Colin (Daddy for Christmas 2)

12. Rourke

Chapter twelve

Rourke

Today wasn’t going to be full by any means. I went for an early run, which often helped clear my head and let me focus better. I needed my assistant to set up conference calls with the teams running my businesses to help determine what the next year would look like. Other than that, nothing.

Ending my run at the front of the house, I went in and made a blueberry protein shake. It turned out pretty tasty. “Mmm…” I grabbed a towel and headed outside, thinking a dip in the pool would be great when I finished my shake.

I noticed immediately that the hot tub was running, so I headed over. Colin was in it, which was fabulous, but he was holding a wine glass, and a bottle was sitting on the sidewall. “Hey, Colin. What’s going on?”

“I know. Day drinking.” He held up his glass. “Sorry, I got it from your wine case.”

“That’s not a problem. Can I join you?”

He spread his arms out. “Your tub.”

I got in and set my drink down beside the wine bottle. “So what’s wrong?”

“I was fired. Well…let go. Not for performance or anything. The owners decided to cut back.”

“That sucks.”

“Yeah. Totally. And now I don’t know what I’m doing. At all.”

“You should take time and think about it. You know you’re good here, right?”

Colin stood and dropped his trunks. “Fuck me. That’s all I’m good for. At least that will pay the rent.”

What the ever-loving fuck? That pissed me off. “You do not sell yourself to me or anyone. You’re not a whore. And that is not what I’m after.” How many times did I have to tell him that? I took a deep breath to calm myself. He had been drinking. And it had been a stressful day, and it wasn’t even noon. “Colin, baby, you’ll figure this out. And I’m here for you.”

Colin pulled up his trunks and sat back down, but tears were in his eyes. I hated seeing him like this, but I wanted all of him, including this part. I turned him to face me and kissed his eyes, one at a time. “Shh… baby.” He nuzzled closer and gently kissed me. It didn’t take long before it turned hot and passionate. He crawled over me, begging for more with his lips and tongue, water dripping from him and soaking the bottom strands of his hair. Delicious. Vulnerable and needing comfort.

“Come on. Get out.” I stepped out first and grabbed my towel. Apparently, Colin hadn’t brought one, so I wrapped him up in mine, then bridal carried him into the pool house through the door he had left open.

Marching straight into the bedroom, I laid him down, then stripped his wet shorts off. I tossed them and mine into the bathroom, where they fell onto the floor with a splat. Then I kissed him again and slowly worked my way down his throat and collarbone, tasting chlorine on his skin and not caring. “I want to make love to you, Colin. I want to worship your body and pamper you. Make you feel so good.”

He whispered, “Okay.”

“Do you have lube and condoms here? Tell me I don’t have to go all the way to my room for that.”

“No. I do. There.” He pointed to his side table. “Andy gave them to me, just in case.”

“Good job, Andy.”

“Mmm. Yeah. I guess.”

“Are you okay with this?” I tossed a condom on the bed beside his hip and brought the lube with me as I crawled between his legs.

“Yes. Please.”

I was going back on what I’d said about not fucking him until he moved in with me, but Colin needed an exception. Needed to know how much I cared and worshipped him. I started with kissing him, tasting the wine he’d drunk. “Colin? How much did you drink? I don’t want to take advantage here.”

He sighed. “I was only on my second glass. I’m not drunk. And I’ve been wanting this. Please, Rourke.”

“You’re wonderful, Colin. Don’t be sad. This will all work out.”

“Does that mean you’re not fucking me?” He spread his legs, letting me slip down between them.

“I’m not fucking you. I need to make love to you.”

“Love?”

“Yes, Colin. We may not be there yet, but I’m falling hard. And you are so worthy to be loved.”

Colin nodded, but he didn’t look sure. His hazel eyes were dark, pupils blown, and his hair fanned out around him. He looked like an angel, and a part of me felt I had no right to touch him. Then he said, “I’m falling too. I think I have been since I first saw you.”

My stomach jumped right up into my throat. “Alright. I’m going to make you feel so good.”

I ran my hand over his chest and flicked at his nipples, one at a time. Colin hissed at the feel, but I didn’t linger. Instead, I kissed his stomach, making him chuckle. I slid lower and nuzzled his hip bone. He had slimmed down some since we first met, but I hoped that wouldn’t continue. I liked his softness. His imperfections were perfect. I silently vowed to feed my boy more. Then, I continued my quest.

Moving to Colin’s cock, I mouthed over his frenulum. He squirmed and moaned, so I did it again before flattening my tongue and licking over it and to his crown. I sucked him down and back. “Does it feel good?”

“Yes. God yes.”

I lavished more attention on him with my tongue and hands and fingers until he thrust his hips off the mattress. I spent time prepping him until he begged for more, and I sat back to slide the condom over my cock. After adding more lube, I pressed my head against his hole. Colin grabbed his knees, pulling them toward his chest. Before I pushed in, I leaned between his legs and kissed him again, long and slow. I reached down between us and held my cock firm as I entered him without breaking our kiss. Colin moaned in my mouth, letting me swallow his emotion.

He felt like heaven around me. Well, if heaven was a hot, wet paradise squeezing my cock so perfectly. Perhaps it was. “Colin…” My lips moved down his throat to the crook of his neck, where I nipped and sucked while moving in and back out in short but slow jabs until I was completely seated.

“Fuck…Rourke.” He made my name sound like a passionate roar. “So full.”

“Mmm…so hot.”

“Move. Fuck me. Now…”

Based on his words, I pulled out nearly as slow as I’d pushed in. Then back. Quickly, it turned from a leisurely glide to a frantic pace. My balls pulled up tight. “You feel too good. I’m gonna…”

Colin grunted and reached between us, grabbing his cock. “Give me room.”

I leaned up on my hands to do as he asked, so he could jack his cock, but it made my situation worse. The new angle gave me more purchase. I pounded harder as Colin lifted his ass a little more off the bed. “There. There…” he panted. I must have hit his spot because suddenly, the grip on my cock tightened, Colin moaned loudly, and his cum shot out over his chest. The orgasm I was trying hard not to chase came barreling down on me—tables turned.

My body froze up as I came hard. The moment felt like hours as Colin trembled beneath me and stars exploded behind my eyes. I couldn’t remember a more satisfying completion.

Colin reached up with one hand and wrapped his fingers around the back of my neck. He pulled me down to him and I nuzzled under his chin.

“Damn, Rourke.” Colin ran his fingers through my sweaty hair. “That was spectacular.”

“Yes, it was.”

“Why the fuck did you make me wait so long?”

“I’m stupid.”