LORENZO (40YRS)
I cut the call I’d been on, pocketed my phone and glanced at Rayden, lying on the seat opposite me with one hand tucked under his head, his phone in the other.Someone punch me in the nuts, please.This moment felt surreal, something I never thought would be possible. Me, in a limo on my way to see the queen of condemnation herself and I was taking Rayden with me. When I put my plan into place, Dario was against me bringing Rayden along until Remo said he’ll fuck anyone who touched Rayden.
“You okay?” I asked, wanting the sound of his voice to confirm it really was happening.
He shifted his gaze to me, his eyes sparkling with excitement and spreading my lips in a genuine smile I’d come to accept around him. “A little nervous, I guess.”
“Come here.” I patted the seat next to me. Stuffing his phone into his jeans pocket, he moved and without asking, slid down on the seat, placing his head on my lap. I loved that he took liberties with me. It confirmed that he was comfortable with us being a couple. I slid a hand over his stomach and he covered mine with his. “You know I won’t let anything happen to you, right?” He nodded, opened his mouth to say something then closed it again. “It’s okay, you can say it.”
His pink lips curled at the corners. “I love you,” he said, stealing the breath from my lungs.
This being the first time he’d said the actual words, it caught me by surprise. I opened my mouth, but no words came out. I took a deep breath, slowing down my heart rate. “What did you say?” I whispered.
His face creased into mischievous smile. “Are you hard of hearing, old man?” I cocked a brow and he chuckled. “I love you,” he repeated, his voice low and husky, dragged out the words, emphasizing his sincerity.
The declaration settled in my chest, twisting my insides in a way I couldn’t explain. There was just something about this young man who appeared so relaxed and ready to walk into my world, that made my heart swell. A notion, I never saw coming, despite him bending every single one of my rules.
Those emerald greens searched my face, waiting for me to respond. The air grew thick between us. We’d shared Zena and another woman after her, yet the sexual tension between Rayden and I when we were alone, ignited an arousal like no other. While I’d gone down on him and made him see stars, according to him he’d never asked if he could fuck me. Given his brash personality, I expected him to demand it.
Leaning forward, I pressed my mouth to his, inhaling his spicy scent, pilfering the air he breathed and slipped my tongue between his lips. I moaned at the taste of him and he slid a hand up to cup the back of my neck, while I assaulted his mouth. Every time I kissed him, felt like the first. It was hot, heavy, left me reeling, and desperate for more. I said it once before, and I’d admit a thousand times more. Rayden Princeton had me by the fucking balls, and I would do nothing to change that.
After slowly pulling myself away, I ran my thumb over his swollen lips. “My love for you is infallible, Rayden, always was and always will be,” I whispered, loving the feel of the plump thickness beneath the pad of my thumb. He frowned. “Is something wrong?”
He didn’t answer and while I watched in confusion, he sat up, pulled out his wallet from his back pocket and opened it. He retrieved something and held it out. “Was this meant for me.”
This time, I frowned and took the piece of paper. I opened it and immediately recognized the note I’d had someone leave in his locker after he and Zena escaped. “You kept it?” I asked. He nodded. “Did you doubt the words?”
He nodded again. “I thought you were talking about the girlfriend Zena mentioned. Although I didn’t understand the heartbreak part and I figured you referred to the car when you said I must take care of it.”
Laughing, I raked a slow hand through my hair, not believing the love I held for this boy. I pulled him back down to lie on my lap. “Dependable, unfailing, watertight, surefire, perfect. Those are just some of the meanings of infallible, Rayden. The note was only for you about you. That morning you escaped, I knew I’d never love another and even though us sleeping together might’ve been considered wrong, I knew in my heart my love for you would be infallible. And while you broke my heart by leaving, somehow, I believe we’d meet again. Dario calls it serendipity.” I shook my head on a small laugh. “And asking you to take care of what would always be mine, wasn’t the car because I knew you’d be mine forever.”
“So many fucking years wasted.” He scowled and fingered the leather band on his wrist.
I brought his hand to my lips and kissed it. “Don’t look at it as wasted years, look at it as the strength of our love. It was never insta-love, it tested time and at the end of nine long years, you’re still mine.” I was beginning to believe Dario’s shit about serendipity and made a mental note to tell him. Rayden smiled, rolling his head around my lap, teasing my hard cock and forcing another groan. “Fuck, Rayden, why did you have to choose a moving limo to voice what I’ve been longing to hear?
“You did say it’s a full forty-five-minute drive, didn’t you?”
I frowned, then his words registered and before I could stop him, he dropped to the floor, spread my legs and slipped between them. When he reached for the zipper on my pants, his knuckles grazing my stiff cock, I groaned.
I stilled his roving fingers and inched my head closer to his. “Why have you never asked to fuck me? Even when Zena wanted you to, you refused.”
It was long a silent moment before he mumbled, “I respect you too much to have you submit to me.”
His words took me by surprise. “Submission doesn’t make you weak, Rayden.”
“I know, but...” he trailed off.
“But,” I gently pushed. Getting to him to open to me had become an enjoyable feat.
His green eyes shone against his flushed cheeks as he looked up at me. “I like the way you control me. I liked what you do to me. As fucking crazy as it sounds, I feel empty when I’m not around you. You give me strength and it’s all that matters, for me.”
“I don’t need to control you, baby boy, I just have to kiss you to make you do what I want.” I rubbed my nose against his.
“Is it also fucking crazy that I like that too?”
“What?”
“That you call me baby boy and treat me like one.”
