“Nothing,” I said, leaning into my big hockey player.
“Liar,” he whispered into my hair. “You’ve been off for a little bit. What's bothering you?”
Did I tell him I was leaving? I really hadn’t decided, but I knew myself, come January I would run because that's what I did.
“I got a call?—”
“Hey!” Jude walked to us with a big smile on his face.
His cheeks were flushed, snow had started to slowly fall and as he walked to us, I didn’t have the heart to tell them yet. Jude and Webber loved Christmas. I couldn’t ruin it for them. After the holidays, I’d tell them and deal with the aftermath then.
“Hey, Princess,” I said, pulling him in for a hug.
“Hey, Stud Muffin,” he sighed, hugging me.
“Hey, Baby,” Webber said, kissing Jude whose cheeks immediately went red.
“Sammy, not here,” he said, kissing him back.
“Innocent,” I whispered, kissing his cheek. “First you want to be claimed and now you’re shy?”
Jude huffed adorably.
“Come on, get some hot chocolate and we can look around,” Webber said, grabbing Jude’s hand who grabbed my own, pulling me with them.
“The lights are the best part,” Jude said.
A child-like wonder gleamed in his eyes which made me smile as I followed them. I needed to enjoy what I had, live in the moment because lord knew, I never did stuff like this when I was alone. Memories like these would keep me going in the next town and the next.
“Forest, open the damn door, now,” Jude growled as he rubbed my cock.
“Stop rubbing my fucking cock, Princess,” I moaned into his neck, dropping his house keys for the second time.
“Fuck, move out of the way,. Webber pushed us out of the way.
I snarled, pulling Jude towards me. Our mouths clashed together in a passionate kiss. The jacket I was wearing was making me feel too hot and not close enough to Jude. I unzipped my jacket, doing the same to Jude so when we entered the house, we could shuck them off and I could feel his skin that much quicker.
Webber opened the door, and I immediately bent down to pick up Jude who wrapped his legs around my hips. Webber closed the door behind us, helping us take off our boots and jackets hurriedly and I went straight to the bedroom, hoping Webber wasn’t too far behind us. I had this need to be insideone of my men now, preferably Jude. I had fucked Webber a few times, but Jude and I had never fucked. I needed to remedy that before I left, I needed to know what he felt like.
I dropped Jude on the bed, grabbing him by the jeans, yanking him to the edge of the bed, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans quickly. Jude helped me yank them off along with his underwear and before I could take them all the way off, I swallowed his cock.
“Fuck, Daddy,” Jude whimpered, thrusting up into my mouth, making me gag.
I relaxed my jaw and took as much of his member as I could, swallowing around the head of his cock.
“Shit!” he cried out.
I pulled off his cock, took a deep breath, and looked up at Jude who appeared seconds away from coming.
“You trying to make the night end before it even starts,” he chuckled.
“Teaching you discipline.” I slapped his thigh, pulling off his pants. “You come when I tell you to come.”
“Not when you deep throat me like you want to take my soul out through my cock,” he said, stroking his cock as I kissed up his leg.
“I don’t care if you are on the verge of coming from getting fucked so good, where we hit your prostate with every thrust and one of us is sucking your cock like our life depended on it,” I said, grabbing Jude’s shirt and pulling him forward. “Daddy tells you to come and you ask when.”
I flipped him over to his stomach, spanking him just as Webber came into the room.
