Colson set it on the floor and pulled out a chair. “I think it’s probably best if I leave now. It’s been a full weekend, and I’m sure David wants to spend some alone time with you.”
Harper’s smile was frozen. “Is that really the reason, or is it that you’ve had enough of playing caretaker and you’re ready to leave?”
His heart sank as his anger rose. “Don’t be ridiculous. I loved every minute of the weekend, including all my time with David. But…” He faltered, his heart as cold as Harper’s empty eyes.
“But what?” Harper pressed.
“You saw when we were at Spumoni Gardens and I talked to David about how much I loved spending time with him. How I hoped he was okay with me being here all weekend with you.” He cast his eyes to the shadows on the floor. “When you went to get a box, I told him I loved you. He became agitated and upset. I figured it was better if I left and let you have some time together. Alone.” When Harper didn’t respond, Colson picked up his bag and rose from the chair. “Bye, David. Harper…call me?”
He’d crossed the kitchen, heading to the door, when he heard David cry out. He turned and saw that David’s hands were twitching, and he was swaying side to side. Harper had jumped to his side.
“It’s okay. Don’t worry. Everything’s fine.”
But David grew more agitated, his voice growing louder, his mouth twisted as if he were in pain. Tears flowed from his eyes. Despite his words only moments ago, Colson stopped.
“What’s wrong?” he asked Harper, who was frantically trying to calm David.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think he didn’t want you to leave.” Harper beckoned him. “Come here, please.”
Colson approached David, who watched him, and as he drew close, David quieted. Colson sat on the other side of his wheelchair. “Is Harper right, David? Do you want me to stay? Is that what you’re trying to tell me?”
Whimpering escaped from David’s lips, and…he smiled and made kissing sounds. Colson thought his heart would explode, and when he glanced at Harper, he knew the tears rolling down his face matched his own. Harper held out his hand in front of David’s chair and Colson took it, then placed them on top of David’s.
“Don’t leave us,” Harper whispered. “We both love you and want you to stay.”
“If that’s what you want.”
“We want it.” Harper turned his hand palm up, and squeezed his. “I need it.”
“I guess we should think about dinner, then?”
David’s hand twitched beneath theirs.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Waking up Monday morning with Colson naked and warm next to him made the start of the week a pleasure. It also wasn’t an impetus to get him out of bed. It was only a few minutes after five.
“Plenty of time,” he murmured, and when Colson sighed and snuggled in closer, Harper kissed his neck.
“What time is it?” Colson muttered.
“Time for me to make you feel good before I have to leave.” He swept his hand along the curve of Colson’s back and cupped a cheek. “I like this.”
Colson chuckled. “What? My butt? I know.”
Harper nibbled at his ear and throat while his fingers played along the cleft of Colson’s ass. “That’s a given.” He continued to trail kisses over Colson’s neck. “I meant waking up with you. Next to me.” He gripped Colson’s hard cock, and his fingers played up and down the hot shaft. “And this. I like this a lot. I’d like it in my mouth.”
“Oh Jesus,” Colson choked out as Harper followed his words with action. “Yeah, I think we like the same things.”
With his lips wrapped around Colson’s rigid length, Harper slid lower until his nose touched Colson’s wiry pubic hair. He rose up, his tongue working the smooth crown, lapping up the precome and tickling into the slit. Colson writhed under him, fingers clutching at the bedsheets.
“God, I love seeing you like this.” Harper sucked him to the root. Colson’s hips bucked, and Harper increased his pace, feeling Colson’s dick swell between his lips. Saliva dripped from his mouth, and his heart thundered. “You’re gorgeous in my bed.”
“Fuck, Harper,” Colson groaned and thrust up. “I need you.”
Harper released him with a juicyplop.“Yeah? You want this?” He rubbed his aching dick and reached for the condoms and lube on the bedside table. He slicked himself up, Colson watching him with avid, hungry eyes.
“Yeah, come on.” Colson widened his legs, but Harper grabbed them and pushed them to his shoulders.
