As pleasure built, I slowed my pace. “Do you want to continue this way, or do you want me to fuck you?” Right now, I’d be happy with either.
“This feels pretty good, not going to lie, but I sort of want you inside me.” The corner of his lips raised. “Is that what you want?”
It might be time I gave him what he wanted. I nuzzled his ear and said, “I’ll fuck you then. It’s time for you to call the shots.” Leaving our cocks, I crept my hand lower and slipped my fingers into his crack, then circled his hole. It clenched against my fingertip.
“Yeah, God, I need it.” He lifted his knees higher. Inside a growl, he said, “Really fucking need it. Need you.”
Quickly, I squirted more lube on my fingers and slipped one inside him, rubbing it against his prostate while biting his earlobe.
With a gasp, he shivered under me and slapped his hands on my ass, leaving a sting. “Do you want me to spank you while you do it?”
“Fuck…yes.” My cock jerked and spilled precum. It had become a thing. I didn’t know why, and I sure as hell wouldn’t analyze it now. Sneaking a second finger inside him, I bit his neck and pumped my fingers, opening him for me.
He gave me another quick slap, and my balls drew up as sensation rocketed through me. Fucking hell, I might come before I got inside him if he kept this up. Panting, I said, “Wait, wait for me to put it in.”
“Do it. I’m ready.” Grabbing his knees, he pulled them up and sank his teeth into his lower lip.
With a quick nod, I added more lube to my dick, and I repositioned, pushing my cock against his hole. “Open up for me, babe.” I hovered over him on my elbow and took him in—his blue eyes darkened, and blond hair sprawled across the pillow, the hint of stubble on his jawline and above his lips. “You’re a damn attractive man, you know that?”
With a slow smirk, he said, “So I’ve been told.”
As my cock slowly worked inside him, his tight heat shot shivers across my skin. “Oh, God.” As I came to my senses, I said, “Who told you that?”
His brows tensed, and he gasped. “You have. You’re the onlyone that matters, anyway.” Grabbing the back of my head, he smacked my ass and claimed me with a hungry kiss, his tongue penetrating me as my dick fully lodged inside him.
I stopped for a moment, letting a wave of stinging sensation pass through me. “Damn right I’m the only one.” As I smirked, I moved my hips, my dick gliding into and out of his hole while I pressed my cheek against his.
His breath hitched, and he wrapped his legs around my hips, hooking his ankles. “Faster, babe.”
“Yeah?” I kissed his cheek and nibbled his jawline, sensation heightening to the raw edge. I wouldn’t last, but it didn’t matter. We had more than a week of being together with nothing to distract us. “F-fuck…” As I thrust into him, climax teased me, and my body trembled.
“Babe, are you close?” He snuck a hand between us and stroked his leaking cock.
“Y-yes, so damn close.” I fought to hold off the inevitable while writhing over him, my cock growing more sensitive with each roll of my hips. “Fuck, gonna come.” As pleasure engulfed me, my dick pulsed, shooting my cum inside him in intense waves. I shuddered with each one and panted against the side of his head, sparks bursting behind my eyes.
With deep moans, he shuddered below me and arched his back. Hot cum splashed across our chests. With one arm, he held me impossibly close while he pumped his cock through his orgasm, his hole clenching around me.
As it calmed, he chuckled against the side of my head, his tense body relaxing. “Goddamn, that was amazing as usual.” He kissed my cheek and brushed his palm across the back of my head. “I love you, Colton.”
“I love you too.” Laying my cheek on his chest, I curled my arm around his shoulder. Snuggling with him always felt so comforting and safe. Nothing could touch me here, not even the horrific memories of my mother’s death. He made me whole andhealed all my wounds. I closed my eyes as exhaustion overtook me.
“Babe, hey.” He shook me gently. “Don’t fall asleep on me like this. We need to clean up and put something on first. We’re in my parents’ house, remember?” He let out a soft laugh.
“Oh, yeah.” Damn, I had almost fallen asleep. “Shit, okay.” With a sigh, my dick slipped out, and I lifted off him. “But we’re cuddling all night.”
“Of course we are.” He gave me a warm smile.
The next daywas Christmas Eve, and Tex had informed me it was the family tradition to exchange presents after the meal, while tomorrow we’d open our stockings from Santa, who was really Tex’s mom. As I sat on the couch in the family room sipping a Mexican hot chocolate, I noted the three stockings hanging on the wooden fireplace mantle. Tex’s mom had made me one. They’d fully included me in the family and damn, it felt nice. We were having a Tex-Mex Christmas Eve with assorted tamales and a chicken tortilla casserole, since tomorrow we’d have my mother’s roast beef.
“My brother should be here any minute.” Tex, sitting beside me, sipped his own Mexican hot chocolate from a mug, which included tequila along with cinnamon and cayenne pepper—a recipe Dante had suggested when we’d visited him.
As if on cue, the front door opened. “Knock, knock. Honey, I’m home,” a male voice said from the front room.
Betsy checked the oven. “Will? We’re all in the family room.” As a smile swept across her face, she sauntered into the front room. “Travis, come and greet your brother.”
“Ugh.” With a roll of his eyes, Tex set his mug on the coffee table and stood. “Come on, it’s time for you to meet Will in person. Don’t listen to most of what he says. He likes to teaseme, especially when I have a boyfriend around.” He threaded his hand in mine and led me past the kitchen.
Will strolled toward us carrying bags of presents, his smile growing wider as he focused on us. He was two inches shorter than Tex and probably one-hundred pounds lighter, but had similar blue eyes and blond hair. “Little bro, you’ve gotten even bigger since the last time I saw you, damn. What is Colton feeding you?” He side-hugged Tex, patting his back, and then turned his attention on me. “Colton, I’m so glad someone thought he was worth having.” He held his arm out. “Hug?”