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Laughing, I pat his left ass cheek with my hand. “And now you're going to clean it up.”
His head lifts and he looks back at me.“Que?”
“You heard me. Now come sit on my lap and let me feed it to you.”
His gaze drops to the table and then back at me. “You're serious?”
“Si.” I pat my lap. “I am. Consider this a small punishment for the shit you pulled yesterday.”
He huffs, slowly sliding off the table, and before his feet can reach the floor, I grab him by the hips and drag him backward until he lands where I want him to be. Running my fingers down his chest, I sweetly kiss his neck and he arches his hips, releasing gasps of air.
“If you don't do as you're told, I'll have to clean it myself with a towel and that'll come with more consequences for later.”
I shouldn't be making promises I can't keep. This has to be the last time and yet I'm giving us both hope of it happening again. It's hard to stop. The words feel too good coming out of my mouth and the way his body responds to them only makes me want to do it every day.
I can't.
My chest squeezes. I've never known a pain this deep but it's better to have experienced him for a short time than to have gone my whole life without him. I loved my wife. I did. But what I feel for Enrico goes beyond that. It's like finding the missing half of my soul and without him, I'm only partly alive.
I tug at his piercing and he shudders, his breaths ragged. “I—”
“You ready to be my good boy and do as I ask?”
“Si.”
“Good.” I trace over the pulse point of his neck with my lips and his skin roughens with goose bumps. “Now open those pretty lips for me.”
Tilting his head back, he slowly parts his mouth, and I gather a little of his release from the table before bringing it closer to his face. His tongue darts out, swiping at my fingers carefully, and I shove them further on his tongue. He gasps, making a small choking sound the deeper I go, and as I pull out, he licks and slurps me clean.
“Look at you. So hungry for everything I have to offer. Ready for more?”
He nods, whimpering softly as his body shakes on top of me.
“I need to hear the word,pequeño.”
“Si. Por favor.”
Instead of responding with words, I fill his mouth with the rest of his cum, and this time he's more eager for it. Like a starved animal, he was already rushing toward me before I could reach him, wrapping his warm lips around my fingers and bringing them all the way in. His teeth graze my skin and his fingers wrap around my wrist as he holds me in place, sucking the rest of his cum down his throat.
As I try to remove my hand, he follows it, unable to separate his mouth from my skin, as if he'll wither away if he does. Tears well in his eyes when I finally leave his mouth empty and his body sags against me.
I rub my fingers over his stomach as I kiss the small star tattoo behind his ear. “It's okay, you're okay. Tell me what's wrong.”
“Nada,” he says, his voice trembling.
“The truth,” I demand, kissing the side of his face softly.
“I don't want to leave.”
My heart cracks and I wrap both of my arms around him. “I know.”
“Then let's stay.” He presses more into me, craning his neck so our eyes can meet. “Stay with me here forever.”
“We can't. You have to go back home and people know we're here. Your father will come looking for us in this room—”
His hair flops around his head as he shakes it. “No. I don't mean the room or even Mexico. I mean as we are now.” His fingers latch on to mine and he brings my hand to his lips. “Like this. Us.”
“I'm sorry,” I rasp. “I wish it were possible but you know it's not. Doesn't matter where we go. We'll always be found. No one will allow it.”
