“Together?” he asks.
“If you think you’re ever going to be out of my reach again, you’re mistaken.”
“Good.”
Rory clings to my side as I start the water, and he gets in the way as I take my clothes off, but I’m just as eager to be touching him. He starts shivering again when I undress him, but I need to make sure he’s okay, so I do a quick once-over of his smooth skin. His jaw is bruised but not broken, and he has some scratches along his shoulders, probably from when he climbed into that crate.
“I’m so proud of you.”
“Thank… Thank you…” He can barely get the words out, so I move us quickly to the tub.
Rory sighs in relief as the warm water relaxes both of us. We lie there chest to chest as I rub soothing patterns on his back, careful to avoid his injured shoulders.
I can’t believe I almost lost him. He’s become such an important part of my life in such a short time. Hell, I feel like my arms are empty unless he’s in them. My lap is cold without him on it.
“I’m sorry I let you get hurt.” I’ll never forgive myself.
His voice shakes when he answers. “You saved me.”
“Always, baby.”
“Will you play with my hole while I suck you?”
“Are you sure? You’ve had a very rough day?”
“I want your touch. I want to be as close to you as I can.” He pulls back and cups my cheeks so he can stare into my eyes. “I want you inside of me.”
“Fuck.” I shiver. “I’d like that very much.”
Good thing I bought some silicon lube. Rory latches on to my left nipple, and I’m distracted by the warmth and comfort of his mouth before I remember what I’m doing and coat my fingers with the lube.
It’s a little bit awkward to get to Rory’s hole from this angle, but I wouldn’t dream of disturbing him.
He needs this.
One finger easily slips inside, two is barely a stretch for him, but he tenses slightly when I get to three.
“Easy, rabbit.” My fingers twist to hit his favorite spot, and he bites my nipple with a groan of pleasure. “Good boy,” I praise and soon my fingers are moving in and out.
“I’m ready.” He gasps. “Please, Daddy. I want your cock.”
“Yes.” I hiss and coat my dick before removing my fingers. Rory whines at the loss, but he stills quickly when he feels my tip at his entrance. “Go ahead, baby. Take what you—” He slips down the first few inches so quick, I almost swallow my tongue. “Careful. Don’t hurt yourself.” My teeth grit together tightly in an effort not to come or thrust into my boy too roughly. His lips find my other nipple while he sinks down until he’s seated on my balls.He gently rolls his hips as he finishes his feeding, and it’s pure fucking torture to have him warming my cock and sucking my nipples.
“Baby?” I beg. “You’re killing me.”
“Then stop holding back.”
“Are you sure?” I punch my hips up, and he gasps.
“Yes. More.” My hands come to his hips, and I lift him up and down my aching dick. He starts bouncing with me and the tight heat of his channel is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
“Oh, god. That’s so good,” he wails, but then he pulls off my dick. I cry out at his loss but when he bends over the edge of the tub and spreads his cheeks with his hands in invitation, I slip in balls deep.
“You ready, rabbit?” I bite his neck gently, and he rolls his hips. “Fuck, I’m going to fuck you so good.”
“Yes,” he whimpers and then gasps as I shove all the way back in one smooth thrust. “Make love to me, Daddy!”
His words hit me like a slap in the face.
