Would I move heaven and earth to protect him from their fucked-up influence? Hell to the yes. But I’d watched my own mom go through that kind of bullshit with the loser I didn’t bother to claim as a father, and I knew firsthand that nothing would really end until Sean found it in him to tell them to fuck off himself.
Well, himself plus maybe a little nudge from me.
He was so damn smart with school stuff, but so damn innocent and… andshelteredwith everything else, so while it may have been his fight, fuck if I was gonna let him go into battle on his own.
“Damn, did you even move an inch?” I asked, sitting down on the bed next to him.
I already knew the answer, and sure enough, pretty little Sean shook his head as I grabbed his hand, peeking up at me shyly with one of those please-tell-me-I-did-good smiles of his.
I could do that.
“You’re fucking perfect, you know that, right?” I said, doctoring up his cut finger real quick. “Always doing what I say. Love how good you are for me all the time, baby.”
He ducked his head down, but not before I saw how the praise made his smile turn fuckingradiant.
“You didn’t have to do that,” he said once I finished, wiggling his bandaged finger a little as a pretty pink blush spread across his face, that smile I was so fucking addicted to still hovering around his mouth.
I tipped his chin up to face me and winked. “What did I tell you, sweetness?”
“Um,” he said, eyes going wide like he wasn’t quite sure what I meant.
“Told you I’d take care of you,” I reminded him before he could start to worry about not coming up with the right answer.
Did I know my boy? Hell yeah, I did. And the flip side of that eager-to-please part of his personality was some serious stress and anxiety whenever he thought he wasn’t doing what I wanted. If I was a dick, it would mean I’d know just how to fuck with him… but even though I most definitelycouldbe a dick at times and might-have-I-mean-definitely-would-have gone there with anyone else just for shits and giggles, there was no way I’d do that to sweet little Sean. Not ever.
“Now you gonna keep on being good for me and let me take care of you a little more?” I asked, my cock impatiently reminding me that I hadn’t brought him back here just to play doctor.
“I always want to be good for you,” he said breathlessly, blinking those big baby blues at me as if he couldn’t believe he even got the privilege.
I pulled him onto my lap and kissed him for that. Music to my ears no matter how many times I heard it. And had I said I wasn’t a fan of kissing? Pretty sure the alien mind-control had warped that for me, too.Nothingwas sweeter than Sean’s mouth, and if my cock hadn’t needed some goddamn relief from having waited all damn day to get close to him again, I probably could have kept right on doing forever.
He moaned into my mouth, practically wrapping himself around me again, and kissing suddenly wasn’t enough. “I want this shit off,” I growled, ripping my mouth off his and starting to strip him down by taking his shirt off for him. “Been picturing you naked all day.”
Naked and panting for me.
Naked and choking on my cock again.
Naked and looking back at me over his shoulder while I plowed into that ass I couldn’t wait to own.
I groaned, running my hand down all the smooth skin I’d just bared and popping the button on his jeans open. I needed them gonenow.
“You… you thought about me today?” he asked, lifting his hips to help me with that mission.
“Sean, seriously?” I asked, laughing at the total absurdity of the question as I finally got what I wanted—all his clothes out of my fucking way—and laid him out on the bed for my viewing pleasure.
Fucking gorgeous.
“Did I think of you today?” I repeated, licking my lips as I watched his pretty little cock start to drip precum onto his smooth stomach. It was so hard it was pointing straight up toward his belly button, but instead of lying flat, it kept twitching and jerking, begging for attention.
Formyattention.
“Do you honestly think there’s a single fucking day—” a singlehour, “—that Idon’tthink about you?”
“Um, I—” Sean started to answer.
I pushed his thighs apart and knelt between them. “That was rhetorical, baby,” I said before leaning down to suck the smooth head of his cock into my mouth.
“Tyson,” Sean shouted, jackknifing up on the bed as his hands flailed for purchase. Then, those pretty blue eyes of his fluttering closed as a look of pure, undiluted bliss spread over his face, he sank back down with the sexiest fucking breathy sigh. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.”
