime towards me was too desperately wanting to help me. It’s didn’t work out the way he had hoped. But I know he never meant to be cruel.
That, however, was not how he dealt with others. Remy made sure that I knew that. The stories my brother told me about my father’s cruelties kept me up at night. How could the man who held me and watched over me the way he did, also carry out the crimes Remy described? He made our father seem like a madman. What part of my father was inside of me?
There was definitely a part of my father in Remy. He and I were nothing alike. The reason my father gave my brother the freedom that he had was because no one dared to mess with him. Did Remy have my father’s sadistic cruelty? Not that I saw. But I didn’t see it in Father either.
Do Remy’s sleeve tattoos paint the picture I should have of my brother? They were so much like my father’s. And the way Remy looked at people, it was like he was staring straight through them. At times, I wondered how many people would survive if Remy had an axe. I came from a family of bad men. How could I ever inflict that on Cali?
“I love you,” I said, unsure if he was awake to hear it.
“I love you too,” he said tightening his grip on me.
I couldn’t do this. Not to him. To be with him would be to betray him. I had already gotten one person hurt. Who would be next? If I loved him, I had to leave him.
“Cali, I…”
I paused. I had to say it but I couldn’t.
“Tell me something you’ve never told anybody,” I said to him instead.
