Bah Humbug (manxman) A Christmas Romance NanoWrimo 2014

Dedicated to my cousin Dahlia, who loved the holidays like no other. Rest in Peace cuz, you are with your Mom now, xoxo*

Whoever said that money can’t buy you happiness hit the nail smack dab on its head. Ellis Carrington had made his millions before the age of twenty. His internet site was almost an overnight success. The patented domain, hotexpectations.com was the main go to social site for gay men to meet and mingle; a very exclusive member’s only website that the gay and bi-curious Sugar Daddies discreetly used to hook up with the Sugar Babies of their dreams.

Now ten years later with thousands of matches making him one of the wealthiest bachelors out there, Ellis is now 34 years old and very much alone at the top of his world. And now with the holidays fast approaching and with all the festivities that accompanied them, it just seemed to rub salt deeper into the gaping wound of his lonely heart. Especially Christmas, that day only served to remind him of just how alone he was and he vowed to skip the tortuous celebrations this year altogether. All those happy people putting themselves in debt buying gifts, all the music, and decorations, and especially all the loving happy couples and loving families on every corner you turn.

That was Ellis’ plan until one frigid evening after leaving his office; his driver and car nearly plowed over a little vagrant crossing the street with stunning green eyes. Ellis’ heart may be a little jaded but he was human, and he stopped to make sure the boy who was swimming in his much larger threadbare jacket hanging almost alarmingly off his slender frame. The little beauty was protectively clutching a little collection pot for the homeless. And something inside of Ellis had to make sure the young man was alright. Little did Ellis realize that he just literally ran into his Christmas Miracle…There will be no Bah Humbug for him or his little street urchin this year. 

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

(The delicious David Gandy as my idea of Ellis Carrington––––>)

Chapter 1

 

“Good morning, Mr. Carrington. I have several messages that you will need to address as soon as possible. I forwarded the emails that you need to answer into your inbox and the remainder you can peruse at your at your earliest convenience, they are in their usual place in your read later bin. Also I am pleased to inform you that the interview with the Daily Review reporter of the latest matched pair from the website, Evan and Matthew went swimmingly last night. The only other piece left to do is the interviews of the available sugar babies. And that will take place over the weekend.” Stephanie finally finished her morning spiel as she came to a halt in the middle of my pristine gray on white office suite.

Stephanie is my Personal Assistant; a really gorgeous woman with her mahogany curls that she usually kept swept back into a no nonsense bun, and her intelligent bright blue eyes flashed her intelligence for all to see, just added to her delicate beauty. She wasn’t particularly tall, but she had curves that had the men in the building often taking a second sometimes third glance in her direction. She would have definitely caught my eye if I swung for her team, but I liked my bed partners slender, pretty, smooth, and with an impressive blushing cock.

 But none the less she has been with me since my business; hotexpectations.com became successful enough to take over the penthouse suites of city’s prestigious downtown Magnate Building. My office space alone took up almost half the floor with a sweeping view of downtown and all its flashy billboards, the high end shops, and office buildings as far as the eye can see.  My ever efficient PA usually began her day long before I set foot into the building and wound up trotting behind me from the moment I stepped off my office’s private elevator and entered my inner sanctum.

She took my coat, my scarf, and my gloves from me and hung them in the coat closet behind the office door. I shrugged out of my dark gray Brooks Brothers suit jacket and hung it on the back of my chair before taking a seat behind the massive desk and picking up my already waiting steaming cup of coffee, taking that first blissful sip the gourmet roasted beverage. I thought to myself that I must remember to give the woman a raise, not only was she extremely efficient she took care of me like a wayward little brother most times.  Stephanie was one who wasn’t intimidated by my brooding personality or my rapid fire mood swings.

And even though, I didn’t feel like smiling about anything this morning, I made sure to thank her with a bright smile plastered on my face. I dismissed her until further notice, but at the last minute I asked her retreating form to hold my calls and close my office door behind her for the time being.  I just needed a minute to clear my mind in order to get down the task of taking care of my business.

Needing to regroup after last night, I had held on to the high hopes that the little blonde I had over would have been able to fill the ever growing void of whatever this funk was that has been pulling me down over the last couple of months, but he didn’t. Oh, I don’t blame the pretty little thing. He had allowed me to whatever it was I wanted to that hot little body of his, and he had taken a brutal fucking without complaint. But as soon I my slid my dick out of that tight little bubble butt, the emptiness within me returned with a vengeance. And I had sent him on his merry little way with a promise to give him a call that I was never going make.

You would think that running a business that matched people into intimate romantic relationships all the time that I would be living my own happily ever after as well. But I wasn’t, I haven’t been able to find the one person that was attracted to me for anything other than my bank balance or my looks.  I wanted someone to see that I was a person with very human feelings on the inside, someone capable of being hurt and alone even though I was supposedly living the American dream. My money could buy me anything that my heart desired, but it couldn’t help me find the person that would fill the empty slot in my life, my home, and my heart. And fuck it, I just gave up looking altogether and filled my nights with unknown body after body to scratch whatever itch I may have had at the time.

I sighed deeply and tried to shake off my melancholy mood. With my coffee cup still in hand, I swiveled around in my chair and peered through the floor to ceiling windows at the busy city square twenty-five stories below my office. All I could really see were those damned flashy ass Christmas decorations that were going up all over the city since Thanksgiving passed a week ago. It was bad enough with the traffic being detoured for the fucking yearly parade, but now the frenzy of Christmas was slowly taking over the hustle and bustle of the busy city; all those festivities were just another reminder that there was no one other than the people under my employ for me to celebrate the holidays with and no one special for me to spoil with presents and the like.

Hell, of it wasn’t for the fact that every restaurant that you could think of was open in the city despite whatever holiday it was, I would have spent Thanksgiving by myself or being coddled by Stephanie’s family yet again. My mother had long since passed away and my father never laid eyes on me. The unknown man took off the minute my mom had told the bastard she was pregnant. She had single handedly raised me, but cancer had taken her from me long before I was able to lavish my wealth on her. I was alone since the ripe old age of nineteen and I have remained so to this very day. Yeah, I should be happy as hell to be a bachelor, responsible for no one other than myself, but I am not. I want someone to share all of this with, what is it worth if I just  went home day after day to an empty mansion, to take exotic trips alone, with no one to talk to, and someone to share my problems and my triumphs.

“Bah….” I groaned out loud and swiveled my chair back around to face my desk. I slammed the now empty cup down on the lacquered surface and began going through my messages. I answered all my emails, and I gathered the notes on the calls Stephanie needed to return today. I was just signing my signature on the last document when I heard her tentative knock on my door.

“Yes, come in.” I answered as she opened the door and made her way over to my desk. Her fashionable heels clapped against the marble floor as she made her way to the leather chairs in front of my desk.

“Hey boss, the Daily Review sent over a copy of the taped interview last night, they plan to air it on Friday.” She informed me as she slipped a DVD onto my desk.

I sat back in my chair and tapped my Montblanc fountain pen against my bottom lip. “Why do you think that they chose this time of year over all the other times to conduct interviews about gay dating, and especially rich older gay men dating younger less than wealthy men? I originally agreed to this fiasco because let’s face it, it’s wonderful publicity for the business, but I can’t help but feel that there is going to be some sort of negative repercussions stemming from it.” I voiced my fears to not only my PA, but my friend as well.

Stephanie flipped her dark chocolate tresses over her shoulder before she replied. “Ellis, you know as well as I do that there is always going to be negative reactions for several reasons. The main one is that hotexpectations.com is a homosexual dating site, and secondly it’s going to be perceived as an online engine that rich gay men are using to get younger more vulnerable men into the perverted clutches. That is why I encouraged you to allow this interview. Stop worrying, people are hearing in depth opinions and experiences from all sides, and all parties involved. The only thing I have a problem with the situation, is your refusal to be interviewed as well.”

I rolled my eyes at her; I should have known that she would bring up that topic yet again. “I am not going over this again. It’s bad enough it’s being said that I am running some kind of online brothel, and the good Church is tooting to all and sundry that I am leading wholesome young men onto a deviant path of money and sodomy. Now you want me to plaster my face out there for all those lunatics to see and paint a big ass target on my back. I am proud of my business, and like you said, all parties are adults and I am just providing the channel for people to meet other like minded people that are looking for whatever it is they are looking for together. I see no wrong in that, but evidently others do.” I let out a frustrated sigh.

“And to be frank as I possibly can, I don’t want my face out there, I don’t want to be publically known. I like the fact that I am able to run to my corner deli without being mobbed. I like the fact that I still have my privacy and I want to keep it that way. That’s why I pay you, my public relations department, and my teams of lawyers an obscene amount of money to be my public voice.” I finished as I handed her my now empty cup for a refill and the notes she needed to answer my remaining messages.

She held up her free hand, “Alright, alright, I will stop pushing you to do the interview and make it known to the network that there is no chance of them getting one.” Stephanie got to her feet and placed her free hand on her hip. “I understand where you are coming from and I will try not to pester you, but I still think as hot as you are you would make a wonderful face to the business.” She teased and I just waved her off, she was always telling me how handsome I was and how my hypnotic gray eyes were a wonderful contrast against my pitch black curls. Always regaling on the fact that I made a total package with my muscular body and my six four height being a bonus as well. Then I would in turn tease her that she was too much woman for me and that if I was so inclined, I wouldn’t be able to handle her. It was a long time joke between the two of us. And I am glad that she was my friend.

Stephanie just shook her head at me and reminded me about my afternoon appointments and a meeting with my board to discuss our recent financial requirements and donations we were planning to make this year to the local charities and group homes. But I felt this was as good a time any to get some lunch and unwind for an hour or so. I might as well watch the DVD interview to see what Matthew and Evan had to say about their experiences with the website. I buzzed Stephanie and had her order my lunch from the Italian Bistro across the street then I picked up the disc and made my way over to my entertainment console and loaded it into the Blu-ray player. I grabbed the remote and sat back down behind my desk and cued the show. I sat back and settled in to watch the one hour special report.

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

(male model Ed Marquezini as my idea of what Timothy looks like–––––>)

 

After splashing water on my face, I picked up my toothbrush and squeezed the Colgate gel onto the bristles of the brush and quickly brushed my teeth. I was running kind of late this morning. I didn’t have any classes today and I wanted to get my Christmas collection pot started for the orphanage as soon as possible. I still had to catch the bus across town and get a good spot in front of Macy’s well enough away from the Salvation Army collectors in order not to ruffle any feathers with my own fund gathering attempts. I should have started working the sidewalks on Black Friday in order to catch all those people willing to spend money on all the sales, and hoping their generosity spilled over to the less fortunate by dropping their loose change in my bucket. But I had to finish my mock up advertisement for my graphic design course for my grade before the semester broke for winter break.

I snatched the towel off the bar and dried the moisture from my skin and looked at my reflection in the mirror above the sink. I ran my hand over my jaw, I rarely needed to shave since any hair I grew on my face was fine and blonde anyway. I brushed my long blonde hair out of my face and tied it back into a ponytail and looked at my eyes. They were crystalline green, so pale they seemed almost translucent. People said that they were my most amazing feature, and since my eyes tended to take up a majority of my face, I hues they were right. I stood at only five feet eight inches tall and I was extremely slender, due to lack of food more than anything else, so I knew it wasn’t my physique that struck people on first glance in my direction.

 I had no clue if I got my features from my father or my mother since I was left barely a day old when I was left on the orphanage steps. The same place that I tried to collect money for  and the other abandoned kids every year since I turned eighteen, and I was literally pushed out of the system with a two hundred and fifty dollar check and a voucher section eight housing that helped me pay for my dingy little efficiency apartment.

Now, twenty years old and working part time as a dishwasher at Milano’s Bistro downtown along with my student loans, I was able to pursue my education and degree in computer graphic design. Hopefully once I obtained my degree things will look up for me. But I was thankful that I had a roof over my head, a few cans of Campbell’s chicken noodle soup in the pantry, along with a loaf of bread and water in the fridge. I was more than grateful for that, it could be way worse.

I ruffled my hair and trotted over to my meager closet and pulled out my heavy jeans, underwear, socks, and my second hand sweatshirt. I was glad for Mrs. Russell at the orphanage; she still helped me get clothes from the local thrift store. She knew the days where she could go and select the better options from the stuff people wanted to get rid of. Most times since I was so small, the clothes tended to be too big for me, but that was another thing I refused to complain about. They kept me warm; especially when the heating in my apartment decided to act up or just plain didn’t not to work at all. It can get pretty cold in there during the winter months, and the tiny space was positively sweltering in the summer.

Spinning around, I checked to make sure that I had everything that I needed, house key, wallet, and my pay as you go cell phone. I grabbed my little collection bucket with its lid and rushed out the front door, remembering to lock it before stumbling down the three flights of stairs. I stopped and shrugged myself into the too large fleece jacket I got last week. I pulled on my wool gloves and tucked my collection bucket under my arm before I plunged outside onto the busy sidewalk with the pedestrians moving at a fast pace to get where they were going and out of the frigid winds as soon as possible.

When I got to the bus stop and pulled out my metro card and checked my cash level. I had at least enough for a cup of tea or maybe I’ll stop by the Bistro for a cup of Rafael’s soup of the day since I was low on cash and a week away from payday. The head chef tended to feed me for free and I appreciated it, but didn’t make a habit of it or abuse his generosity too often. Crackers and chicken bouillon broth worked just as well too. But today it seemed that I had no choice. Once I boarded onto the lumbering bus, I was squished between a woman with her multiple tote bags and another elderly man. I made up my mind to stop at the restaurant where I worked as my first task of the afternoon and get something in my stomach and a mug of tea so I didn’t freeze myself to death while I was begging the good people of this city for their money.

The twenty minute ride did nothing to keep the warm air inside the bus, it felt like a meat locker inside the metal contraption. It was only reasonable I guess, seeing that the driver was only doing his job as he stopped every five minutes to let a multitude of people on or off the rumbling vehicle. And I was more than happy to see my destination coming up as the next stop. I stood up and prepared myself by holding onto the overhead bar for the sometimes forward jerking action as the bus barely rolled to a stop for the designated two minutes you had to jump on or off the mass transit.  The bus stopped right in front of the Magnate Building, an impressive concrete structure twenty-five or so stories tall with its gleaming windows shining in the mid afternoon sunlight.

It never ceased to amaze me that even when the sun was shining; it was still so flipping cold on the street level. It was most likely due to the fact that with all the narrow buildings clustered so closely together, the street acted like a wind tunnel for the cold air. The wind was a little crisper than usual today and I should have listened to the news to see if we were expecting snow anytime soon. I should have brought my other waterproof blazer with me just in case, but I just shrugged my shoulders, what is done is done.

 I pulled my woolen cap a little lower over my ears and walked over to the crosswalk, at this time of day, a person would seriously have to place their own lives in their own hands if they attempted to jaywalk across the busy streets. The cab drivers alone should be outlawed with the way the blatantly refused to follow even the simplest of traffic laws. The light turned green and he little man appeared on the crosswalk sign to indicate it was safe now to cross the road. I jogged along and kept up the masses of people as the crowd surged forward across the painted crosswalk. I had learned to keep up a long time ago, like I said, I didn’t have the sturdiest of bodies out there. And if I wasn’t paying attention, I was likely to get knocked over and trampled without someone so much as taking the time to look back to see if I was dead or alive. Ah…Living life in the big city, you gotta love it.

Making it safely to the other side of the street, I turned right and headed for the Bistro, I came up to the delivery alley and I checked out the area before venturing down the narrow pathway. I always entered through the back entrance so that I didn’t have to trudge through the dining room. But this was the city and one couldn’t be too careful when going down a deserted alley. I got to the door pulled out my wallet to get my employee badge, a card we used to get inside back door by swiping the security scanner, and I quickly zipped inside and welcomed the warmth and the scents rich tomato sauce and roasted garlic of the super busy kitchen.

Tucking the collection pot under my arm, I used my teeth to pull of my gloves and advanced my way into the kitchen making sure to stay well away from the prep areas. Rafael would have a conniption if I tainted his food. The big burley chef’s voice boomed out above the clanking of pots and chopping of vegetables as he barked orders out to the understudies while stirring a massive pot of soup on the burner in front of him. He turned around and caught sight of me standing off to the side of the kitchen trying to be as unobtrusive as I possibly can.

“Ah…Ciao Timmy, you are not scheduled to work today, little one.” His deep baritone boomed and I shook my head to answer him wishing I had left my hair down to hide my flushed cheeks.

“Um…No…I just stopped by to pick up a cup of soup and some tea to go.” I managed to mumble out the explanation. Conversing with people was usually hard for me. That’s why I loved to hide behind my computer screen as much as possible. I didn’t have to deal with people so much. I was shy by nature, and given the fact that I spent most of my time keeping my head down and staying out of mind and out of sight to survive all my life, it was a given that I was really awkward when it came to my social skills. I only talked to Mrs. Russell who practically raised me in the orphanage, my professors at school when necessary, and Rafael most times because he gave me no other choice.

 It was a challenge for me to go out into the holiday rush and try to collect money so the kids can have something new for Christmas. But I was determined for the children sake to have something for them to look forward to during a time when everyone else was privileged to have shiny pretty gifts and warm happy families at home. When I was one of those group home kids, I used to dream year after year that some nice couple would come and adopt me. I would watch all the Christmas specials on the little TV in the recreation room and wonder what it would be like to wake up on Christmas morning to a huge over decorated tree with a gazillion gifts underneath it waiting for me.

 I used to stare wide eyed at all the lights and sparkly things, and I could recite every Christmas carol from memory. And even if it wasn’t much, collecting enough to buy a small tree and have the kids decorate it with their home made decorations was enough for me. I even tried to get the twenty or so kids gifts, even it was the dollar store variety and I would lovely wrap each and every one of them so that they had the opportunity to rip something open on Christmas morning. I would do this just to see the joy on their faces even if I had to go without food in order to do it. The painful reminder of not being adopted and living on state allocated funds was enough drive for me to get over my fear of crowds and people to try to do something for the children that are now in the same boat that I used to be in.

“Well, little one, you have some to right place. I just finished my world famous minestrone, and I got gallons of beverages you can choose from.” Rafael barked and snapped me out of my thoughts as he hustled me towards the take out section. And despite my protests, he prepared one the largest container of soup he could find and a huge thermos of his vanilla bean tea for me. Everyone here was aware that I collected for the orphanage on my spare time every year and sometimes they were generous enough to bring in toys or donated their tips. It was really great of them, and I usually had to have the kids make them thank you cards to show their appreciation, which Rafael proudly displayed in the peg board in the hallway.

“Now, it is cold outside yeah, don’t stay out too long, and if it gets colder I expect you to come back inside and warm up, yes!” The robust chef and owner demanded and I nodded my head to answer him before he gave me a slap on the back that nearly knocked me off my feet and sent me on my way. I just shook my head and stuffed the thermos in the pocket of my coat. I trudged back through the kitchen and took a seat on the little bench right beside the door to enjoy some of the soup before going back out into the cold, the rest I would save for later. It was going to be a long day and I hoped it will turn out to be a fruitful one.

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

(Let it snow————>)

“Stephanie, I think we need to call it a day, the forecast calls for snow moving in this evening and it’s already started. I don’t want you caught out there if it gets bad.” I called out of my office door knowing she would hear me sitting at her desk that was situated right outside the open foyer.

“It’s barely four o’ clock in the afternoon.” She said as she came through the open door carrying a few file folders under her arm. “And we still have the minutes to go through from the meeting, and you need to sign off on these documents to allocate the funds for charities.” She said as she placed the files in front of me and turned to take a seat across from my desk.

“It’s nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow, call for the car and have Thomas take you home then have him return to the office for me. By the time he comes back I will have gone through these and have them ready for you tomorrow. The weatherman called for several inches of snow and sleet tonight and like I said, I don’t want you out in the mess. Hopefully it won’t be too bad and we can make our way into the office in the morning.”

She got up and the scent of her signature Dior perfume floated gently through the air surrounding her as she brushed an invisible speck of lint from her skirt. “Alright, I won’t refuse the gift of a free afternoon. For once, I can surprise Allen with a hot meal by the time he makes it home tonight.” She giggled like a school girl at the thought of surprising her long time boyfriend.

I just shook my head at her, “That sounds like a plan, don’t make no babies. I am not losing you for months to maternity leave.” I teased her as she blushed and waved me off before she sauntered out of my office to get ready to go home and pamper her man.

A wistful sigh escaped me, that was what I was craving, someone to go home to and surprise them with my early arrival home from work. Maybe we would order in some food and snuggle in on the sofa under plush throw blankets for the remainder of the night and watch the snow blanket the city from the panoramic view of my penthouse condo, instead of us traveling halfway across the city to my house. But that wasn’t the case for me. I knew that when I set foot out of the office tonight, I was going home to an empty house or an empty condo and the morose thought did nothing for my depressed mood.

“Goodnight Boss, don’t you stay here all night either. You were right about the weather, it’s already beginning to sleet outside, take a look.” She instructed as she pointed to the windows behind me and I swiveled around in my chair to see what she was talking about, and sure enough you could barely make out anything other than the electronic billboards the snow started coming down hard enough to obscure the view of the streets below.

I swung back around to face her, and she had her tote bag on her arm and her purse over her shoulder. And Stephanie was buttoning her calf length coat. “Alright, make a trail then, and remember to tell Thomas to swing back and pick me up. I will be going to the condo tonight instead of the house. So you can reach me there if the cell service is acting up with all this snow. Oh, and call me so that I know you got home okay.”

She made her way over to me and pursed her lips to noisily peck a kiss on my cheek. “Alright worry wart, I will call you as soon as I open my front door, see you later. You should come home with me instead of the condo tonight.”

“For shame, and interrupt your dinner plans. No way, I will be fine, Mom.” I teased her as she straightened up and made her way towards the door.

“Whatever!  I will call when I get home.” She said as she disappeared towards the elevators.

I pulled the folders over towards me and opened the first one and pursued the numbers. These were our yearly charities that I donated to. My Chief Financial Officer thought I donated the obscene amount of money to the less than fortunate because it made a good tax write off, but for me, it was sharing my wealth and giving back to those that were less privileged than I am. I was once one of those latch key kids surviving off oodles of noodles and butter and Wonder Bread sandwiches while my mother worked two jobs to keep a roof over our heads and clothes on our backs. Never forget your roots, because that is where you came from. That was my motto.

I jumped when a particularly wet clump of snow blew onto the glass behind me. I closed the files and placed them in the drawer in my desk. It was time to make my way home, and the weather was deteriorating by the minute. I definitely didn’t want to fight the less than appealing city traffic to get home or spend hours trying to get the five blocks to my condo I kept here downtown for reasons like this one. I was just shrugging into my outer coat when my cell phone warbled on my desk. I made my way over to it to see Stephanie’s name flash across the screen, and I unlocked with a swipe of my finger to answer her call.

“I am home, and Thomas is making his way back to you, traffic is beginning to pick up so it may take him about ten minutes longer to get there.” She informed me and I thanked her for calling and wished her and her man a good evening.

Looking out the window again, I saw that it was really coming down outside now, the skies were gray and the puffs of wet snow where swirling around in the air, and I wondered if I had enough time to pick up a hot meal at the Bistro across the street; something hearty like some stew or a baked dish to enjoy tonight, just me and my solitude. Ugh…It’s time I stopped feeling sorry for myself. I thought as I made sure that everything was turned off and secure for the night.

Maybe I should take a few weeks off and go somewhere warm and tropical, find a few willing pretty boys and fuck them right through the holidays and into the New Year. Huh, the more I thought about it, was the more that plan sounded even better and better. The office will basically shut down in another week or so to give my employees time to spend the holidays with their families. Only the integral parts like Information technology and the calling service would be operational so I was going to have the time. I was going to have scout destinations tonight on the internet. At least I will have something to occupy my mind. I thought as my private elevator soundlessly carried me downwards in the building towards the lobby.

The lift dinged and the doors swooshed open to reveal the ornate marble tiles of the elegantly decorated lobby and security desk. I waved at the security guard behind the desk as I passed him and nodded my head as he wished me a safe ride home. And Thomas, God bless him, pulled up to the curb out front just as I stepped out into the frigid elements. “Fuck.” I mumbled as the wind blew what felt like a curtain of snow into my body. You could barely see an inch in front of you. The wind was raw and unyielding as I made my way across the almost deserted sidewalk towards my Jaguar sedan. I gingerly crossed the slick concrete and opened the back door of the car and was immediately hit with a gush of warm air billowing out of the vents in the vehicle.

“Damn, I hate winter time.” I mumbled under my breath and Thomas just chuckled as he turned on the blinker as he turned in his seat to try to see if there was oncoming traffic behind us. I was busy curling and uncurling my fingers in my leather gloves to relieve the cold when the car pulled forward only to surge to a stop with Thomas cursing a blue streak while the cabs behind us obnoxiously honked their horns.

“What happened, did we hit something?” I anxiously asked him as I tried to peer through the snow obscured windshield.

“No, I am sure I didn’t hit the person, but he seemed to have had a fright, Sir.” Thomas informed me and I groaned at the thought of getting back out into the snow to check on the dimwit who jumped in front of my car.

 I pushed the door opened and ignored the cursing cabbies behind us as I rushed around to the front of my car only to see a small person kneeling in the snow and shaking like a leaf. Shit, I hope Thomas didn’t hit them.

“Hey, are you alright?” I asked the shivering form as I knelt down beside them and put my hand on a very slender shoulder. Then it was like I was hit square in my solar plexus when that little pale face turned up towards mine, and the biggest prettiest set of shimmering green eyes I have ever seen looked innocently up into mine. Words fucking failed me and I lost all of my ability to think when those gorgeous pink lips parted to quietly whisper that he was sorry.

“Um…Can…can you stand, did the car hit you?” I managed to choke out as my thoughts thankfully came back online. The young man shook his beanie covered head and stared at the hand I offered him for a minute before he placed his little hand in mine and I helped him to his feet. He wobbled for a second and I so wanted to wrap my arms around his slender waist and pull him firmly against my body, but he was already skittish and I didn’t want to spook this beauty. Fuck, he was gorgeous, his hair flowed in a sleek ponytail down his back and even as pale as he was at the moment his skin was flawless, with those plump rose hued lips that just begged to be kissed.

 But I didn’t even know if this beautiful boy was gay, but I was going to make it my business to find out, and make sure that he was alright while I was doing it. Never in my life have I been so affected by a total stranger before, and I didn’t know if I liked it or not, but he was too tempting to send him merrily on his way. I had a deep seated need inside me to get to know this person, something was driving me to make him my sole focus and damned if I was going to fight it.

“There now, I am sorry if my driver scared you, but you do know it’s safer to cross these busy streets as the crosswalk.” And just as I said it another round of blaring horns and curses reached us standing there in the middle of the street, the snow was swirling, and my beauty was a shivering mess. I finally noticed that his coat was practically swimming around his body and he was desperately clutching a little red and white collecting bin to his chest.

Was he homeless and out here in this deplorable weather begging for money? Just the thought broke my heart into a million pieces as I studied his bowed head further. “Come on, I will give you a ride to wherever it is you want to go, my name is Ellis Carrington by the way, and I work right there in that building if it makes you feel safer to be come with me.” I gently coaxed him and he once again trained those stunning eyes on my face, I felt him shiver some more underneath my hand and I had to bite my tongue to keep my smirk off my face, it seemed that I had an effect on the young man, and it pleased me to no end to know that.

“Um…thank you I am fine, my name is Timothy Harris, and I was just going across the street to the Bistro to warm up and then go home. I am fine; your car just surged forward as I stepped off the sidewalk and gave me a scare, is all.” He whispered so quietly I had to bend to hear him through the healing of the wind and all the noise of the traffic.

“Well that is even better, Timothy, I was headed there myself for dinner, come let me treat you and apologize for my driver.” I said as I took his little hand and steered him towards my car. He seemed to hesitate so I stopped. “We can walk across the street; you don’t have to get into my car if it makes you feel better.” I again gently coaxed him and prayed that he would accept my offer.

“Um…okay, but I can’t stay long.” He accepted and I felt like I someone just gave me everything that my heart desired all rolled into this pretty little package standing in front of me. I tried to contain my smile as I held up a finger and asked him to wait while I leaned into the passenger side of the car and told Thomas to go on home. I will catch a cab home later. And hopefully I will have a guest with me, I thought as I turned back to my companion for the evening and ushered him across the street to the cozy little restaurant. My evening was definitely looking up.

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

  (The dining room inside Milano’s Bistro––––>)

“Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh.” Was the only thing that was running through my head as this God of  a man guided me through the snow towards the entrance of the  Bistro. Just moments ago I was so cold that I no longer felt the shivering of my body, that was until a huge car had surged forward from where it was parked at the curb and I saw my uneventful life flash before my eyes. I usually didn’t try to cross in the middle of the street, but I was trying to get inside in a hurry after spending all afternoon out in the elements. And when those brilliant headlights flashed in my face, my already lifeless legs just gave out from underneath me and I braced myself to be run over in the middle of cold mushy street like I was road kill. But the bumper of the sleek vehicle had come to an abrupt halt inches from my face and I thought that I was going to faint dead away.

Relief so great had washed over me and I almost sat down in the middle of the road and thanked God it wasn’t my day to meet him in heaven. Then everything including my basic brain function completely failed me when the most handsomest man I had ever laid eyes got out  of the expensive car and knelt at my side to ask me if I was okay, and to be honest I was a little shocked that he showed any concern for my welfare at all. Let’s face it, the people in this city tended to want to get where they were going and they wanted to get there quickly. They had little time or patience for any form of obstacles that may get in their way. If the man who introduced himself to me as Ellis Carrington had got out of his posh ride to cuss me out. I wouldn’t have batted an eye at that. But the man genuinely showed concern and even insisted to buy me dinner to apologize for scaring me. That in itself had me even more tongued tied than I usually am when it came to interacting with strangers.

I did have the wherewithal to accept his invitation because face it, I may never get another opportunity as good as this one to have some like this elegant man to pay me any kind of attention anytime soon. He didn’t need to know that I was attracted men, and I didn’t know if he was homosexual, heterosexual, or even bisexual. He was just being a decent person, and I was going to bask in his attention even if it’s just for an hour or so. I knew I was gay since I was thirteen years old and  I used to discreetly watch and admire the older boys at the home as they  strutted around shirtless baring the sculpted chests and abs. I have never had a date or any other interaction social or otherwise with another gay man in my short life span so far. I was always too scared when I was at the orphanage. I didn’t need anything to make me stand out any more than I already did, and it was safer for me to keep that bit to information myself. It was less of a hassle to keep to myself period. And now that I am out in the grown up world, I still kept my head down everywhere I went because I was scared shitless of the homophobic bigots out here that thought it was their God given calling to beat the gay out of someone.

“Watch your step.” The Adonis said to me as he placed a helpful hand on my elbow and steered me clear of the debris on the sidewalk and I gasped in a lungful of frigid air. I swear I could feel the heat of his hand and the tingles they caused on my skin through the sparse layers of my clothing.

I could only nod my head in thanks for I didn’t trust my voice not to come out as anything other than a squeak at the moment. I was so nervous in his presence, but I felt better knowing  that we were going somewhere familiar to me. The guys at the Bistro always looked out for me, and especially Rafael, who always took a paternal role with me and made sure I was always comfortable and safe when in his presence. He told me I reminded him of a fragile little flower to my utmost consternation, but it is what it is.

Mr. Carrington rushed forward on the slippery sidewalk by several steps and opened the heavy glass door of the eatery for me. A gush of warm air billowed out into my face carrying the scents of all the goodies served inside, but even the aroma robust tomato and garlic wasn’t enough to lessen the scent of the man’s expensive and mouth watering cologne. A whimper of sheer pleasure almost escaped my throat. I wanted to bury my face under his chin and just breathe him right into my lungs for the rest of the night. But instead, I quickly scurried past him into more than welcoming warmth of the restaurant. And as I stepped into the foyer and Mr. Carrington stepped up behind me, Paolo in the host at the front looked up in confusion at me before he saw who was behind me and rushed to great the handsome man by name. The little man gushed all over my dinner companion welcoming him to the restarant and flipping through his schedule book to see if there was a reservation. But the dynamic man waved him off and just asked for an open table for himself and his guest as he gestured towards me.

Paolo’s head swiveled around to look at me in surprise and it took everything that I had not to blush bright red at all the attention. I bowed my head but to my surprise Mr. Carrington stepped forward and used his finger to push my chin up so that I was holding my head up. He let me go and gave me a full on high definition smile when I kept my head up and looked into this beautiful molten mercury eyes. Damn, my knees wobbled and it felt like my bones were melting right then and there. And I also felt the blush that I had been desperately trying to hide creep up the sides of my neck and it blossomed in my face. I had to look away from the intensity of his gaze, and my eyes landed on Paolo who was standing there with a knowing little smirk on his face. He kept on smiling as he produced two menu’s with a flourish and instructed for us to follow him.

I tried not to cower or curl into myself as we were led through the dining room with it’s many patrons enjoying their meal. I was well aware that we looked like an odd pair. Mr. Carrington with all his elegant finery and me looking like I am the poster child for second and sometimes third hand me down clothing. But  I tried my best to own who I was, and be myself. I did however managed to keep myself right on his heels until we got to the table and I could have groaned at the dining area that Paolo chose to seat us. I knew it was a deliberate choice that he picked out the most private booth in the very back of the dining room. It space was situated in such a way that anyone looking from the main floor could not see anything or anyone seated here. The waiter serving us would have to walk in almost a half circle to approach the diners giving themselves away long before they would come face to face with whomever was dining here. It was an intimate couples table and my already blushing face went thermonuclear. Then the thought hit me, did Paolo know something about Mr. Carrington that I didn’t know? Was he subtly trying to tell me that the man was gay too since the he and Rafael were the only that knew of my sexual preference here were I worked with them almost daily?

My heart fluttered in my chest with hope as I discreetly peeked up from under my lashes at my dinner companion to see what his reaction was to the private table. And other than a little playful smile curving those luscious lips of his; he seemed completely calm about the entire situation and he proclaimed that the table perfect. He turned to me like a true gentleman and offered to take my coat like I was wearing one of the finest and latest  creations straight off the fashion runway, rather than my decent fleece jacket that was almost two sizes too big on me.

I shrugged out of coat and his big hands where right there to help me out of it. He handed it over to Paolo right along with his own coat and I almost swallowed my tongue at the expanse of his broad shoulders in his suit jacket. The garment looked like it was tailor made for him, and it probably was. I turned away from the mind numbing sight of the man in front of me and I quickly shuffled myself into the booth and immediately picked up the oversized menu and I hid my burning face behind it. Thank the good Lord that the blood flow in my body was still too sluggish from being half frozen from cold temperatures outside. Otherwise I am sure that if I had met this man anywhere other than out in the snow storm, I would have popped an erection then and there for all to see and further embarass myself to the point of no return.

At any minute now, I was expecting Rafael to turn up at our table to see what in the world was going on, and he was going to insist on making is presence and his protection of me known. I had already spied several of the waiters taking notice of me and that I walked in directly behind Mr. Carrington and we were seated at the couples table, as we the staff had dubbed the private sitting area. I  could literally hear the news spreading like wildfire around the kitchen and sure enough, I heard Rafael’s fast paced gait as he made a beeline straight for our table. I had just enough time to whisper. “Um…Mr. Carrington…I should let you know that I work here and my boss is on his way over to here to interrogate you. I’m sorry in advance.” I managed to mumble right before Rafael came to a halting stop right in front of the table with a broad smile that didn’t reach his eyes as he glared warning daggers at Mr. Carrington.

If I could, I would have slid under the table and crawled on my hands and knees out of the Bistro. I so wanted to go home and climb into my bed and pull the covers over my head rather than endure Rafael’s not to stuble warning he was sending to Mr. Carrington. And the man surprised me yet again by greeting the owner of the establishment with a bright smile and relaxed pose as he leaned back and spread his arm out along the booth behind me. I could feel the heat coming off his muscular body and I was so tempted to lean in and cuddle into his delicious warmth, but I just held myself rigid in my seat and prayed for all the nicities to be over.

Finally, finally, Rafael seemed to have been satisfied by whatever it was that Mr. Carrington had said. I had sort of tuned them out when my boss started his posturing, God bless him, I appreciated that he was looking out for my well being and my safety. His actions only confirmed the hopes that this gorgeous man next to me batted for my team. I could only hope, and those hopes were confirmed when he turned to me with those shimmering light grey eyes trained in my face. He lifted his hand and ran his thumb across my bottom lip. My heart hitched to a momentary stop and I was instantly dizzy as all the blood rushed from my brain to my cock.

I watched as his tempting lips parted and it took me a minute to register his words. “Don’t worry beautiful, there is nothing to be sorry about. He is just looking out for you, and honestly if you were mine there is nothing I wouldn’t do, nothing that I wouldn’t pay for, absolutely nothing that I wouldn’t take care of to make sure that you were happy, loved, and safe twenty four hours a day and three hundred and sixty five days out of the year. And by the way call me Ellis, none of this Mr. Carrington stuff.”  He just blurted the statement out like he was having an everyday type of conversation about the weather or something. While I was sitting here chanting a mantra in my head trying not to swoon at his feet like a Victorian miss. Ellis picked up one of my limp hands from the table and the handsome Devil winked at me before his lips brushed gently across my skin. “Now, what do you want to eat, sweetness.”  And my thoughts  immediately shifted to the gutter now that I knew for fact that he seemed to have no problem batting for my team, and instantly my face exploded once again. How the hell was I supposed to respond to something like that?

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

(The huge Christmas display in the City Center———–>)

 

I sat next to this stunning beauty and I couldn’t bring myself to take my eyes off of him. I found it ironic that less than an hour ago I was trying to think of ideas to try and escape the holidays and all the hoopla that usually came along with them. But  fate seemed to have other plans for me by placing this lovely Angel directly the the middle of my path. And if I have learned anything in this life,  I have learned to appreciate the gifts that I have had the good fortune to be given. And I regarded Timothy as definitely, the most precious thing that I have ever laid my eyes on. I was just drawn to this shy young man.

Now, if I can only get him to stop looking like he was going get up and bolt for the door at any minute, then I would feel more secure about my precarious hold on hid attention. But how do I get this little green eyed innocent to calm down and feel comfortable in my presence. I was literally racking my brain trying to come up with a topic of conversation, something that will put him at ease and get him to open up to me. And he his shifted position in his seat and I noticed his little red collection bin sitting right next to his glass of water on the table. I tried to read the name on the label affixed to the side of the bucket, but it was turned away from me.  So I hoped and prayed that it was a safe topic to bring up and one that will get him to relax and talk to me.

I listened to his soft little voice as he told our server what he had finally chosen to order for his meal. That was another small little battle that I was pleased say that I had won. Timothy only wanted to get a cup of soup of Christ sake, but I managed to talk him into actually getting an actual entree. And he decided on a simple meal of spaghetti with meat sauce while I chose to have the sirloin steak with all the fixings. But I let his selection choice go and his reasoning behind the inexpensive dish.

I just sat back and smiled to myself because I was determined that if I had to feed him by hand, he was going to eat a decent meal tonight. I could clearly tell by looking at how slender he was, I had a feeling that he tended to neglect himself  and his needs and I again wondered what was his story. But again, that was a topic I was going to approach with extreme caution int the near future. I had already resigned myself to the fact that Timothy is going to become someone extremely important to me. And he was going to take better care of himself, it was either that, or I was going to take care of him myself. I felt utterly convinced of this, and of him.

The server returned with our drinks and the platters of appetizers that I had ordered. I waited until the young man disappeared again before serving my companion several samples of the petite fors on plate and placing them in front of Timothy. He sort of glared at me for a moment, but I just smiled sweetly at him and ran my finger over his soft curve of his cheek. “Please just eat for me, Timothy.” I quietly requested and again I watched as those luminescent emerald orbs zeroed in on my mouth before those long lashes lowered altogether and effectively hid his eyes from mine. “No baby, no hiding from me. I commented.“I meant what I said. I find myself inexplicably drawn to you.” I caressed his cheek yet again and I marveled at the sheer softness of his skin.  “You are simply stunning, but you are also too thin and it worries me. I want you to try to eat until you are satisfied. I know  you really don’t believe me at the  moment, but it is going to be my pleasure to show you that I meant every word that I  just told you a few seconds ago. And I am fully aware of the fact that you question why a total stranger would seem to care so much about you, but Timothy, for some reason you have captured my attention and I can’t help but to be solely focused on you.” I explained as I scooted just a little bit closer to him and he tensed up and blinked up at me with those big pretty green eyes of his. I almost groaned out loud as I watched him nervously lick his lips, and I immediately wondered if he tasted as sweet as he looked. My pulse quickened and there was less room in the crotch of my pants as my dick filled with delight.

I quietly took a calming breath and eased a little away from him to calm my raging hard on as I mentally reminded myself not to come on to him too strong. It was more than obvious that I made him nervous, so instead, I gestured towards his little bin. “So, tell me the story behind this.”

He turned his head to see what I was talking about and his ponytail brushed over my forearm, and my already heated skin prickled with awareness as I registered the softness of his hair. It was like silk brushing over my flesh and his clean but masculine scent assaulted my senses. My vision swam with the images of me throwing him on top of the table and ravishing him flashed through my mind like a high definition film.

Here I was lusting after a beautiful boy that I barely knew and only just met. I had literally picked up him up off the street and I was completely alright with it. I wondered if I that lonely and desperate enough to have lost my fucking mind. But when my gaze returned to Timothy’s beautiful face,  I could only stare transfixed at the brilliant smile that made him even more perfect in my eyes. Damn, he was fucking everything I was looking for rolled into one pretty package.

“Um…I tend to collect money for the kids of St. Paul’s Orphanage every year since I used to live there myself beforel I aged out of the system.  The money and the gifts I do manage to collect  may not be much, but it does help out so that the kids who lives there will have a happy Christmas.” Timothy quietly but jubilantly explained to me. He went on to adorably babble on about the children’s reactions on Christmas morning when they would wake to see that they have something to open like everyone else. Timothy sat there and  practically transformed himself from a shy little introvert into a happy excited little Christmas junkie right there before my eyes and I suddenly felt ashamed and downright unworthy of this precious man.

I listened to him as he described the whole process of spending all his spare time when he wasn’t in school or at work  as he purposefully stood out in the freezing cold for hours and days on end to ask people he wouldn’t  usually  have to courage to otherwise speak to and beg them for their spare change to help orphan children. Timothy found the strength within himself to do something  he deeply believed in. His unwavering belief that every child, wanted or unwanted by the adults that gave them life should be made to feel cherished, loved, and rewarded for good behaviour throughout the year. He believed in the childhood dream of tinsel and lights, he had faith that the fat man with the beard wearing the red suit knew everything there was to know about every child around the world. This was his dream, and here I was the jaded wealthy bastard bemoaning the fact that I had no one to shop for, no one to love, and  of my self absorbed bullshit.

I hung on his every word as talked about the children in the home and the upcoming holidays like I was a love struck teenager, the only thing that broke my attention was the fact that our dinner entrees had arrived and that in itself was a lesson in pure torture for me. I watched him as he expertly twirled the pasta around his fork and brought the food to his plump pink lips and slid the utensil into his delectable mouth. I watched and he was heartily enjoying his meal so I tucked into my food and we ate in companionable silence until we were both full and warmed from the excellent food from the inside out. 

Timothy continued to regale me with his previous year success with his Christmas collecting, and my mind drifted to my own childhood and how painful it was to wake up on Christmas morning by yourself and gift-less because my mother had to work an early shift at the truck stop diner where she worked her first job. Even with the two jobs she couldn’t afford to get me a gift and pay for the heat and food at the same time. And at the time, I didn’t understand any of the struggles she was going through. I only recalled how crushed my young heart used to be year after year until I just became numb to it all and stopped having expectations in the season of goodwill to all. And when I think  about now, I know that was the beginning of the end for me when it came to my ingrained dislike if this particular time of the year.

But here was this remarkably selfless and sexy creature sitting here beside me making me want to believe in that magic all over again. And suddenly I was hit with the urge to do something special for him right then and there. I placed my hand over his and pulled my cell phone from my pocket of my suit jacket,  and Timothy immediately fell silent as I made my call. I watched as some of his previous animation dimmed a little, and I couldn’t have that. I pressed my speed dial and leaned over to brush my lips against his cheek. I couldn’t help the satisfied smirk that curved my lips when I heard his little breathless whimper as his reaction to my unexpected caress.

Thomas answered his phone on the second ring and I profusely apologized for dragging back out into the cold, but he informed that the snow had eased up, and he more than happy to come back for us and he informed me that he was already on his way back to pick us up. I hung up with him but I quickly shot off a text message to give him a heads up before he arrived. I couldn’t help but grin about my plans on showing this sweet man the time of his life this evening. I knew exactly where I was going  to take him. I only hoped that the inclement weather hadn’’t ruined the display.

“Timothy, I suggest that you use the restroom before we leave. I want to show you something special and I doubt where we are going that restrooms are going to be readily available.” I said as he stuck out  his bottom lip at me in an adorable pout. If he only knew how much I wanted to latch onto that soft little bit of flesh with my teeth and nibble on it until he was uncontrollably writhing that lithe little body against mine. Damn, I had to reach underneath the table and palm my hard as nails shaft. I tried to keep up an innocent and unassuming facade as he warily studied my face for a second before he made up his mind to take my advice.

“Okay, I’ll be right back.” He whispered as he slid out of the booth and headed towards the restroom signs. He looked back over his shoulder once at me and I just gave him an innocent smile.

I waited until he was out of sight completely before I dug into my the pocket of my pants and pulled out my money clip. I removed all the available cash that I had on me, roughly several hundred dollars and popped the lid off his collection bin and placed the money and my business card with my personal phone numbers on it in  the inside of the bin. I looked up quickly  to make sure he wasn’t returning to the table to catch me red handed,  and  knowing what I know about him so far. Timothy would outright refuse my personal donation. He would say it was too much and try to give it back to me.

But I didn’t want him to feel like he had to be out there freezing himself almost to the bone trying to give those poor little kids a good holiday. And most importantly I wanted to do something special for all of them without looking like I was trying to buy his affections.  I secured the lid back onto the tub when I looked up and my gaze was immediately caught in Rafael’s approving glare,  and big man gave me a quick nod of understanding before making his way across the dining room floor as he systematically greeted and chatted with his patrons. I placed the tub back in it’s original position on the table as best as I could just mere seconds before Timothy returned to the table. He slid back into his seat just as my phone beeped signalling me of Thomas’s arrival.

And just to prove why the Bistro was a five star eatery, the man himself appeared with our coats and two take out thermal cups filled with his famous espresso coffee. Rafael refused my credit card and patted me on my back and sent us on our way. I made sure that Timothy had his bin tucked safely underneath his arm. I hustled him across the sidewalk and into my car before he had a chance to protest or his nervousness caused him to decline to go anywhere with me at all on his own. By the time I closed the vechile’s back door, Thomas was already pulling away from the curb and I gently reached over and engulfed his smaller hand in mine. I watched intently as he blew out  a shaky breath and tried to relax back into the plush leather seat. And again I found myself grinning like doofus at his easy acceptance of being alone with me in my personal car.

 It took about twenty minutes in the wintry evening traffic to reach our destination. The City Center was almost deserted thanks to the dip in the temperature and the flurry of snow and sleet the city received earlier in the evening. Thomas found a parking spot and he winked at me through the rear view mirror. He knew exactly where I was taking this little cutie and I guessed he approved of my actions. I turned to my little bright eyed curious one, and Timothy practically had his nose pressed into the glass window, no doubt trying to see and figure out exactly where we were.

“Timothy, when we get out of the car, I want you to close your eyes until I tell you to open them.” I said as he turned those brilliant green eyes on me and gazed up into my face. “We are going to be in full veiw ofvthe public, and you can trust me. I won’t let anything happen to you. I just want to see your reaction to this surprise.” I gently tried to coax him and I had to bite my lip to keep myself from laughing as he practically vibrated in his seat when I mentioned the word surprise. He seemed to have once again forgotten his shyness, and he threw his door open and literally dragged me out of the car. He immediately took his stance in front of me and I was almost disappointed when he closed those pretty eyes, but I had asked him to.

I took him my the hand and slowly but surely led him past almost empty ice skating ring, and into the surrounding park area. I was happy to see that other than a light dusting of snow, the giant Christmas tree and all the lighted decorations stilled glowed with all their decadent glamour. I stopped and turned Timothy around so that he was facing all the decorations head on, and  I whispered for him to go ahead and open those pretty peepers and I watched his beautiful face when he opened his eyes got the full effect of the city’s most famous Christmas Tree.

I heard his immediate gasp of shocked surprise and delight,  and he began bouncing in place as his head swiveled from left to right as he tried to take in everything all at once. And then all of a sudden, I found my arms full of an ecstatic slender little blonde. And Timothy further surprised the Hell out of me by crashing those sinfully soft lips to mine. My cock immediately reared to life and I lifted him off the side walk completely and crushed him against my body as I devoured his addictive mouth. He wrapped those slender thighs around my waist and I growled from the depths of my soul as I became drunk on the very taste of him. I knew I couldn’t keep this up for much longer, or else we would both get thrown in jail for lewd and llascivious behavior.  I was surely tempted to fuck him right where we stood. Christ, I just the thought of it had me using both hands to squeeze his rounded ass cheeks that were under the palms of my hands.

Timothy pulled back with his chest heaving as he drug air into his depleted lungs, and I tried to chase those butter soft lips. I was pratically panting with my pent up desire, but he held a finger over my mouth and looked me in the eye with so much open and honest emotion. “Thank you so very much for bringing me to see the prettiest Christmas tree I have ever seen in real life.”

And just like that my fucking heart fluttered to a stop in the middle of my chest, melted into a gooey puddle,  and reformed itself before it started beating again. But it was no longer beating to sustain my life, it was beating for this beautiful man that was still wrapped around my body like he was meant to be there. Timothy is definitely my miracle. Could anyone really fall in love with someone in a matter of hours after meeting them?  My answer to that question would be absolutely, because Timothy now owned every fiber of my being. Now my task was getting my this little light of my life to love me in return.

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

(Timothy little apartment——>)

 

I woke up in the early hours of the morning feeling unsure and rattled, it was the complete opposite of how I felt when I went to bed last night. I was on cloud nine when I floated into my apartment building last night after Ellis walked me to my door and left me with a soft  sweet kiss goodnight.  I attributed my mood change to the fact that the heat seemed to be out again and the nearly sub zero temperatures in my little apartment made the place feel cold and uncomfortable. The other reason for my altered reality was the gorgeous man that brought me home less than 12 hours ago.

Just a mere twenty-four hours ago, Ellis had swept me up out of the middle of the street, made sure I had something to eat, that I was warm and comfortable in his presence, and he turned around and surprised me by taking me to see the brilliance of the Christmas decorations in the city center. Something I have never had the time to go see for myself all the years I have lived about three bus rides away from it. I had shocked myself to the core by literally jumping the man and kissing him like we were long time lovers. Ellis had returned my kiss with a passion that I couldn’t even fathom.

Nothing in my life had ever felt as right as being in held tight with the circle of those strong arms, but Ellis was a virtual stranger to me. Did stuff like this happen for real? I have always scoffed at the girls and some of the guys at school when they carried on about their latest significant other and falling in love at first sight. I have never believed that there was such a thing because they all fell out of love the following week and moved on to someone new. But this connection and these intense feelings I have for Ellis could only be defined as love. When he had guided me through the park and told me to open my eyes and I saw the spectacular brilliance of all the lights and that huge Christmas tree in front of me, it felt like my heart  had leapt right out of my chest and into his hands.

I sat up and reached for another blanket that was folded at the end of the bed and added them to three already that was covering my shivering body. What a time for the heat to go out, I pushed the blinds aside and looked out into the gray skies if the predawn morning and watched the flecks of snow billowing in the wind. Ugh, another cold damn day, and I really didn’t feel like braving the elements today, but it was for a good cause. Maybe the truly faithful shoppers will be out and about thinking that one but them will brave this kind of weather to go shopping. I peeked across the room from under the mountain of fleece blankets and located my collection bucket. Ellis had made sure that it was within my sight all night. Especially after I explained to him what it was for, the man seemed to be too good to be true. Do I dare try to continue to see where this goes or do I leave it alone and keep to myself like I usually do?

Letting out a heartfelt sigh, I attempted to throw back the covers and get my day started, but I was immediately assaulted by the frigid trapped in the room. And that idea went right out my head as I quickly flipped the covers back over my chilled feet. I should have bundled in sweats and thick socks before going to bed, instead of the thin shirt and my boxers I decided to wear. I knew this old as dirt heating system was temperamental at best, and I should have known better. And  I was so not getting up anytime soon, there was still time to get up later and attempt to get out there and make things happen for the kids. Hopefully the snow will let up as the morning wore on. In the meantime I let my mind drift back to the dilemma of the new man in my life. I almost laughed out loud at the irony of that thought. Here I was, me, thinking about relationship troubles. Something I never thought I would have to think about or deal with at this point in my life.

But as my mind pursued the feelings that Ellis created with just a glance of his heated cerulean gaze. My body reacted almost immediately at the memory of the way he looked at me. How it felt to be wrapped in his arms, and how the scent of his cologne mixed with the naturally clean scent of his skin was like a potent aphrodisiac. Everything about the man called out to me on a primal level. Ellis’ sexy confidence bypassed any feelings of shyness I may have harbored towards the man and he brought out this bold and very sexual side of my personality that before now I really wasn’t even aware of.  I had spent half the night with a painfully hard erection and thankful that my clothes were too big for me, therefore they effectively concealed the evidence of my desire. But oh gosh, the familiar tingling in my balls returned and my shaft throbbed in my cotton boxers and thickened with delight.

My hand was gliding down my stomach heading towards my blushing needy cock when suddenly there was a sort of crackling zipping noise and an electrical pop before the light I left over my small stove flickered and went off altogether.  The apartment was momentarily shrouded in darkness, but my eyes quickly adjusted and I could still see from the muted light shining through the windows from the early morning overcast skies. My erection waned and I started to grumble about the fact that I was going to have to get up and check the power. I hated this decrepit old building, but I was grateful to have a room over my head. If the power has gone out then it could take hours for it to come back up ao I might as well make use of this time to go out on my collection rounds. At least I can duck into the Bistro and get warm. Hopefully by the time I come home old Mr. Peterson downstairs would have harrassed an electrical company to come out and fix the problem yet again.

I was still disgruntled and grumbling a half an hour later snugly wrapped up in at least two of my blankets as I dragged myself out of the bathroom after I performed my morning routine. I was busy pulling out a fresh pair of jeans when I heard a light tapping on my apartment door and wondered who the Hell would be knocking at this time of the morning. I sure hoped it wasn’t the delusional guy from 2B downstairs who thought he was God’s gift to gay men. The last time the power went out he had almost given me a heart attack by showing up at my door and offering to keep me warm under all his body hair. I meant I body thought hair was sexy on a man I mean, but his borderlines on being classed as fur… Ewww to the tenth power. I still shuddered at the thought of all that thick matted pelt, he looked like big foot’s younger brother. The knock came again and dragged me out of my thoughts. I desperately wished that I didn’t have to deal with Sasquatch today as I made my way over to the steel enforced panel. I tipped up on my tip toes and peeped through the security hole and my knees wobble as I landed back onto the floor heavily on my heels.

Ellis was standing in the hallway like it was an everyday normal activity for him. I quickly undid the locks on the door and flung the portal open. I am sure I was staring up at him with wide eyed surprise.

“Hey Beautiful, it seems that the power to more than half the city is out this morning thanks to some downed power lines, and I came to make sure you were warm enough.” Ellis said as he breezed right past my shocked body and into the small space. With this tall muscular frame and his wide shoulders made my apartment look even smaller.

I was still standing there blinking up at him like a moron when he held up his hand to show me a cup holder with what smelled like hot chocolate, and I snapped out of my little stupor and slammed the door and re-engaged the locks. I rushed over to him and took the offering sniffing the scent of decadent chocolate. I heard Ellis as he chuckledat my reaction to the hot beverage as he patiently handed me the large Styrofoam cup. I just shrugged my shoulders he will soon learn that chocolate in any form was a serious weakness of mine. I popped the lid and took that first creamy sip of chocolatey goodness and watched as he studied my home. I kept everything spotless, and I was proud to call my space mine.  He took  a sip of his own and strolled over to none other than my bed and as if to shock me all over again, he placed his cup on the floor, kicked off his shoes and made himself comfortable on my bed.

As I stood there wrapped up in my blankets and staring at the man making himself comfortable on my little bed. Ellis rolled around for a minute before he finally settled down and patted the mattress beside him, indicating for me to come and sit beside him. I knew with all that rolling around he had effectively rubbed his delicious scent all over my sheets like he was marking his territory. And I blushed to the roots of my hair knowing full well that as soon as he leaves the apartment, I am going to dive face first into that same bed and inhale his delicious scent from the linens until I am dizzy. Oh gosh, I just wanted to roll my eyes at myself. I tentatively shuffled over to the bed and i was careful where I placed my sock covered feet, I didn’t want to accidentally knock over his cup as I  perched stiffly on the very edge of the bed.

“I’m cold.” He whined and the next thing I knew Ellis takes the cup out of my hand and placed it next to his on the ground. That should have given me fair warning about his intention, but I just blinked at him with a confused look on my face. That was until his big hands tightly gripped me around my  waist and then I was airborne. Ellis used that awesome strength of his and he easily lifted my slender body over his muscular torso and pinned me against the wall. Ellis burrowed under my covers and snuggled into my side. All of this occurred before I could even process my change in positions. Ellis raised his head from the crook of my neck, pecked a swift promising kiss on my shocked lips and readjusted the blankets until we were both well covered and nestled impossibly close together. He tangled his long toned legs with much slender ones and winked at me once as  he became satisfied with our positions and pushed his face back under my neck while I was wrapped up tight against his body.

 “You feel good goregous, so soft and…Hmm you smell good.” Wllis whispered under my chin and I couldn’t help the shudder that racked my body as his warm lips brushed against the senitive skin of my throat. His fingers began to draw lazy patterns down my spine, but instead of soothing me, they were having the opposite effect. My cock pulsed and filled with every stroke of those digits against my flesh. I closed my eyes and mentally groaned long and hard.  I prayed he didn’t shift positions because he would surely feel my rock hard erection aiming for  him like it knew exactly who it wanted.

I pulled away from him and eased his face from under my chin. Ellis gave me a half lidded lopsided grin and I couldn’t help but smile at him. “Tell me about yourself since you have made yourself all comfortable. I told you about myself last night and now it’s you turn.” I quietly informed him. I was dying to know this man inside and out. I was still apprehensive about the suddenness of my feelings for him, but I was kind of on the fence about it by his very presence here. Who brings someone hot chocolate during a city wide power outage? I mean, where does one even find hot chocolate to purchase if their is no power no where? And I am not going to lie, he earned major points with that act alone, nothing could really top the Christmas display but bringing me chocolate came in as a close second.

So did the only thing I could at the moment, I made sure some of the blankets were bundled just enough between us so that my hard on wouldn’t poke him in his thigh. Next, I rolled my head onto a bulging bicep and made myself comfortable as he began talking about his childhood. He told me about growing up poor, with only his mother, who was always working in order for them to just get by. Ellis’ story was a rags to riches kind of thing and I had to admire his determination and his business acumen. My heart broke for the little boy that he was, the child that just wanted his mother’s attention that grew up into an adult that didn’t get the chance to give back to the woman that worked so hard to take care of him.

Unconsciously I scooted closer and closer to him to wrap my arms around him and offer him every bit of comfort I had to give. I didn’t realize that he could now feel exactly how my body responded to his, and the fact that he was in my bed. But later on I realized he had ignored it for the time being in order to fulfill my wish of hearing his life story. Things were going well and he began to explain about his business. At first I was appalled, rich old men looking for young nubile boys to fulfill whatever their needs were… Can we say dirty old perverts? And furthermore, he owned the website that allowed this to happen. Ellis turned his head and he must of saw the look of disgust on my face. He gave me another lopsided grin and just shook his head.

“You are ready to think that I am running some kind of brothel for the rich and famous. And I get it, a lot of people have and hold onto that very idea and I have been ridiculed, verbally  bashed, publically warned, and sometimes legally challenged because people do not understand.” He explained on a tired sigh and I immediately felt bad for jumping to conclusions without hearing him out.

So, I 

let him go on to explain the services his website provided. I thought it was all about sex but it wasn’t. It was about two people meeting and negotiating the terms of their relationship. He explained how alot of the older men were seeking companionship of a pretty young thing to make them feel special again now that they were past their prime. If their relationship became sexual then that was a private matter between the couple. His website, hotexpectations.com was just the vehicle used by his clients young and old, to brought all parties together. What they do after meeting and finding themselves compatible was all their business. Ellis went on to explain how some of the Sugar Daddies mentor and teach their Sugar Babies how to run a business, the tricks and trade of the stock market, or whatever career they had that made them financially secure in their lifespan. It was actually interesting and I was dying to ask if he ever used his own services, but obviously not since he had mentioned that he was single the previous night.

“I am sorry I was one of those people that are quick to judge without hearing the facts. I think what you are doing is awesome. But um… I want to ask you a question.” I babbled the last part out and shifted my eyes away from his blue eyes, they shimmered like sapphire gems as he studied my face.

“You can ask me anything you want precious, I will always try my best to answer you honestly.” He stated and Damn, that deep baritone caressed my body like a physical touch.

“Why are you pursuing me, you are so out of my league.  I am a struggling orphan with nothing to his name. Everything and anything that I call my own had belonged to someone else at some point. We share the same tastes for the some things, but I am a nobody and you clawed your way up in the world and have all this elegance, money and power and you choose boring little ole me. And  I don’t have any experience whatsoever with dating to relationships to warn myself if you are being real with me, that you truly want me for whatever reason or am I some kind of diversion to get you  over until your Sugar Baby comes along.” I let my doubts and concerns rush out of my mouth and then I clenched my eyes closed, not wanting to see the look of pity that would surely be there as his response to how utterly lame I am.

I waited and waited but their was only the sound of his ragged breathing filling the room because I was sure I was breathing at all. I popped one eye open and the minute I he caught me looking I was flat on my back with two hundred plus pounds of man on top of me pressing my much smaller frame into the mattress. I whimpered as he ground his hardened cock into my crotch and a look of pure anger marred his beautiful face. “Do not let me ever hear you degrade your importance to me or anyone else ever again. You are a beautiful and selfless person, you are unjaded, unblemished and truly good. I am drawn to you like I need to be with you, to touch you, to talk to you just to be able to function. You don’t think that scares the shit out of me. This time yesterday, I didn’t know you, but I have known for a long time that I needed you and like the blessing you are, you practically was placed by some higher being directly in my path, and for that I will promise to take of the gift that I have been given. To cherish you and care for you until you won’t let me, and even then I will do it from afar.” Elli fervently whispered with his lips just mere centimeters from mine.

And dammit, my eyes filled with scalding tears and a broken sob escaped my lips. I was the really blessed one here, only God could have made a man like this, and he wanted me. Oh Gosh, I cried and cried and Ellis just held me and comforted me through my emotional storm. He loved on me for the remainder of the afternoon until I fell asleep still hicupping with sheer emotion and gratitude for the remainder of the day. He wrapped me up and protected me from the elements in my little apartmet that he did’t even bat an eye at the sparse decor. This man wanted to be mine and I was the happiest person in the entire world right about now.

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

(Ellis’ Jaguar———–>)

 

I woke up to a flash of light shining in my face and the hum and splutter of pipes and at first I was disoriented as to where the Hell I was. Then I felt a firm little body cuddle even closer into my side followed by an adorable little snuffling sound. And I looked down to see Timothy’s downy soft long blonde hair flowing out from underneath the pile of blankets. I turned my head seeking the source of the light  shining across the bed and I saw that the light in the kitchen area over the stove was on, and that was what flashed in my face when the power returned. The spluttering noises came from the antiquated heating system located underneath the window by his little desk. I wiggled a bit and stuck my sock covered foot out from under the covers and stretched my toes towards the heat source. I was happy to feel the warm air radiating from the thing. If it wasn’t in  working order, I would take my Angel home with me and that might even still be a possibility depending on what he had in his fridge to for us to eat. We had slept the day away and I had to admit that it was the best sleep I have had in a very long time.

Timothy had tucked himself as close as he possibly could into my side, he  was lying practically on top of me. His little face was smashed up against my pectoral muscle and it was the cutest thing I have ever seen. He looked almost ten years younger in his sleep with his features completely relaxed and his creamy skin flushed with sleep. Timothy felt so warm and so soft , and fuck me, he had one of legs resting in between mine and his supple thigh was pressed  deliciously against my semi hard shaft. And the little minx chose that exact moment to readjust himself and that wicked thigh rubbed me into a full out hard on. I desperately wanted to rock my hips against him  and feel that spine tingling friction against my throbbing cock, but I didn’t want him to wake up thinking I was some horny bastard that coouldn’t control himself. Mind you, it has been killing me all fucking afternoon to feel his erection poking me in the hip while we were discussing my life earlier, and even harder to restrain myself from taking hold of what I am sure was going be a gorgeous cock.

I blew a stream of air through my nose and I willed my smutty mind and my wayward erection  to behave. But it wasn’t something that could be easily accomplished having his so delectable little body so close to mine. With every inhalation of air, I carried his mouthwatering scent deep into my lungs. And the warmth radiating off his sleep flushed body seeped deep into my muscles and both relaxed and excited me at the same time. Timothy shifted in the bed yet again and that was it, I groaned and rolled the both of us over and pinned him slender form beneath my much larger frame. I watched as he blinked those mesmerizing sea green eyes up at me and I waited until the confusion cleared from his sleepy glazed over gaze. I continued to watch as realization of our very compromising position registered behind those brilliant orbs and he blushed so prettily for me. I had to clench my teeth and lock all my muscles in place to keep my hips from grinding into him, to dry hump into oblivion.

“Baby, we need to get out this bed before I am no longer responsible for my actions. You are temptation incarnate, sweetness.” I whispered in his ear and smiled against the softness of his flushed cheek as he blushed even brighter, and he shivered with reaction against me.

I licked his chin and growled at how sweet he tasted on my tongue. My cock twitched in appreciation and I knew he felt it since my hips were firmly cradled in between his thighs. I could feel his shaft aligned next mine pulsing with a life of its own underneath our clothes and I placed my hands flat on the bed at either side of his head and pushed myself away from temptation. But I didn’t get far as both of his hands fisted themselves in the sides of my sweatshirt. My eyes flashed back down to his face and Christ, his pupils were blown wide open and his luscious dewy pink lips were parted to accommodate his panting breaths. He continued to gaze up at me, his innocent eyes full of promise and invitation. And Lord help me, I was trying to be a gentleman, but Timothy was making feel like he was in heat like some kind of animal wanting to rut his way through mating season.

I lowered myself back down into the cradle of his hips and rested my forehead against his and closed my eyes to block out the visual stimulus he provided, I could somewhat deal with the physical stimuli both not the both of them at the same time. Watching him the raw need and the blazing desire flash over his features and shimmering in his innocent gaze was too much for me. I was man enough to admit it. Timothy could make me lose my head and any coherent thoughts with just a bt of those long eyelashes.

“Baby, please, let’s just rummage for food, or better yet, let’s go back to my place and let me cook for you. We can’t stay in this bed, I…please work with me on this.” I pleaded, my voice strained from the effort it was taking not to ravish him like my body was pleading for me to do.

“I like feeling you on top if me, and I am not sure I want to move.” He whispered, his soft lips brushed ever so lightly against mine.

I groaned again and thrust my hips forward driving my hard as nails cock right into his balls and he gasped as his fingers dug into my side. “Let me be blunt baby. I am trying to be chivalrous here.I am trying to give us time to talk and get to learn about one another before I take your virginity and make you mine forever. And yes, I can tell from how you respond to me that you are a virgin, and that is nothing to be ashamed of. I am proud to be first and only.” I reassured him as yet a again his face flushed bright red.

“But what if I want you to make it physical? What if I want you to take me and make me yours right now?” He whispered those heated words as he nuzzled my earlobe and slayed me right there and then.

I sighed and opened my eyes to look him directly into his beautiful emerald orbs, “I would say that it’s your hormones talking. I would say for right now let’s take it slow and make absolutely sure this is what you want, that I am who you want. I have waited a long time for you, and I will be damned if my eager cock ruins this for us. If you need me to help you ease some of the sexual tension, then I am more than ready to do that for you, and for the both of us. But the day I sink myself balls deep into this tight ass of yours is the day that it will be the point of no return for either of us. Before I sink into you I need you to fully trust me, to love me, and to feel secure that you are it for me.”

Timothy closed his eyes and threw his head back on the pillow, he relaxed his grip on my shirt and rubbed his palms up and down my side. “You are right. I don’t want to start anything and then regret my actions later.” He quietly breathed out the statement and I couldn’t help, I leaned down and gave him quick peck on his pouting lips before heaving myself out of bed and dragging him up with me, and that was my fatal mistake. The covers fell away from his body and revealed that he only wearing a a plain white t-shirt, the material was very thin and I had no problem seeing the flat pink discs of his nipples. And then the hem of the shirt stopped just under his belly button revealing an enticing swath of skin. He had a sparse trail of blonde hair leading a thin line down into the low riding waistline of his tight boxers. And Jesus Christ, Timothy was hard and there was a small wet spot where his underwear covered his rigid cock.

I pulled him into my body and buried my face in his hair, I was literally trembling with the desire to pick him up, slam him onto the bed, and bury myself so deep inside of that shapely ass that he would be able to taste me when I come. “Good God baby, don’t move, please…Ugh…don’t even breath for a minute…Please” I rasped out the request and his squirming immediately stopped. His abdomen rubbed across the ridge of my painfully hard erection. And my body jerked at the contact and I could feel the tingling already at the base of my spine. I wanted to hold him and love on him, but we needed to get a hold of ourselves.

Leaning back, I looked down into his face and the little monster had a self satisfied smirk plastered on his face. I guess he was beyond pleased that he could reduce me into a begging mess. Well smile now baby, but I will be the one grinning like a fool in the end. I thought as I released him and shoved him towards his bathroom. It didn’t take long for me to straighten my clothes and put my shoes back on. I emptied the now cold chocolate beverages in the sink and rinsed out the the area before throwing the cups away.

Timothy came out of the bathroom and gave me ashy smile before pulling some clothes out of his closet and he scurried back into the bathroom. I actually made his bed and sat down on the edge of the mattress to wait for him to finish. My poor aching cock seemed to have taken pity on me and it was no longer straining to get out of it’s confines. And by the time I heard the abthroom door open again I was fully in control of my mind and my body. I slipped into the bathroom to releive my bladder and when done, I  flushed the toilet and washed my hands. I zipped up and opened the door only to see my little love standing there with a wad of cash in one hand and his little collection bin in the other.

“I can’t accept this.” He said in an odd little voice.

“Why not, it’s a donation for the Orphanage.” I countered as I leaned against the door jam and crossed my arms over my chest.

“You cannot buy my affections, throwing your money around is not going to impress me. I am not some awestruck little twink that you can dazzle with your money.” He blurted out and I felt like a knife had jabbed me right in the middle of my chest. And before I could open my mouth to say anything, he continued to rant. “I am not some pet project and neither are those kids. I would have rather you volunteer your time than throw a wad of cash at the situation to ease your conscience that you did something. Do you plan to donate this same amount year after year. Do you need a receipt or something for tax purposes.”

I closed my eyes and willed my temper to hold, I willed it back and even had to bite my tongue to try to keep myself calm. I let him get it all off his chest. “Are you done?” I asked when he seemed to have run out of steam. I took the cash that he thrust into my chest and slipped it into my pocket. But instead of letting him get away with his train of thought.I held onto his wrist and I pulled him closer me until we were standing chest to chest. Timothy held his mutinous little face up to mine and glared at me before he nodded his head to let me he was done for the moment.

“First of all, I didn’t give you that money to buy your affections. I wanted to do something nice for you, something to let you know that I take you seriously, and a token to show that I applaud your efforts and your bravery in collecting money for those children to have a good holiday. I do not see you or those kids as a charity case. If I did, I wouldn’t have put my own cash in your little pot. I would have the financial department and my legal team issue you a company check. I am not trying to buy your affections, I was hoping to gain them all on my own. I am sorry you feel that way, and I know we just met and you don’t really know me from atom, but I was hoping that you would see me the person behind my wealth and not let it intimidate you. I am sorry.” I said and I guess I let my hurt feelings and my wounded pride govern my actions in that moment in time, because I stepped around him without giving him another glance and headed for the front door.

I managed to unlock all the locks and I had turned the knob to pull the portal open when I was tackled from behind. The force of impact sent me flying into the door where it slammed shut and I was spun around and pinned against it by my blubbering little Angel. Timothy was sobbing so hard and trying to say something that I couldn’t make out at all, so I just gathered his trembling body against  mine and let him get it all out before I attempted to figure out what he was trying to tell me, although I had a pretty good idea of what is was. I felt like a heel, but I am glad that we didn’t go further than kissing and snuggling today. He would have really felt like I used him if we had.  And  see now that I couldn’t have expected him to have that kind of faith in me, when he really didn’t know me at all, and I shouldn’t have been as upset as I was for that main fact alone. We had both had jumped to conclusions so readily about the other and made assumptions, proof that we needed to really get to know each other before attempting to move any deeper into this relationship.

Finally, he calmed down and even puffy faced with splotches of red marrring his usually creamy skin, he was still stunningly beautiful to me. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of things I said, it’s just hard for me to trust people. I had to always be wary of what they would do and what  they would say growing up and having to look out for myself.” He hiccuped and attempted to hide his face under my chin, but I wouldn’t let him do it.

“I am sorry too. I didn’t think how the money, especially the amount of cash I gave you  would make you feel. But like I said, I wanted you to feel like your day wasn’t at a loss that day. I wanted you to feel special, and that was truly my only intent.” I said as I stared down into his wet shimmering eyes.

He sniffled and wiped his red little nose on his sleeve of his shirt. “Thank you.” He whispered and I just reached over his head for his oversized jacket hanging on the wall and shuffled him into it.

“We will discuss this some more at my place. Come on I need to make sure you eat something.” I said as I made sure he had everything he needed before taking his key from him and locking his front door. My heart felt a little lighter when he slipped his tiny hand in mine as I led him out of the building and handed him into my Jaguar. We  had just weathered our first argument, let’s see what the remainder of our chat will bring. I slipped behind the wheel and he reclaimed my hand once we merged into traffic and I carefully but quickly whisked him off to my home.

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

(Ellis’ penthouse———>) Warning there is a little naughtiness here.

Timothy’s eyes were as wide as two desert plates when he stepped off the private elevator and into the foyer of my penthouse. His head swiveled from left to right as he studied my home, and again I felt a pang of guilt.

I come and go from this place almost every day of every week when I chose to stay in the city instead of commuting to my house that was a little further upstate, in the rural area where I kept my house and stables with my horses. And I’m sorry to say, I do tend to take the finer comforts that my wealth has afforded me for granted. And Looking at all the trappings through Timothy’s young fresh eyes made me want to appreciate everything I have even more.

His open awe and delight with the things in my home made me want to shower him with everything his little heart desires; but I knew if I did, it wouldn’t go over so well with him and I would possibly end up losing him. Timothy’s reaction alone to the small donation I tried to make for his Orphanage proved that hands down. So, I will just have to figure out another way to help out his valiant cause and hopefully get him to let me provide him with the necessities he needed.

“This is really nice.” He said as I ushered him further into the penthouse. I helped him out of his jacket and I took it and his gloves from him and hung them in the hall closet. Timothy stood there looking like he didn’t want to touch anything. I stepped up close to him and I drew him into my arms, and I loved the way he immediately cuddled into my chest like he was made to fit there.

“Baby, this is my home, not a museum you can make yourself comfortable, you can sit anywhere and touch anything you want. If you have a question about how to work any of the electronics, just ask. I want you to be comfortable when you are here.” I said and he just nodded his head under my chin. Timothy is too cute for words. “Come on; let’s see what we can whip up for dinner.” I said as I pulled away from him and led him by the hand down the hall and into my kitchen. And Again, I watched him as he studied his surroundings.

I eased him onto one of the bar stools at the center island and made my way over to the refrigerator to see what my housekeeper Mrs. Collins had stocked in there for me this week. She usually prepared dinner for me in the evenings when I asked her to. But Most times I didn’t because I preferred to eat out and sample the multitude of food the multiracial city had to offer.  And As busy as I am on a daily basis, I hardly had the time to cook as much as I wanted to.

Hmm…I had some choice selections of steaks on hand, and immediately my mind went to grilling them with my special marinade and pairing them with diced potatoes and roasted red peppers. I turned to him and he was curiously watching me with those big green eyes.  “How about steak and potatoes?” I asked him and smiled as he vigorously nodded his head in agreement.

“Can I do anything to help you?” He asked as he scooted off the stool and tentatively opened both sides of my restaurant grade refrigerator.

Suddenly, he started hopping up and down as he pulled the tub of chocolate ice cream out of the fridge, along with milk, and caramel sauce. “Milkshake.” Timothy informed me. “Yum…Chocolate.” He finished as he piled his findings on the counter top. His head snapped up and his gaze searched around the kitchen and I knew exactly what he was looking for.

I walked over to the pantry and got the blender from off the shelf and carried it over to where he was literally bouncing in place and plugged it in for him. I opened one of the drawers and I handed him the ice cream scoop and I pointed to the cabinet where I kept my glass tumblers. Once he was situated, I went back to infusing the marinade into the beef so that I can place them on the indoor grill.

I was busy drizzling olive oil into an empty skillet when there was the whirl of the blender’s motor and a high pitched squeal following just seconds after the noise started. I spun around and I had to bite my tongue as I rushed over and slapped the off switch on the counter top device, and I turned to study the damage to my splattered little love. Everything from his gorgeous flowing mane to the entire front of his shirt, and right down to his jeans were covered in chocolate goop. He was standing there with both arms still up in front of his face and licking Chocolate ice cream from his fingers.

“Sorry.” Timothy whispered and tucked his chin into his chest. “Aww…baby don’t worry, it’s my bad. I forgot to tell you to have a good grip on the lid when you start this thing; it’s a really powerful piece of equipment.” I assured him as I watched chocolate run down the side if his delectable neck and I was immediately hard. And I was oh so tempted to fling him onto the counter and lick every square inch of him clean. My mouth was practically salivating at the thought, but yet again, I tried my best to clamp down on those urges.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and marched him down the hall towards my bedroom. Once inside, I continued to walk him straight through my bedroom until we were in the master bath. “Okay babe, you can go ahead and get cleaned up, the shower is through there and you just have to turn the knobs until you get the water at the temperature you want. The towels are hanging in the warmer next the shower doors, feel free to use as many as you want. And I will put out something for you to wear on the bed, just place your clothes on the floor outside the bathroom door when you take them off. I will throw them in the washer.”

“Okay.” Timothy mumbled and began to unbutton his shirt. I would have loved to stay and watch him undress and get into my shower. I would love to stroke myself to the image of water cascading in rivulets down his smooth body. I spun on my heels and headed for the door.

“Don’t worry, I got the kitchen. I’m going to have to invest in a better blender, you don’t know how many times that has happened to me.” I assured him and he brighten a bit at my words.

As I headed back to the kitchen, I couldn’t help but shake my head and chuckle as I recalled the stunned expression on his sweet little face after the blender regurgitated his milkshake, but that chuckle quickly changed into a groan as I looked at the mess awaiting me on the center island. I ignored it for the moment and went back to preparing the potatoes, once they were simmering away. I quickly wiped up the mess and I jogged down the hall and collected his soiled clothes and threw them in the washing machine. I rushed back to the kitchen and used the left over ingredients and made him his milkshake. I was just pouring the thick mixture into the glass tumbler when he came back into the kitchen and Jesus Christ, all the blood rushed from my brain straight to my dick.

Timothy was standing there fidgeting with the hem of my t-shirt. The large garment swam on his slender frame. It covered him from chin to thigh, but the neckline slipped off one of his creamy shoulders and he looked good enough to eat. His slender legs peeked from underneath the fabric and he just looked so delicate and so innocently sexy at the time.

I used the palm of one hand to discreetly push down against my raging hard on, and with the other I offered him the glass of the chocolaty mixed drink. I waved it enticingly at him from where I stood, because there was no way in Hell I would be able to take a step anywhere from here at the moment.

Timothy graced me with a pretty little smile as he forgot his shyness and rushed over to my side to claim his treat. “Thank you.” He whispered as I placed the straw in the glass and he immediately wrapped those plump lips around it and sucked some of the shake into his mouth. My cock jerked and I barely held back the groan that wanted to make its way out of my throat. Again, I guided him over to one of the stools and I made sure that he was comfortable before returning to the food and added the finishing touches to our meal.

All throughout the final steps of removing the food from the stove and plating the beef and potatoes, I tried my best to keep my eyes on what I was doing and not on the very definition of temptation sitting across the way sipping that damn milkshake like nobody’s business. The way Timothy stuck out his pink tipped tongue to steady the straw before he wrapped his plump lips around it, had me wishing that was the mushroomed head of my shaft that was sliding in between those silken lips. And When he hollowed his cheeks to suck, it was like I could feel it in my balls. Shit, I felt like I was going to have to excuse myself and run the bathroom and rub one out so that I can get through this damn dinner without coming all over myself.

I carried the loaded dishes towards the center island and I placed a steaming dish on the place setting in front of him. Timothy put down that infernal milkshake, thank God, and eagerly picked up his fork. I watched his ritual of closing his eyes to say a quick prayer before he began eating his dinner, and I had to smile a little at that, I wasn’t overly religious, but I did believe in God. And Some people would have insisted that everyone in their company prayed over there food; but no, not Timothy, he would never push or knowingly make anyone feel uncomfortable if he could help it. He is an absolute treasure, and one that I would protect and love until the end of my days if he will let me.

Dinner was pleasant, Timothy complimented me on my food and proceeded to ask me some questions about the art work that was on display around the penthouse, and that explanation led into a discussion about his aspirations of becoming a graphic designer. He discussed his own love of art, and I made a mental note of it and filed that information away for future reference. I got up to clear away the dishes and he was right there at my side to help me, and he wouldn’t take no for an answer.

After the kitchen was once again pristine, I asked Timothy if he felt for anything else he wanted and he shook his head no, so I took him by the hand and led him to the den area. I plopped down on the first available couch and against my better judgment I pulled him down to sit on my lap. The masochist in me groaned as his curved ass rubbed all over my hard on as he made himself comfortable. I knew he felt  my entire length because he immediately stopped squirming, and I got a glimpse of his redden cheeks before he ducked his head in attempts to hide his blushing.

“There is nothing for you to be embarrassed about, baby. My body will always respond to anything that involves you.” I said as I brushed my lips against his temple. Timothy shivered in my arms and I reached back and pulled the fleece throw blanket from the back of the sofa and wrapped him in it. Then, I reached for the remote and turned on the 70 inch flat screen TV mounted on the opposite wall and found the channel listings and movie selections.

“Pick something for us to watch love.” I said and watched as he gave the TV screen his full attention. And I took the time to study his gorgeousness yet again now that he wasn’t paying me any attention.

It took no time at all for him to select a movie and I clicked on his choice. It was, “The Fast and Furious,” and I had to say, I never would have thought that he was into cars and speed, and when I asked him, he said he was more into Paul Walker and started giggling at the look of surprise on my face. I retaliated to his cheekiness by tickling him until he begged me for mercy. All that horsing around did absolutely nothing to calm my rock hard erection. As a matter of fact I had to grab his hips to keep him still. He was now straddling my thighs and his shapely ass was resting directly on my cock. I threw my head back into the cushions of the sofa and tried to will my body to cooperate.

Timothy must have noticed the battle that was raging within me, i’m sure my discomfort was written plainly across my face. “What’s wrong am I hurting you?” He quietly asked me and made to get up, but my hands on his waist kept him in place.

“Your fine, just stay still for a minute babe, don’t move at all.” I told him with my eyes still with clenched tightly closed. I knew if I looked up at him and I knew just the sight of him sitting on top of me would make this situation even worse. I released a slow deep breath and finally, I felt like a had some semblance of control over my libido. That was until Timothy realized he was now free to move and the naughty little shit slid his hands down my arms until he entwined his fingers with mine and he rolled those slender hips in my lap.

Timothy’s hard on brushed hard against my abs and my erection was squeezed between those firm butt cheeks. I tried to get my hands loose to recapture his hips again, but he leaned forward on my hands and pinned them into the cushions at either side of my head.

“Timothy, I am trying to do the right thing by you here. I don’t want to rush into anything. We discussed this at your place earlier.” I panted as he continued to grind that enticing ass against the entire length of my cock. He was pressing his upper body on my wrists, I could still break his hold if I wanted to but I didn’t want to hurt him and to be honest, he felt damn good rubbing that fuckable ass all over my cock the way he was.

I was fighting within myself if I should out a stop to this altogether or give in and give us both some much needed sexual relief, but I was completely distracted from those thoughts when Timothy threw his head back and moaned deep in his throat as I lifted my hips and drove the head of my member into the crease of those flexing globes. Only the thin cotton of his borrowed boxers and the fabric of my jeans prevented penetration, and the sexy sound had my cock pumping out copious amounts of pre-cum into my underwear.

“Ugh…baby, you are killing me. Tell me what you want?” I pleaded up at him as my hips took a life of their own and thrust upwards as he continued to roll and rock on my covered member.

Timothy mewled and he leaned up to look at me, and those beautiful wide eyes were blown wide open. I could barely see the green irises at the edge of his half lidded gaze. “Please…please make me come.” He panted in a sweet little breathy voice and fuck if I didn’t lose it.

With a feral growl and stood straight up and he gasped and wrapped his legs around my waist and his arms around my shoulders as I charged down the hall towards my bedroom. When I got there, I stormed towards the bed and dropped him on the king size mattress covered in fluffy goose down bedding and he bounced a little, but my hands went straight for my cotton boxers that he was wearing and I pulled the material down his legs and threw them somewhere in the room. I watched as a furious blush spread across his already flushed skin. I left him the dignity of my shirt because as bold as he was being, I knew he wasn’t ready to be stripped naked by me yet.

Stepping back from the edge of the bed, I ripped my sweater over my head and dropped my jeans and boxers with one powerful tug. And Despite his inherent shyness, Timothy’s eyes were riveted on my body and he licked his pretty pink lips. And I was a more than pleased to see that he liked what he saw. I stood there and I preened for a bit as I wrapped my fingers around the girth of my shaft and gave myself one luscious pull from root to tip. Timothy watched as I pleasured myself and I could have sworn I heard him whimper as pearl of pre-ejaculate formed on the tip of my shaft.

“I would ask you baby, those sweet lips were made for it, but I know you are new to this, and to tell you the truth, I wouldn’t last even for a hot second if you wrapped that delicious mouth around my cock.” I purred as I let go of myself and stalked my way towards the bed. “Slide up a little more towards the middle of the bed baby.” I instructed him as I climbed into the mattress and made my way towards him on my hands and knees. I didn’t stop until I crawled up his trembling body and hovered just mere inches above him.

I leaned forward and captured those sinful lips with mine and I licked my way into the sweet cavern of his mouth. My body tingled and my balls throbbed with anticipation. The little sounds that he was feeding into my mouth and his busy little hands made me use my knees to spread his thighs wide open and I settled myself into the cradle of his hips.

I continued to kiss and nibble on those deliciously soft lips. I nearly lost my mind when my naked cock aligned with his and our mutual fluids smoothed the way for them to glide together in perfect harmony like they have been doing it for years. My blood pounded in my ears, but I was still being egged on my his urgent little moans, and his delicate little mewls and whimpers.

My balls churned and quivered with the need to come and I reached down to wrap my fingers around both his cock and mine. They were both leaking and wet and I loved it. I began a brutal pace as I jacked the both of us until we were both incoherent and babbling utter nonsense.

Timothy threw his head back into the pillows under his head and arched his back. He released a high pitched keening sound as he shot thick white streams of semen all over his stomach and my fingers. Some of it even landed in my chin and the sight and the scent of him sent me spiraling into my own spine tingling orgasm. My balls exploded and my shaft pulsed over and over again as I emptied myself all over his groin and his abdomen. The sight of my come all over his privates and pubes almost had me coming all over again. My body twitched with the last of the convulsions of my completion. And I collapsed unto my elbows and tried to catch my breath, my chest heaving with the effort to do so.

I looked down and the sight of a sated and panting Timothy made my chest swell with pride that I was the one responsible for making him look like that. I brushed his mussed up hair over his shoulder and I loved how it looked splayed across my sheets. This is exactly where he belonged, and this was how he is meant to look all day every day, and I was going to do whatever it takes to make it happen.

I nuzzled his cheek with the tip of my nose, not quite ready to move yet although our mutual releases were cooling fast on our skin. Timothy opened his beautiful eyes and stared adoringly into my face.

The next thing I knew he gave me a saucy little grin and shocked the Hell out of me by saying, “That was awesome. I want to do it again.” And He thrust his hips upwards into mine and he was already hard and ready again.

“Fuck!“ I groaned and tried to swear to myself that I wasn’t going to let this madness continue tonight. But Timothy literally purred in my ear and damn if I didn’t feel my cock perking up and taking notice. Hell, where the Hell did my willpower disappear to?

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

(Busy downtown life————>)

 

The snow had finally let up and I rolled out of my bed and my sock covered feet hit the floor. I almost didn’t want to get up and face my day. I would have rather woken up in my Sex God’s arms like I did just a few mornings ago. But reality had set in and he had to go back to ruling his kingdom, and I have been living in dream land ever since and working  myself up at the memories of him. The way he dwarfed me with his height and all those bulging mouth watering muscles. The way he made me feel safe, and especially the way he made me feel like I was the only thing that mattered in his world. It’s only been a short time, an extremely short time, and at first I was concerned that things were moving too quickly for my liking. But this man made me feel things that I have never felt before. He has awaken parts of my personality that I never realized that I had, and every time I thought about just how bold I was when he had taken me over to his mind boggling penthouse apartment made me blush time and time again. The morning after I woke up naked from the waist down and wrapped around the man like a living breathing blanket.

And trust Ellis to catch me before I had the chance to scurry off into his impressive bathroom to wallow in my embarrassment, but he refused to allow me to do so, instead he had told me that what we experienced together was the best sexual encounter he has ever had, and I had immediately melted into those strong arms. This man is almost too good to be true. I didn’t  want to be negative or have negative thoughts about him or our budding relationship, but I felt like the other shoe is going to drop and my bubble was going to burst any minute now. Someone like him couldn’t possibly want me for more than temporary amusement. I mean he has everything; money, power, and he is sexy as all get out. What do I have, nothing not even a background other than being a kid no one wanted.

I was well into my pity party when I heard something chirping in the apartment and I looked around trying to see what the hell it was. Whatever it is it continued twitting away and I followed the sound to my jacket pocket, and I was confused as I reached inside my coat and to my surprise, I was holding one of those Apple smart phones. And from the look of it, it was brand new. I could feel my temper already beginning to spike knowing exactly who was behind this expensive phone. I flipped the device over, and then bam, just as quickly as I got upset, I turned around and softened into the consistency of pudding right there at that very moment. Ellis’ name flashed across the screen, but the picture that accompanied his name was one of me lying on my stomach in the middle of his bed while he leaned over me kissing me on my cheek as slept on completely unaware of his loving gesture. Damn this man knew how to fuck with my head.

The phone stopped ringing before I could figure out what to do, I never had one of these trendy things. My phone was an archaic flip cellular phone that you had top push the buttons several times over to get the letter you wanted when you are texting a message to someone. It immedaitely started ringing again and Ellis’ name popped up yet again with that adorable picture on the screen of the device. I studied the screen and followed the green answer logo and swiped my finger over it.

“Hello.” I answered putting the thing to my ear wondering if I was holding it correctly.

“Before you get upset honey, I just wanted you to have a reliable source of communication, a secure way of contacting me and vice versa. And no it’s not expensive it’s on my company plan. And baby, I miss you.” Ellis quickly responded before I had the chance to chastise him about the cell phone. And I am sure he knew he had me when he dropped his voice several octaves when he told me he missed me. The deep baritone shot of pulse of awareness straight to my balls and scattered my thoughts processes at the same time.

“You should be a politician, you silver tongued Devil. I will use the phone for the time being but if something goes wrong, then you are taking this thing back. I don’t even know how to use it.” I informed him as I got up and selected my clothes for the day. I had to make a concentrated effort to get out there and collect for the kids before it was too late to get them anything at all. I needed to make a stop by the Orphanage too and check in to make sure that everything was alright after the little snow in we had over the last few days. 

“Why don’t you stop by my office today and we can go to lunch or something. I need to see you, it’s been a couple of days, and that too long for me not to hold you in my arms.” Ellis purred in my ear and my cock jumped like it was all in for that idea.

“Um…I can’t make any promises. I am going out to collect today for the children and I won’t want to leave if the donations look promising.” I replied as I pulled on my thickest pair of jeans.

I heard him groan before he replied, “Honey, I really, really wish that you wouldn’t go out with these freezing temperatures, just the thought of you out there in the cold doesn’t sit well with me at all. I know it’s for a good cause and I know you will not accept my money, but please let me think of something. Come to my office, let’s have breakfast instead and we can brain storm fund raising ideas for the Orphanage, one that doesn’t involve putting your health or your life at risk. I know it’s too soon to be telling you this, but you have become my world since you looked up at me from the middle of the street with those big gorgeous green eyes of yours.”

“Gah…Stop saying things like that, you make me lose my common sense. How I am supposed to respond when you say stuff like that? Nevermind, I will be there in about an hour.” I said holding the phone between my shoulder and my ear as I hung my sweatshirt back in the closet and pulled out one of my nicer sweaters instead. If I was going to his place of business, I wanted to look as nice as I possibly could.

“I am sending Thomas for you. He should be there in about twenty minutes. Is that good for you?” Ellis asked and I rolled my eyes. I wasn’t even going to bother to argue with him about the door to door service because he was just trying to take care of me, and in all actuality the warm plushness of his car was way better than the meat locker environment of the city bus.

“That’s fine, I’ll be ready. See you soon.” I  said and disconnected the call before he could come up with something else to try to make my life easier, the sweet bastard. I felt really special with all the things that he is trying to do for me. But I have been relying on myself for so long that it’s second nature to me, and I feel uncomfortable taking money from him. my feelings cannot be bought, and his money his just that, his money.

Brushed, scrubbed, and polished, I grabbed my jacket, gloves, and my scarf and headed for my front door. I wrapped myself up the best I could and shrugged myself into my coat and then, I was out the door. I checked to make sure it was locked before taking the stairs down the the little lobby of my building that led out onto the street. My foot had barely hit the cold concrete before Ellis’ posh car and driver swooped in and glided along the curb coming to a stop almost at my feet. Thomas, his driver hopped out of the car and opened the back door for me and I scurried across the sidewalk and into the car blushing at the thoughts of feeling like some kind of fairy tale princess or something,  yeesh I needed to get a grip.

Thomas was very pleasant and he kept up a steady stream of chatter as he swept me through the busy city streets, it took no time at all before we pulled up in front of the Magnate Building, a stunning concrete and glass skyscraper that glistened in the dull mid morning light. A security guard stepped up to the parked car and ushered me into the building. He informed me that he was taking me to Mr. Carrington’s private elevator. I was whisked right past a multitude of people I supposed worked in the building or had business in one of the multiple offices. I barely had a chance to take in the splendor of the marble floors and the ornate Holiday decorations in the lobby. The guard swiped a key card and the elevator doors swooshed open and with a sweep of his arm he indicated to me to get on. The portly man wished me a wonderful day as the doors quietly closed and I was propelled upwards to wherever Ellis’ office was located.

The car came to a perfect stop and the doors opened to reveal none other than the man that has occupied my every thought awake and asleep for the last few days. He graced me with that sexy smirks and my knees wobbled just a little as I stepped out of the lift and into his office space. And without a care in the world, Ellis leaned over and captured my lips in a claiming kiss that left me wanting more when he pulled away. But I noticed a very pretty woman seated across the expanse of the shiny marble floor. Her desk was one of those elegant writing desk types and she looked a bit smug as she observed our little intimate moment. My face flushed bright red and I buried it under his chin. Maybe I should have insisted on seeing him later on after work instead. I didn’t know what to make of this situation at all, but I was here already so I guess I will make the best of it.

Ellis tried to nudge me out of my hiding spot from underneath his chin, but I refused to resurface. “Hey baby, that pretty lady over there is Stephanie. She is my personal assistant and she has been with me for many years. There is no need to feel self conscious or embarrassed around her. This area only houses my private office, all my other my employees work on several of the floors below us. So come on honey, I got breakfast waiting for us.” He explained as he tried to coax me out into the open again and I gave in and I  pulled back peeked up at him from under my eyelashes. “There you are beautiful, come right this way.” Ellis said and I drew in a deep breath and followed him into his world.

I waved a polite hello to Ellis’ assistant as we drew to a stop in front of her desk and he introduced me to the beaming woman before continuing into his office. He led me inside and shut the door behind us. And the extravagance of his lifestyle will never cease to amaze me. My jaw dropped as I took in the sheer elegance his work space. The entire back wall behind his desk was pure glass, and the office itself was done in a contemporary style. It was a huge space, and he made use of all of it. There was a sitting area, the sofas were light gray while his chairs were stark white, all leather. The only splash of color were the several paintings on the wall. And I have now figured out that Ellis is a connoisseur of  fine art.

 Completely ignoring the scent of whatever it was Ellis had ordered for our breakfast, I hurried across the reflective marble tiles and all but pressed my entire body against the floor to ceiling  glass panels, the view of the city center was spectacular from here. I could see all the flashing billboards and the multiple decorations all over the buildings and even in the streets. I felt like I was in a giant fish bowl high up on a top shelf somewhere. My hands where pressed on the cool glass as my breath fogged up the panel in front of me. I felt Ellis step up behind me, and he towered over me as he pressed his front against my back. He ran his large hands up my arms and laced his fingers through mine and pinned them where they rested against the chilled glass in front of me.

“Baby, you are fucking stunning. I was all set to sit down and have a civilized breakfast with you. I wanted to pitch my ideas about how we can help the the children and the Orphanage, and I mean more than just during the holidays. But seeing you standing here in my office with the entire city on display behind you makes me want to do other things with you. Things I have no business even contemplating about right now.” Ellis whispered seductively in my ear and everything disappeared for me, the scenery in front of me, and the opulence of my surroundings. My entire focus shifted to this man pressed so enticingly against my body. I could feel the evidence of his desire, that firm ridge of flesh pressing into my lower back and again my weak knees wobbled, and I wasn’t sure if I released a needy little whimper or not. But I was sure that I did by the low growl that emitted from my man chest.

 Ellis spun me around and used that big body to pin me against the window as he captured my lips in a searingly hot kiss. He licked his way across my trembling bottom lip and speared the determined appendage into my mouth to twirl and dance wetly with my tongue. He wedged one of those thick thighs in between my thighs and pressed up under my balls, and I happily humped against him like a horny little puppy. I slid my hands under his jacket and up over the ridges of muscle in his strong back. I traced his muscle defination  and reveled in the heat coming off his skin. Ellis fingers snaked into my hair and he pulled my head back separating our mouths. He nibbled his way down the side of  my neck and sucked on that extra sensitive spot behind my ear, the errogenous zone that had me moaning and humping against him a little faster and a little harder.

Ellis’ big hands traveled down until they grabbed my ass and he dug his fingers into the firm mounds of flesh,  and I felt like climbing up his awesome body and latch onto broad shoulders and just hang on for the ride. But I could only cling to him and be swept away on a wave of ecstasy. God he felt so good with at lest ninety percent of his body pressed firmly against mine. My blood rushed through my  veins and my heart fluttered away in my chest as my balls quivered and ripened, ready to churn out my release at any given moment.

 “Ellis…God, I’m…Shittttt,  right there.” I stammered as I tore my mouth away from his maddening lips and buried my face against his neck. I moaned and tried to take control of my wayward hips as I felt his fingers pulling on the buttons of my jeans. And I was embarrassed to say that the minute his warm fingers touched the turgid length of my shaft, my jaws locked and I clenched my eyes shut as stars burst in behind the lids and my body exploded into millions of tiny fragments.

“Fucking perfect.” I heard Ellis whisper, the words vibrated against my forehead that was still currently  tucked under his chin. I slowly came back down from my sexual high only to feel him using his linen handkercheif to clean me up. I was still crushed against him and I could feel the long thick tube of erection practically pulsing behind the zipper of his tailored slacks, the impressive length snaked down between his thighs and my mouth watered as I wondered what he tasted like, and how would it feel to lick and suck on him? I unclenched my fingers from the back of his shirt and my fingers fumbled with the closure of his pants, but Ellis brought his hand up to rest over mine. “You don’t have to baby. I wanted to see what you would look like when I make you come with the back drop of the city behind you, and it was everything I thought it would be and that image will forever be imprinted forever on my soul, sweetness.”

“What are you trying to do to me, are you real?” I blurted out as I pulled out from underneath his chin and stared incredulously at him. “I keep waiting for something to happen, for you to turn into some kind of control freak or an asshole of epic proportions, but so far nothing. You just keep on being this man, one that says the right things, and one that does the right things. A man that makes me feel like I am the only thing in his world. And it doesn’t make sense to me, for you to be doing all these things, to be saying all these things to me when you are so way out of my league. You are rich, you are perfect, and you want to solve all my problems because you can. But what can I bring to the table? I am poor struggling student and I own nothing other than second hand items I was lucky enough to get in good shape.” I mumbled and tried to push myself away from him. I was totally embarrassed that I regurgitated all that crap, but in a sense, I was happy that I did. Maybe now, he was either going to tell me I am just a flavor of the month or that he was just stracthing an itch. Either way, Ellis will have to explain to me why he finds me attractive.

I almost wanted to roll my eyes at myself and my drama. I was being such an emotional adolescent. I felt like I should be passing him a note that says if you like me circle yes and write down your phone number. But I pushed that thought out of my head,  I needed to know if this was real like I needed my next breath. Ellis would’t let me hide my real feelings, as a matter of fact, with a startled little yelp from me, he picked me up and carried me towards his massive desk. He sat down in the chair behind the desk and pulled me onto his lap so that I straddled his thighs and I was facing him. His blue eyes blazed with intensity as my gaze was trapped and held by his. It didn’t even dawn on me that my jeans were still gaped wide open or that my ass was pressing against his still rock hard shaft.

“Timothy, I am going to explain some things to you and I don’t want you to say anything until I am finished. I want you to listen baby, I need you to hear me because this is the last time I am going to tolerate you doubting my feelings and my intentions towards you.” He stated and I could only stare wide eyed back at him and nod my head.

“I know it seems like everything in our relationship is moving too fast, but baby for me, you been a long time coming. Look around you, love. What do you see? I’ll tell you, you see. You see all the benefits of my money. You see the trappings my business’ success. You see the luxury offices of a CEO. My business, my website that brings couples together for romantic reasons or for business reasons, and everything in between. It has brought about  thousands upon thousands of success stories of happily matched pairs. But yet its owner is or was very much single and alone. Other than my employees, who do I have, no one. And the men I have dated only saw me for the size of my bank account, or what luxuries I could provide for them.” Ellis shook his head and my heart constricted at the pain that flashed across his features.

“They never saw the real me, they would think it’s crass to stay home and actually cook dinner when we could eat out at some expensive eatery or have something catered for the multitude of their friends that I don’t even know, but they always seemed to be in my house. They would expect me to shower them them my money and my time, whereas I can’t even get you to take a donation for your  for the children you collect for. And  I know you will never allow me to get you a better apartment, or help you with your tuition and books for school. You definitely won’t let take you shopping for warmer more form fitting clothes. And because you won’t let me, I find myself wanting to do these things for you  even more. You don’t think it’s your right to receive anything from me.” Ellis stated and the dejected tone of his voice had ducking my head once again to hide the furious blushing on my face.

“Baby, earlier on the very day  that we met, I had already decided to give up looking for that special someone to share my life. I was contemplating skipping out of town away from all the happiness of the season, and all these adoring couples and loving families by finding some remote island somewhere and lose myself in whatever young cabana boy or whoever I would find to occupy my time until I returned to my lonely reality and then bam, out of nowhere you literally land in my lap. And you don’t expect a damn thing from me other than my time. You are actually harboring the idea that you are not good enough for me, when in all actuality, I am not good enough for you. A man who selflessly stands out in subzero weather on purpose to collect people’s loose change to buy orphaned children holiday presents. You, who takes their lot in life, meager or otherwise and make due with it the best way you can,  and without a word of complaint? You are a better person than I will ever be, you have a bigger and better heart than mine. And from the day I looked into your pretty green eyes, you have captured my heart, as jaded and lacking as it may be it’s yours and only yours already. I hope you understand what I am trying to say to you.” He said as he ran a gentle finger across my cheek.

Tears gathered and pooled in my eyes as I dragged my gaze back up to his shimmering one. I tried to say something, anything but nothing would come out of my mouth. And the lump in my throat refused to budge. Ellis leaned over and graced me with one of the sweetest kisses he has given me. He brought both his hands up and rested his palms on my face and looked me right in my eyes and whispered. “I love you. I swear I do.” And damn if my heart didn’t stutter to a stop in my chest before it started pounding like it wanted to fly right out of my chest and into the hands of its owner.

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

(Ellis’ playroom–––––>) Severe WARNING

 

Timothy looked positively bowled over as he sat on top of me with his legs straddling my hips. His pretty pink lips were working like he was trying to say something, and I felt my heart constrict in my chest. I was hoping that he was trying to tell me that he loves me too. I wouldn’t rush him if he couldn’t say the words just yet. But I was going to do everything and anything in my power to make damn sure that he will love me just as much as I already love him. Timothy is the one for me, I already feel the connection to him deep in my very soul.  The good Lord has granted a miserable fuck like me an unimaginable miracle by putting this sweet boy directly in my path and I was not throwing this chance at love away.

“Baby, don’t worry, you don’t need to say anything. If you don’t love me yet that is okay, but I promise you that one day you will, I will make sure of it. We are meant to be my love, and I have waited all my life for you, so I am accustomed to waiting. And I will patiently wait until you feel for me what I feel for you.” I whispered against the smoothness of his soft cheek.

Timothy whimpered and threw his arms around my shoulders,  and he rested his head on my shoulder. His long blond tresses cascaded over my shoulder and down my back. The soft strands tickled my neck. He was facing away from me, and I just rubbed the tense muscles in his little back. I felt him shudder against me as they slowly twitched and relaxed under my touch. “I have never been in love before. But I do know that I feel comfortable around you, and I feel like I can be myself when I am with you. I know that I don’t experience any of the awkwardness that I usually do with others. And I miss you when you are not with me and I feel happy just to hear your voice. I feel like I can conquer the world when we pleasure each other. And I also know that I have never felt for anyone the way I feel for you. So if that is what it feels like to be in love. Then, I guess I love you too.” Timothy quietly stated and I felt my blood surge like fire through my veins.

I tilted my shoulder forward and encouraged him to lift his head and look at me. And when he did, I looked him right in those gorgeous emerald geen eyes. “Say it again, baby. I want to hear and see the words coming out of your pretty little mouth. And you are right, if you feel like that about me, then yes, my sweetness, that is love. Now please, please say it again.” I pleaded with him. I desperately needed to hear this. I wanted it so bad that my cock was diamond hard and leaking under his luscious ass. It throbbed painfully behind my zipper but I ignored it. I wanted those words to flow out of that heavenly mouth.

My little darling looked me directly in the eye and let the words I have been salivating for spill from his lips like honey. The, “I love you.” Washed over my senses like lighter fluid, and when he leaned forward to sweetly peck me on the mouth he ignited a fire in me like none that I have ever felt before.

“I need you. I need you right now. I want to take you and bury myself so deep inside of you, that you won’t know where I start or where you end. But baby, I won’t rush you…”

Timothy kissed me again and cut off my words, but this time he immediately took the caress deeper by spearing his warm wet tongue between my lips seeking out my own. As he licked his way into my mouth, my little vixen rolled his slender hips making the firm globes of his rounded ass rub along the length of my rigid shaft and I groaned into his mouth. Timothy slightly eased away from me and captured my gaze with his half lidded stare,  “Rush me.”  He whispered seductively in my ear and sweet Jesus, I lost it.

With a gutteral growl, I surged up onto my feet. I moved so suddenly that Timothy had to grab onto the lapels of my jacket to steady himself as his feet hit the floor. I picked up the phone and literally barked at Thomas to have the car brought around front  immediately. I took him by the hand and literally dragged him across the room where I bundled him into his too large jacket. I slapped his beanie cap onto his head and pulled him out of my office marching him past a startled Stephanie.

“Shut down everything in my office, cancel everything until further notice, and I am unavailable unless the building is burning down or the website crashes. Otherwise do not interrupt me until you hear otherwise from me.” I barked and I was shuffled Timothy towards my private elevator. I was so focused on getting him home and into his sweet but  Devilish ass, that I completely missed my assistant’s knowing smirk or Timothy’s bright red cheeks. But whatever, he played with the sleeping tiger, and now I had every intention of mauling him until we both won’t be able to walk in the very near future.

The lift arrived and I pulled my panting little love onto it behind me, and I waited until the door closed completely before slamming him against the wall of the lift and pushing the stop button. The car jerked to a stop and the lights dimmed just a little, but I paid it no mind. My focus was solely on the beautiful boy in front of me. I swooped down and claimed those dewy soft lips, and I almost wept at how good he tasted. Everything about him tuned me on and his whispered acceptance of my plans for us today had me almost foaming at the mouth with anticipation.  But I needed for him to be absolutely sure about it. God only knows, if I started making love to this man and he gets cold feet, it would take more will power that I knew I didn’t possess to stop myself from fucking him through my bed.

Timothy’s fingers fisted in my hair as he snuggled himself impossibly closer to my body. His erection rubbed against my thigh and he released one of the sexiest little sounds I have ever heard. His hips snapped forward and I let him grind against my thigh. “Be sure baby, make absolutely sure this is what you want. I can’t…”

“I’m sure.” Timothy cut me off and nipped me on my chin. I felt my cock pulse out another stream of pre-ejaculate and I pulled out the stop button and let the car resume it’s descent to the first floor. By the time we got to the lobby, I could no longer see or hear anyone or anything. My determined strides led us straight out of the building and into the back seat of my car. Where I immediately picked Timothy up and placed him on my lap. I reclaimed his shocked lips and proceeded to kiss him like I was going off to war. First, I took him to the right side, and I licked, nibbled, and sucked on his tongue and lips. And then, I took him to the left side and sucked his soft tongue into my mouth and mimicked how I wanted to suck on that pretty blushing cock  that was pressing so nicely against my abs. Even through the layers of our clothes, I could feel his heat. I could smell his intoxicating scent and my tongue curled out of mouth and I licked the air like I could taste his arousal while I rolled up against his luscious ass.

My fingers took a mind of their own as they slipped under the many layers of his clothing until I made contact with his flushed skin. I let my fingers slide in between the waistband if his jeans and the curve of his butt cheeks. I dipped one finger into his crease and Timothy whimpered for me. He frantically began rubbing his entire body against mine further enticing this restless beast inside of me. I almost started to rip him out of clothes when I heard Thomas quietly announce that we have arrived at my penthouse. I didn’t even wait for my loyal driver to open the door for us. I swung myself out of the vehicle and with Timothy’s hand held firmly in mine I stormed through the front entrance of the building. I barely managed to nod a greeting at my doorman before I made my way across the lobby and impatiently began stabbing the buttons on the elevator, then I remembered the damn key card key and fumbled in my pocket for the infernal thing.

Finally, I was able to get him onto the lift and this time I kept my hands to myself because I was a hairs breath away from just fucking him right there where he stood until the red haze from my vision cleared, or I collapsed, whichever event occurred first. I have never wanted anyone the way I wanted Timothy right now, and I had to find a way to calm down so I can make his first time memorable and as pain free as possible. I needed to make love to him, to worship his body, seduce his mind, and capture his heart. He was not a one time slam, bam, and thank you Sir. Timothy is the love of my life and he needed to be treated accordingly.

The elevator doors opened to the foyer of my home and I took his hand and led him straight down the hall. I took him to a room that was very different from my private bedroom. This room was my pleasure room, not that I have used it much. But I built this room for the specific purpose of romance and playing sensual games. And again, I guess I was waiting for the right person to share its amenities with. I opened the door and flipped the light switch on before leading him further into the bedroom.

The space was kept simple, in a feng shui kind of way. The huge California king size bed dominated the middle of the room, but right in front of the bed was a stoned in area that housed a huge bamboo bathtub. There was a specific reason for the open floor plan, a simple bath was meant to tantalize and entice that part of my nature that gets me off on watching someone bathe. A naked and wet nubile body dripping with rivulets of water and scented bubbles sliding over silken skin really did it for me, just the thought of seeing Timothy like that almost made me come in my pants.

Ushering him into the room, I studied his face to see what his reaction to the space will be. His eyes immediately flashed over to the huge bed and the bathtub situated right in front of it. “Baby, this room is one of the places in my home where we can explore each other to our hearts content. It’s a safe room where we can share anything and everything with each other without worrying about being embarrassed. A place for us to explore whatever fantasy we can think of.” I whispered in his ear, before sucking the soft bit of flesh into my mouth and sucking on it. I was rewarded with his breathless little gasp.

I peeled his jacket from his body and flung it towards the chaise lounger by the bed. “I want you, I want to see you dripping wet. I want to watch you wash yourself for me. Will you do that for me? Will you let me sit on the end of this bed and watch as your slender fingers glide over your creamy skin as the stream from your bath makes you flush hot and so enticingly pink for me. Will you do that for me baby?” I asked as I watched his gorgeous eyes dilate as my words sank into his mind. Timothy groaned and closed his eyes as I pulled his body closer to mine, my fingers played with the hem of his shirt before I bunched the material in my fists and peeled him out of it.  My mouth watered as his upper body was now gloriously naked and on full display for me to enjoy.

I knew from his glazed over expression on his face that he didn’t have the wherewithal to answer any of my questions, and I didn’t expect him to. I just leaned in and captured those delectable lips and I took my time in savoring him. And I guess Timothy decided that he wasn’t going to be the only one getting naked because I felt his hands slide up my chest and under the shoulders of my jacket. He eased the coat off my shoulders and let it fall where it may. His fingers shook as they unbuttoned my shirt and I had to once again clamp down on the urge to just take him. I felt like now that I had him here, I just wanted to hurry up and make him mine. But that is not what Timothy needed. I was going to do this with some finesse. I was going to show him that he means more to me than just a casual fuck even if it kills me.

 A hiss escaped my throat when our upper bodies met skin to skin for the very first time. I felt his nipples as they pebbled against my pecs and I couldn’t resist. I leaned down and licked a line of warm moisture from the tip of his adorable chin straight down to one of the hardened nubs. Gently, I kissed the puckered flesh before using my teeth to drag it and suck it into my mouth. I nibbled and soothed it over and over again until Timothy was writhing in my arms. I lifted my head long enough to transfer to the other little pink disc before repeating the process. And my name sounded so sexy coming out of his mouth on a breathless whisper. It made my already happy cock throb even more joy. If it had the ability, my member would probably stand up and begin to sing Christmas carols to celebrate it’s happiness. 

I managed to take my mouth off of him long enough to draw in the much needed air into my lungs, Timothy was panting as well, his slender chest heaving and the light spilling over his beautiful skin only made me want to see more of it. I dropped to my knees in front of him and he released another of those sweet little gasps. His eyes went wide as he watched me pop the buttons of his jeans. “Are you okay with this baby? I have been dying to see all of you.” I purred and he trembled some more for me, but he nodded his consent despite his nerves. I watched his cheeks flush but he kept his eyes on me as I made a show of pulling his zipper down with my teeth.

“Oh my God, that’s so sexy.” Timothy blurted out before he slapped a hand over his mouth and groaned like he didn’t mean to say that out loud.

“Remember darling, no feelings of embarrassment while we are in here, and trust me it’s going to get even sexier between us as the night progresses.” I winked up at him as I worked his pants over his rounded ass and down his slender legs. He helped me out by kicking off his shoes and stepping the rest of the way out of his jeans. I could tell he was still feeling self conscious. His hands were inching towards his crotch to cover the mouth watering erection that was straining behind the snug blue fabric of his underwear. But before he could, I pushed my entire face into his crotch and inhaled his clean musky scent. I lost a little of my hard won control and I immediately ripped the thin material away from his body and swallowed that slender flushed cock whole. I didn’t stop until I felt the head of his rigid member slip past my non-existant gag reflex and into the very back of my throat. And I hummed giving him a delicious surge of vibrations against his shaft causing Timothy to arch his back and moan loud and long while he tangled his fingers in my hair.

I continued to suck him, I loved the way he felt on my tongue and in my mouth. His taste and flavor was addicting and I lapped the head of his cock like it was my favorite treat. I bobbed my head up and down for a few minutes until my sweet one was rocking his hips in time to enthusiastic blow job. I popped off his cock with wet slurp, keeping only the head between my lips as I suckled the ultra sensitive cap. I let him fall from my mouth despite his cry of protest. I got up and led him by the hand over to the tub. God, he was fucking stunning, I thought as I stood there and enjoyed every scrumptious inch of his flushed skin.

I pulled him into the warmth of my body as I used one hand to adjust the faucets and the water temperature. I rained soothing kisses all over face, and I added a little of the vanilla scented soap to the churning water. I had to check if I was drooling already, the combined fragrance of his natural skin and one of my favorite scents had me practically vibrating with anticipation.

“Are you ready to give me a show baby?” I asked him and he blushed as I handed him into the tub. He sank down into the warm water and I placed fresh washcloths and oils on the ledge around the tub. I made sure he was comfortable before I walked over to the bedside table and picked up the little remote control. I turned off all the lights except the ones illuminating the bath area. The glow against Timothy was even more mind blowing than I had expected. I slipped out of the rest of my clothes, and my little love gaped wide eyed at me as I made my way over to the padded bench in front of the bed. I made sure to he had a full frontal view of what was now his and his alone.

I settled myself on the plush seat and spread my legs wide and rested my arms across the foot board. I was open for his viewing pleasure. I was very proud of my body and I wanted him to love every inch of it. I wanted him to see how worked up I am and how much I wanted him. My cock was so fucking hard, it stood straight up in the air. And if I tightened my abdominal muscles it gave my love a jaunty little wave that never ceased to capture his full attention. But the little deviant had my number because all of a sudden a devilish smirk crossed his face and he got up on his knees and reached for a wash cloth. My eyes were riveted to the sight he made as he dipped the cloth in the water and raised the soggy material over his head and squeezed the water all over his body and my entire world spun on its axis.

He repeated the action until his beautiful hair flowed long and wet down the middle of his back. And he was still smiling when he leaned forward again and reached for the bath soap. I was helplessly paralyzed as he lathered his hands and rubbed slow sensual circles all over every square inch of his body. I watched as his shyness slipped away and a bold new determionation took over his actions. Then, Timothy actually stood up in the tub and continued to slowly bathe himself. It wasn’t until the minx turned his back to me and gave me a saucy grin over his shoulder. He nearly made me swallow my tongue as those slender fingers dipped into the crease of his ass and he made a show of washing himself there. He even reached for the detachable shower head and thoroughly washed himself, his body undulating under the pulsing spray massaging his hole.

Timothy pulled that plump pink bottom lip into his mouth and trained those lust filled eyes on me and I had to palm my pulsing shaft to stave off the imminent release that was churning in my balls. I pushed myself off the bench having had enough and made my way over to the little tease. I almost chuckled as he froze and his eyes went wide like he hadn’t a clue as to what to do from here, but that was okay. It was my show now, and I was going to show him how the big boys played the game.

I took the shower head out of his loose fingers and placed it back where it is supposed to be and I pulled the plug in the drain and stepped into the tub with him. I gathered his trembling body against my overheated one. “Wash me baby.” I whispered to him and he immediately reached for the soap and I had to close my eyes as he lathered his hands. I couldn’t watch and feel those soft hands cleansing my body at the same time and not come before I even had a chance to begin. His touch sent sparks of white hot electricity through my body, my balls burned, and my ass clenched tight as I willed myself not to shoot my load all over my sweet smelling love. Fuck,  maybe this wasn’t such a bright idea after all.

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

(Enticing Ellis—––>)WARNING**

Oh My God, I turned into a shameless slut for this man. I can’t believe I am baring my body like this in front of him. And judging from the heat and intensity of his gaze, Ellis was loving the little show that I was putting on for him. When he had taken off the remainder of his clothing and freed that giant piece of equipment that was dangling between his muscular thighs, I nearly fainted. It was only my pride that kept me upright, I wasn’t a coward or some swooning princess. Obviously God has blessed this man with his endowment and I had already committed myself to taking him and letting him claim as his own in return. But oh gosh, how was that supposed to fit inside of me, my ass clenched with both fear and anticipation.

Ellis took a seat in front of me on the little sofa placed in front of his bed. He said this room was his special room and a little part of me couldn’t help but wonder how many was in here before me. But that thought flew right out of my head when the man splayed himself wide open, and I could see everything. Ellis’ body wasn’t exactly smooth, he had sparse black hairs trailing down his abdomen and a trimmed bush surrounding his impressive cock. His long legs were hairy but not extremely so. He was perfect in my eyes. Then the bastard short circuited my brain even more by waving is dick at me like he was taunting me to come and get it. Oh, I had something for him, and it was just the thing to wipe that smug smirk right off of his face.

Those shimmering smoky gray eyes watched me like a hawk when I got up on my knees and leaned forward and grabbed the bath soap. I took my eyes off of my audience of one long enough to see that the soap was some expensive creation made to smell like vanilla. I was sure it contained the real stuff by the looks of the extravagant bottle. I proceeded to meticulously wash myself from head to toe and I discreetly watched my man from underneath my lashes, he was held captivated by me, and I felt a rush of pride that little ole me, could capture and hold the attention of this powerful man. It boosted me to be even bolder with my actions. I turned around and gave Ellis my back and I made a show of washing my butt and my entrance.

Ellis rose to his feet and he zeroed in on me like a heat seeking missile. I knew my number was up when he took the shower head out of my hands and placed it back on the stand. He pulled the plug in the tub before stepping in with me and I couldn’t help the shudder that overtook my body. My skin prickled and my shaft filled to almost a painful capacity as he gathered me into those strong arms.

“Wash me.” He whispered seductively in my ear and a little whimper escaped my throat at just the thought of my hands traveling over all those bulging muscles and the sexy expanse of his flesh. My mouth watered when my gaze dropped to that impressive prick. It was pointing straight at me like it was telling me exactly what it wanted.

As quickly as I could, I lathered my hands and I began with his shoulders. I had to tip up on my toes to reach the wide expanse of muscle but I accomplished it. Ellis’ eyes drifted closed as I continued my slippery journey over his wide pectorals. I continued my soapy trail over his washboard abs and I almost came all over myself as the ridges of muscle quivered under my fingertips. I was fascinated to see a pearlescent drop of precome as it appeared on the tip of that fat blushing shaft. I wanted to drop to my knees and taste him, but I had a task to complete first. I skipped right over that pulsing tube of meat and proceeded to wash those tree trunk thighs, his tight calves, and finally his feet. Now that I was down here. I squeezed some more soap onto my hands and I went to worship his member like it deserved. I was going to take my time getting to know every inch of my man. This was the first time I was close to a cock that wasn’t my own.

Ellis released a strangled groan that had my ass clenching up tight all over again. I wondered what he will sound like as he slides himself into my body and I moaned at the mere thought. My busy fingers slipped down the rock hard ridge of flesh and I cupped his balls. They were already drawn up tight and swollen against his body and I looked up and saw the strain in his face. He was holding himself back for my sake, I knew he was like I knew my own name. And I melted at the consideration he was showing me. He was trying to hold out for me, so not to scare me, and I found it so gosh darned endearing. I wasn’t brave enough yet to just lean forward and take him into my mouth. I have never given a blow job and I didn’t want our first time to literally suck, so I slipped a finger into the warmth of his crease and rubbed a light tracing digit around his puckered entrance. His hips thrust forward and I gave in to temptation and lapped my tongue over the head of that fat mushroomed head. I groaned as the salty yet sweet taste of his essence washed over my taste buds, but it seems that little action was all that Ellis’ control was going to take.

He swept me up until I was standing on my feet and he quickly rinsed the remainder of the soap from his skin before slapping off the flow of the warm water. I was wrapped in a warm fluffy towel and my man took care in drying my hair with another towel. He quickly dried the moisture from his body before leading me towards the massive bed. The comforter was like velvet and slate gray in color, but I din’t have time to admire or even feel the softness of the material against my skin, because Ellis threw it back to the end of the bed to reveal the darker gray satin sheets underneath it.

He dropped his towel and once again revealed his awesome body to me and he held out his arms silently asking me to join him. My heart pounded away in my chest and my breath rushed in and out of my my parted lips. I gingerly dropped my towel and I was pleased to see his heated gaze travel the length of my body before slowly rising to meet my eyes. I climbed onto the bed and went to lie down on my side but he shook his head and maneuvered me onto my stomach and all the air in my body hitched in my chest. Oh God was this it? I wondered, but all thought left me when I felt Ellis firm lips skim over my shoulder as he licked and kissed his way down my spine. A sigh a pleasure escaped me and my body quaked under his touch.

Ellis tapped my thigh and I spread my legs for him until he tapped me again, letting me know exactly how far he wanted me spread for him. I felt his big body slide in between my legs and I clenched the sheets in my fists. The anticipation was killing me, but I let him run the show. He was the experienced one, and Lord knows he had me so hot I felt like I was melting from the inside out. Then, oh my fucking God! Ellis’ big hands parted my butt cheeks and he dived face first into my ass. His tongue circled my puckered entrance and he applied enough pressure as the warm wet appendage licked it into submission. I was literally humping his face and sobbing as he continued to rim me. And when I thought that I could handle his ministrations, he added his teeth to the mix and nibbled on the sensitive flesh around my hole. I saw stars as he alternated with licking and biting all around my entrance. And I lost my ever loving mind. I was begging for things I had no clue what I was begging for.

I didn’t know if I wanted him to stop or continue this exquisite torture, but he kept whispering words of encouragement the entire time. Then Ellis would switch it up and say something extremely dirty and wicked. He would ask me if I wanted him to fuck my pretty little hole with his tongue? He told me that I tasted even better than he could have ever imagined and that he could spend all day lapping me up like a gourmet meal. Then he would ramp me up again all over again by flicking his tongue over my quivering entrance causing my hole to quiver and tremble against that sinfully wicked appendage. I was hot, sweaty, and incoherent by the time I heard the snick of a bottle, and I pushed back against the slippery finger that prodded against my already drenched entrance.

Ellis’ finger slipped almost effortlessly into my body up until the first knuckle then my ass burned and I clenched around the intruding digit.

“Relax for me baby, and push out, trust me. It will make it easier.” He whispered the strained instructions in my ear and I was instantly reminded how much he was holding back to make sure that I gained my own pleasure from this experience. So I did what he said and the entire length of his thick finger slid the rest of the way inside of me and the tip brushed against a certain spot and I felt like something exploded inside of me, my cock jumped underneath me, and I wanted him to do it again.

“Oh Gawd…Ellis, right there…Please, please.” I begged and I felt his lips curve into a smile against my shoulder.

He flexed the finger buried deep in my ass and pegged the spot again, my prostate, and I nearly jumped of the bed. “You mean right there love. “ Ellis chuckled and I didn’t give a shit about his smugness as long as he kept making me feel the way I was feeling. I was a panting moaning mess as he worked my gland over and inserted up to three of his thick fingers into my body. I found myself grinding against them and chanting his name, repeating it over and over again like some kind of soothing manta in my head. I barely heard him telling me how fucking sexy I looked fucking his fingers, and how I was made to give and receive his pleasure. I almost cried when he slipped them out of me, but I again I didn’t have time to register anything other than I was being lifted and settled over his thighs.

“Darling, look at me.” He said and my wild gaze found his smouldering one. “I am going to lube myself up baby, and I want you to ride me. I promise you that I am clean, and I have only had protected sex every single time in the past, and I get tested every six months, my last test was I was clean. I want you to ride me bare, but if it makes you feel more comfortable, I will gladly wear a condom for you. But baby realize that you are it for me, there will be no one else.” Ellis fervently explained to me and I looked down at all that man meat that was now mine. I didn’t have to worry about having anything on my end seeing that I have never done anything remotely sexual with anyone other than my right hand. And this man was committing his very soul to me, so I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube there.

My hands shook as I squeezed a generous amount of the fluid into the palm of my hand before Ellis head out his own hand and I poured some into his palm. I rubbed my slick up hands together before taking his turgid erection into my hands and generously lubed him from root to tip. It positively throbbed at my touch and I had to clench my teeth and close my eyes when his fingers slipped into my crease and he spread the slippery lubricant all over my already slicked up hole. He used his towel to dry my hands before drying his, and then he tapped my thigh and I went up on my knees like he wanted.

My blood was pounding so hard in my veins, I thought I was going to pass out. But Ellis took hold of his shaft and guided the warm bulbous head to my entrance and my hole spasmed and clenched as he tried to push past that tight ring of nerves and protective muscle.

“Breath baby and remember to push out.” Ellis whispered and I tried my best to calm down and do what he said.

“Fuck.” I hollered as he slipped all the way inside of my body and my channel quivered around the girth of his shaft, inch by inch I took him in until my butt cheeks settled on his thighs. I sat there shaking like a leaf in the wind as I adjusted to his size. I felt so full and the burn was intense enough to bring tears to my eyes. Ellis took one look at my face and surged upwards to take two fistfuls of my hair and pulled me down to spear his tongue into my mouth. The action caused him to slip out a little, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head at the feel of his wied shaft gliding against the silken walls of my channel. And when I sat back up and the head of his member skated over my gland and oh gosh, I saw a star bursts exploding in front of my eyes. All the pain went away and I couldn’t wait to feel more of these intense sensations so I began to move.

“That’s it baby, take this dick and make it yours, ride me baby. I am yours claim me.” Ellis uttered and I looked down at him. His face was twisted with pleasure, his tongue was curled against his top lip as he matched me thrust for thrust. All those muscles in his upper torso were bulging, and quivering as he thrust up into me and I slammed back down onto him. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he placed his feet flat on the bed to give him even greater leverage to peg my sweet spot with every snap of his powerful hips. Nothing in my life could have ever prepared me for the the power of this man and the way he made me feel. My balls churned and my vision blurred as I continued to ride him and he in turn fucked me into oblivion. The next thing I knew, Ellis threw his head back into the pillows and his fingers sank down into hips.

He speared me onto his shaft over and over again and then I felt his fingers move from my hip to wrap around my dripping member, and Ellis pumped me as he relentlessly pounded into my chute. My nuts drew up into my body and I felt like a flare exploded through the head of my shaft. I screamed my release as cum shot in thick lines from my the head of my shaft. I heard Ellis’ blistering line of curses as he gave me one more mighty thrust, and then I whimpered as I felt the heat of his release coat my insides. He spurted deep inside me over and over again as my body stilled shuddered from my own release, and damned if my vision didn’t flicker in and out like an old movie reel before everything went completely black and I felt myself slump forward onto his wide chest.

I didn’t know how long I was out for, but it must have been for some time. By the time I came to, the room was dark and I was clean but still very much naked. Ellis was snuggled against my back under the covers in his bedroom. His soft snores told me he was fast asleep and I looked over to the nightstand to see a bottled water sitting there and I thanked God for Ellis’ perception and care. I tried my best not to wake him up as I leaned up and took a long drink. I winced at the soreness of my ass and my thighs. God, I wasn’t going to be able to move come morning, but I was okay with that. Ellis will take care of me, that I was sure of as I settled back into his warmth and let sleep reclaim me.

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

(The Orphanage––––>)

I woke up to a stunning sight; I opened my eyes to see Timothy’s face lying next to mine. We were snuggled so closely together that we were practically sharing the same pillow. I know that some people, or I should say, alot of people believe that they look their absolute worst the first thing in the morning when they wake up. But I can tell you that it wasn’t the case with my little love. When I opened my eyes the first thing filling my line of vision was a cascade of blonde waves spreading across my pillows, and when I gently moved those heavenly soft tresses and revealed his pretty face, it made my morning even better. Those gorgeous green eyes were closed, but even sleep flushed, Timothy was beautiful. His features were completely relaxed and he looked younger and more carefree.

Timothy was currently entangled around me, it was the only way to describe it, both of his arms were wrapped around my bicep and his legs were intertwined with mine. I could feel his morning wood against my hip and that made me aware of my own erection tenting the sheets resting over my hips, but I steadfastly ignored my too attentive dick. There was no way my angel would be up to taking me after last night. I know for a fact that he was going to so sore when he wakes up and get moving. I was tempted to let him sleep the day away, but he had mentioned yesterday that he wanted to go and visit the Orphanage yesterday but we both got sidetracked.

With that thought in my head, I leaned to the side and stretched for my phone on the nightstand. I had to handle it one handed since Timothy refused to let go of my arm, and he had actually scooted over and snuggled back into my side when I moved over to reach the phone. How adorable was that? I swiped my finger across the screen and unlocked the device. There were several emails and messages wawiting from Stephanie. I swear that woman is always working and the thought of giving her raise brushed through my mind again. Those waiting messages, I would answer later. I sent off a quick note telling her I was going to be out of office for the morning, but I will return to the office by late afternoon and for her to hold and reschedule everything until then. I sent the text and dropped the phone back on the table. I turned back to look down at Timothy only to see those gorgeous emerald gems staring sweetly back up at me. And I had no choice but to lean down and claim those plush pink lips.

“Good morning beautiful.” I whispered in his ear after managing to pull my self away from that enticing mouth.

“Morning.” He whispered and I saw that bright red flush spread across his cheeks before he quickly tucked his face under my chin to hide his morning after reaction.

“There is no need to feel any kind of way baby about last night. What we shared, and the precious of of your virginity is humbling and the most valued thing I have ever received in my life. I will treasure it and try to live up to the trust  you have placed in me forever.” I stated as I ran my fingers through the length of his silky hair.

TImothy lifted his burning face from under my chin and glared at me. “The things you say to me. Are you trying to give me heart failure or make me melt into a puddle of goo?”

I laughed and just leaned forward and kissed his pretty pouting lip. I pulled away and tucked his hair behind his ear. “Why don’t we get cleaned up and have some breakfast. Then we can see about getting you over to the Orphanage. I would love to come and see the children with you and…”

I didn’t get to finish what I was saying because Timothy suddenly popped up and plopped his body over mine. He planted a smacking kiss on my mouth while trying to squeeze what little air I had left from his belly dive into my lungs. He pulled back and I was able to draw in the much needed oxygen into my depleted lungs and Iooked up into this estatic face.

“You really want to come with me, the kids are great, and they love meeting new people. And you will get to meet Mrs. Russell. She has been the house mother there since forever, and the woman raised me and I thank God everyday for her. She treats each and every child like her own and she protects the weaker ones like a lioness looking over her cubs. Mrs. Russell is awesome, there is a special place in heaven for her I tell you. “ Timothy rambled on a mile a minute. This is the most I have ever heard him talk about something or someone, and I was going to make sure that if it took me all day I was going to meet all the children and this miracle of a woman that he feels so passionately about.

“Then come on baby, let’s get this show on the road.” I said as I slapped him on his ass. Timothy hissed and rubbed the affected area before sliding off my body. I saw him wince as he sat up on the side of the bed and I quickly got up and rushed around to his side. “Is it bad, does it hurt alot?” I anxiously asked him. I knew I was too rough last night, dammit. I swooped him up sheet and all and carried him into the master bathroom. I sat down on the edge of the hot tub and eased him down onto my lap before turning on the water and agjusting the temperature before I felt him trying to wiggle himself off my lap.

 Confused, I locked my arms around his slender waist. “What’s the matter baby?”

He shook his head at me and looked at the warm water filling the tub. “Nuh huh, I am not getting in that water for you to get all hot and bothered all over again. My butt hurts but I can manage without soaking in a tub, I would rather a shower.”

Timothy pouted and crossed his arms over his chest. I burst out laughing at his mutinous expression, I couldn’t help it. And I was too busy cackling I to keep a proper hold on him, so he did manage squirm out of my arms.

Timothy swatted me on my shoulder and flounced over to the glass shower enclosure. He peeked back at me from over his shoulder before dropping the sheet and revealing the luscious expanse of his slender body to my heated gaze. My hand flew to my hardening erection and I gave him a lecherous grin as I pumped myself for him to see. His eyes went wide and he literally squeaked before rushing into the shower and immediately turned his back to me before turning the faucets.

I waited until the steam was billowing around his delectable body before getting up and making my way into my occupied shower. The scent of my body wash carried out on a cloud of swirling steam as I opened the glass door and stepped inside the spacious glass enclosure. Timothy turned around with a warning glare and I held up my hands in surrender letting him know I wasn’t going to try anything with him.

I took my body wash out if his hands and reached for one of the many wash cloths stacked on a shelf above his head. I would have preferred that he soaked for a little while in the hot tub, but he was being stubborn but cute, so I will let him have his way. I can still pamper him with a hot shower and a gentle massage to his overtaxed muscles.

Timothy moaned and closed those pretty peepers when I ran my soap slicked hands down his neck and kneaded the muscles of his shoulders. I continued to rub and wash every square inch of his body until he was a pliable mass of goo like he described to me earlier in bed.  I paid extra special attention to his swollen entrance. I was down on my knees using my tongue to gently massage the abused area.

My little love had both hands pressed against the tile wall while he stuck his perfect little ass in my face, whimpering and mewling with the attention it was receiving. I gave him one last good lick before rising to my feet and taking his trembling body into my arms. His cock was hard and flushed furiously red. I wrapped my fingers around his slender length and my baby was so tuned on it only took two good slides from his pulsing root to the weeping tip before he was howling his orgasm. His hot thick cum shot across the enclosure and splattered on the glass before the water washed it away.

“Oh gosh! You are trying to do me in.” Timothy panted as his head fell back on my shoulder. But The little tease had the audacity to rub the soft but firm globes of his ass against my throbbing cock.

My hips took a mind of their own as they thrust forward pushing the length of my rigid shaft into the crease of his warm rounded cheeks. The moan my baby released was so fucking sexy; my shaft pulsed out a copious amount of precum that only helped lubricate the sensuous glide between those firm globes.

“Baby, I so want to sink into that deliciously tight channel of yours, but I refuse to hurt you. You need time to heel before you can take me inside of you again.” I pleaded with him, but my hips kept up their rocking motion, and I could feel my balls quivering. My release was churning right at the base of my shaft. It wouldn’t take much for me to explode like a geyser all over this shower and I was trying my best to stop my wayward hips from moving when the little minx did it to me yet again.

Timothy morphed from this shy little thing into a sensuous incubus. My little vixen rolled his hips and squeezed his butt cheeks tight along the length of my member and that was it, my balls drew up into my body and exploded. The thick ropes of semen shot up the length of my shaft and erupted through the almost purple head of my cock. Stars burst behind my eyelids and I had to grab his busy hips to keep him from killing me. FUCK! It felt like my orgasm was never ending, by the time my body came down and stopped its shuddering, I felt Timothy’s smooth little hands washing my groin and I released another shiver when he gently handled my sensitive balls and my semi erect shaft. 

In return, I gathered the soap and washed him all over again.  It pleased me to no end to see my cum all over his ass, and running down the back of his thighs. The possessive caveman in me was more than pleased. All that was left for me to do was to strike myself across the chest with my fist, throw Timothy over my shoulder while hollering. “Mine.” The entire time I was doing it.

I slapped off the faucets and wrapped him up in warm towels before shooing him out of the shower. I really was going to have to learn to control myself in the bathroom with him or we will never make it anywhere on time.

“You go ahead and get dressed baby. I’ll go and start the coffee machine in the kitchen.” I said as he smirked at me knowing the real reason I was putting some space in between us. I just smiled at him and rolled my eyes and set off to do what I said I was going to do.

By the time we were both dressed and had our coffee, Thomas had already messaged me to let me know he was waiting downstairs. I made sure that Timothy was bundled up, it was another frigid day outside and I wondered how I was going to get him to accept a shopping spree. He really needed some better fitting outer wear. I was just going to have to come up with a plan of action of getting him some things and getting him to accept them. We made it to the car and it’s blessed heated interior and Timothy told Thomas the address of the Orphanage. It was across town close to St. Peters Cathedral. And I wondered if the church was affiliated with the Orphanage? Then my mind started running a mile a minute.

I pulled out my phone and jotted down some things so that when I got back to the office I can revisit my ideas. We were almost at the Orphanage when I saw one of those quaint little bakeries on Cameron Ave. There used to be a place just like it down the street from the apartment that I shared with my mom, and I used to save up whatever money I had as kid to get their Éclairs. And I told Thomas to find a place to pull over.

Timothy looked at me curiously and I just grabbed his glove covered little hand and pulled him from the car. Once we got inside the mouth watering scents of the different French pastries had my mouth watering. I made it a priority to pick up one of their menus to take with us. Je t’ aime Cafe and Bakery. We stepped up to the chic counter and Timothy’s head was bobbing back and forth studying the various delights in the display cases. An elderly woman made her way over to us.

“Bonjour, and welcome to Je t’ aime. My name is Celine Dubois. How may I help you today?” The older woman asked me and I had to say for an older woman, she was still a stunning beauty.

I gave her my brightest and my most charming smile. “I was wondering if it’s possible that you have three dozen of those chocolate éclairs available right now. I know it’s a large order, but it is kind of a spur of the moment decision.”

“Of course, of course, you are in luck today. They are fresh out of the oven so if you can wait just a few moments we can get them boxed up for you.” She said, just as the door opened and a cold burst of wind billowed inside. A pretty young man stomped inside and he smiled at us before fondly greeting the woman behind the counter. A very tall man and very built looking biker type stepped up behind him and wrapped his thick arm around the young man’s narrow waist and growled something in his ear that made him blush.

“Taylor, close that door and you and Evan have something to eat before we get busy, Mon Cherie.” Ms. Dubois exclaimed as Timothy came up to my side and distracted me by pointing out some cupcake looking confection with cream cheese oozing out of the top of it. He went to pull out his wallet to pay for his treat, but I waved him off to his consternation and pointed the item out to the pleasant woman. She offered us some coffee and she sliced and served Timothy’s pastry. She seated us not far away from the other couple that came in earlier, and I just smiled and nodded my greeting at them before turning my attention back to my little love.

“Do you think three dozen is enough for all the children and staff at the Orphanage or do we need to add to the order?” I asked him, now worried if we had enough to put a smile on the children’s faces.

Timothy looked up at me with his cheeks stuffed and licking the cream filling off his lips, and just like that, my naughty cock twitched to life behind my zipper.  He chewed and swallowed before taking a sip of the rich French roast coffee.

“Babe, quit worrying, it’s a beautiful gesture and there are only four staff members and about ten children in residence right now. So three dozen of those delicious goodies will be more than enough.” He reassured me before leaning over and kissing me on my cheek.  I just smiled at him and went back to my coffee. Now that I was sure to have enough for everyone in that group home, I was definitely thinking that I was going to be a future patron of this place. Everything was delicious.

Soon enough, Ms. Dubois had our order ready and I thanked her and left a generous tip behind before shuffling Timothy back out to the car and into the back seat. Thomas was kind enough to take the boxes from me and he gently placed them on the front seat. Then, we were off to the place that held a special place in my little loves heart. It was going to be my first time going anywhere like this, and from his excitement it really brought it home again just how truly special Timothy was.

Most people would have high tailed it as far and fast as they could away from a place that must be painful at times, but I have no experience with it. I may have had a shitty childhood, but at least I was with my birth mother. Not alone and hoping year after year that someone, anyone would come along and want to call me their own.

Just the thought that Timothy has gone through it, and still may have issues from it had me wrapping my arms around him and drawing him closer to my chest. And He just snuggled into my side like he was meant to be there. Never again will he feel unwanted and unloved, because I am going to make sure that he is loved and taken care for as long as I drew breath.

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

(The Children at play———>)  

 

Ellis’ car parked about a half a block from the steps of the Orphanage, I was excited to see Mrs. Russell. I haven’t gotten the chance to see her in the past couple of weeks thanks to the awful weather and my class schedule. Now, thanks to my wonderful boyfriend, I have the chance to check in with her and the children. And as I watched Ellis take the goodies from Thomas and make arrangements for him to pick us up later, I thought to myself I had to be the luckiest man in the world. Ellis gave me one of his gorgeous smiles as he made his way towards me and he refused my offer to help him carry the bakery boxes.

We climbed up the steps leading to the entrance of the building and I could hear the children’s voices already behind the heavy front door. The little ones must be in the front room having their mid morning playtime. That gave the other adults a chance to clean up the kitchen after the mass breakfast that they served everyone. The older kids would have been gathered onto the bus and taken to school by this time, so it was only the toddlers at home now, the sweet little cherubs.

 I knocked on the front door and glanced over at Ellis patiently standing there waiting right along with me when the thought occurred to me about the safety of his expensive suit and coat from sticky little fingers. I really wondered if they will survive the babies. Please let him love the little ones as much as I do. I silently prayed as the door swung open and I was immediately gathered into a rose scented bosom that was oh so familiar to me.

When I was finally released from the power hug, I turned to Ellis and performed the introductions. “Mrs. Russell this is Ellis, my boyfriend.” And I felt my face go thermonuclear when she raised an all knowing eyebrow at me and turned to give Ellis a through once over before smiling at him. “Um…Ellis this is Mrs. Russell, my mom for all intents and purposes.” I finished as we were both snagged by the elbows and dragged into the house.

We had barely set foot in the foyer when the little Devils converged upon us; the shyer ones hung back but the more precocious ones where front and center wondering what the tall man had in those pink bakery boxes. Kara, the little ring leader with bright red pigtails toddled over to us and looked up at Ellis with those big round bright hazel eyes of hers and immediately demanded his name and asked if was my friend, she fired off several questions including asking if he had brought them cookies.

I watched completely fascinated as Ellis handed the boxes over to a waiting Tabitha, another of the staff members that assisted with the babies during the day. My man patiently got down on one knee to make sure he was eye level with Kara before he answered. “Yes, I am Timothy’s friend, and yes, I brought you something much better than cookies for your afternoon snack. I hope no one here is allergic to chocolate?” He sing songed and laughed at the joyful reaction of the children.

 It’s like he had said the magic word and even the shy little ones toddled over and Ellis was immediately the center of attention. The man went even further to sit Indian style right there on the floor in the middle of five actively screaming toddlers and patiently introduced himself to all of them, giving each of them a compliment in return. It was awesome to watch, and if I didn’t love this man already, this would have been it for me. He owned me mind, body, heart, and soul.

“Come darlings, let gets the playroom cleaned up so we can have some of the treats Mr. Ellis has brought for us.”Mrs. Russell announced and once again the kids cheered and raced off towards the front room, they barely even paid me any attention since they discovered a new friend, and he brought them chocolate goodies. Yeah, he was way better than me, I laughed at myself.

Ellis chuckled as he got to his feet and shrugged out of his expensive camel haired coat. I took it from him and hung it up along with lowly fleece on the old fashioned wooden coat rack by the door. “Okay, while you guys do that, I am going to give Ellis a tour. We will meet you in the kitchen in a few minutes.”

Mrs. Russell nodded and set off behind the children. I turned to Ellis and he was smiling fondly towards the doorway that they had disappeared through. When he turned those molten mercury eyes back to me, I had to step forward and fit myself into those big muscular arms and I looked up at him from beneath my lashes. “You are a natural with the babies.” I whispered and snuggled in even closer and slid my hands under his jacket and up the back of his silk shirt.

“Is that right?” He crooned in that deep smooth baritone of his and just like that, my cock stood at immediate attention. I had to close eyes to combat the dizziness caused by all the blood rushing from my head to my groin.

“You should come with a warning sign.” I pouted and went to pull out of his arms but he wouldn’t let me. Those huge arms tightened and trapped me against his wide chest. He leaned down and licked me on my bottom lip.

“I am sorry baby, I will get one made right away. Come on show me around.” He chuckled and I just rolled my eyes and took him by the hand and led him upstairs.

I knew the staff here did the best that they could with what they had. The Orphanage was run by St. Paul’s Catholic Church three blocks over and it was barely kept afloat by the donations of the church patrons and the meager stipend from the state. And sometimes it was only enough to cover the barest minimum, the children were not hungry, they had clothes, but that was it. All the comforts and fluffiness regular children had in abundance are more times than most was unaffordable here.

I started the tour on the top floor the, teenager wing we called it. The two rooms were of moderate size, they held four utilitarian single beds each. And each teen had a locker for the personal items and they shared a bathroom. But Mrs. Russell kept the place spotless; she made them make their beds before running off to school. I remembered the scent of those bleached white cotton linens and the scratchy beige comforters, it was uncomfortable at times but it kept me warm during those cold winter nights.  

We moved on the from the different age group areas to the babies nursery. Mrs. Russell had only two infants in residence right now, and Tabitha was silently keeping watch as they were cooed their way into the land of dreams lying in their cribs. I watched as Ellis leaned over one crib and ran his big hand over the bald head of the African American little boy, Jayden. He was barely a week old when he brought here, and now he was a chubby little angel at three months old. My heart just melted even more at the sight of such a big man being so very lovingly gentle with the little baby.

Tabitha gave me two thumbs up while Ellis was occupied with the baby to let me know that she approved of my boyfriend, and a sense of pride made my chest puff up a little. Ellis straightened up and we quietly made our way out of the nursery. Once we were outside he began asking questions about the day to day routine and such of running the home. I told him all of what I knew and he just nodded his head as I led him towards the kitchen. You could hear the children’s excited chatter way before we got to the swinging door.

As soon as we stepped in the kitchen was bustling with activity, the children were seated in their booster seats. And as soon as Kara spied us, she immediately hopped out of hers with half of her éclair in her hand and made a beeline for Ellis. She frantically waved her little hand asking him to bend down and before I could warn him, he bent down and Kara gushed about how good the treat was and promptly told him to try it and stuffed the mushy desert into Ellis’ unsuspecting mouth. He was covered nose to chin with the gooey pastry. His gray eyes wide open and Kara skipped away gleeful that she had generously shared her treat.

Mrs. Russell and Bethany outright cackled and I had to bite my tongue to keep from myself from cracking up. Oh gosh, he made a picture as he straightened up and balefully looked at me with chocolate cream and bits of pastry puff dripping off his chin. I couldn’t help but to swipe my finger through the confection smudged onto his cheek and pop my finger in mouth. “Mmm…she is right, these are delicious babe.” And I burst out laughing as he just shrugged his massive shoulders and licked around his mouth. My eyes followed the action and my thoughts immediately sobered at the sight of his pink tongue and the wonders I was well aware that it could do. My gaze flicked back up to his smoldering gaze and the heat I saw there had me spinning around on my heels and scurrying off to help Bethany feed the kids. Damn sexy bastard.

After Ellis got cleaned up, we spent the remainder of the morning playing with the children. It was an experience to watch this wealthy man strip out of his designer suit jacket and build block houses and read Dr. Seuss stories to droopy eyed babies. When Tabitha and Bethany gathered them up to take them off for their afternoon naps, we decided it was time to go. Ellis had to get back to his office, and I had to work this afternoon.

Ellis profusely thanked Mrs. Russell for her hospitality and he reached for our coats and made sure Thomas was already waiting for us out front. He helped me into mine and we stepped outside and my house mom pulled me aside to tell me that really liked Ellis and to bring him back anytime. I was so pleased; her approval meant everything to me. This was the woman that raised me after all. And I couldn’t help the goofy smile as my man escorted me to his luxury car and seated me in the back like I was royalty.

“The children adored you.” I stated as he settled onto the seat beside me and brought one long arm around and pulled me closer into his side. “And I adore you for being so good to them.” I whispered and shyly tucked my face under his chin.

“Well baby, those kids are so precious, you can’t help but take to them. And as for you, you have already captured my heart. I am completely yours baby, and I am glad I got the opportunity to meet those unbelievable kids and the wonderful staff that takes care of them. I now see why you do what you do with your holiday collections. Those children deserve the world, and I want to give it to them.”

I popped my head up and looked him in the eye. “Ellis, I do not want you to throw money at them, if you want to help think of some long term ways or something. It will kill me and them if you shower them this year with all kinds of stuff. Are you going to repeat the process year after year? Those kids need help year round, not just at the holidays.”

“Baby, don’t get yourself so worked up. I would never do something like that. I want to help but I have to think of a way to do it long term like you said and that involves a lot of things. Don’t worry yourself; there are some things I want to look into. I will let you know once I know okay.” He soothed me and pulled me back under his arm. I relaxed against him and let my mind wonder. This man is too good to me.

Soon enough Thomas was pulling up to the curb in front of the Bistro. It was about an hour too early before I had to report on shift, but Ellis hustled us out of the car and across the sidewalk into the eatery. Paolo immediately smirked at me and I stuck out my tongue at him. “Ah, Mr. Carrington, right on time, your table is ready.” He gushed and made an elaborate show of gathering the lunch menus.

I turned my attention to my boyfriend and raised a brow at him, but Ellis studiously ignored me as he helped me out of my coat. “I wanted lunch before going in; you wouldn’t want me starving for the rest of the day would you babe?”

I just shook my head; I knew this was his way of making sure that I had something to eat before I started my shift. So I rewarded him for his thoughtfulness by taking his hand and giving it a little squeeze. He beamed down at me as me walked past a smiling Rafael and we made our way to our table. This man was my everything, and even though he was making sure he got his way with pampering me, I couldn’t stay mad at him for it because he was just showing me how much he cared. And that in itself was my own personal miracle, the day this man found his way into my life.

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

(Sweet Timothy———–>)

Stephanie kindly escorted the last members of my legal team and my public relations team out of the conference room, and she walked back over to highly polished table and sank down in the chair next to mine. My assistant kicked off her heels and rubbed the arch of her foot as she released an exhausted sigh.

“Remind me to give you a raise, have the paperwork on my desk as soon as you get a chance, and thanks for making everything happen this afternoon especially after the last minute notice I gave you when I came trudging in here today. I hope I didn’t make you miss out on anything special with your man having you work so late tonight?” I apologized as she smiled and shook her head at me.

“Even if you did, I wouldn’t have missed having a hand in what you are planning to do. I think it’s awesome, and it will be great publicity and community interest for the business. I can’t believe you are finally going to get in front of a camera.” She gushed and it was my turn to roll my eyes at her.

“This isn’t about good publicity for my company; this is about using my company and its multiple contacts to do something for these poor little children. Stephanie you should have seen their little faces. The genuine delight they had because someone brought them something as simple as a pastry. No way can I sit back and not do anything, and yes Timothy is a major influence behind this push. The foundation that we are creating in his name is for the long term care of these kids and children to come in the future. So yes, I am using my resources to do something.” I replied and spun around in my chair. My only concern now was how to explain all of this to Timothy and hope and pray that he will be alright with everything that I am doing.

I already had all my Sugar Babies on board, and all the attached ones were working on convincing their Daddies to help my cause, although I have sent them the detailed portfolios, especially those who were not available to sit in on the teleconference earlier this afternoon. And I have exactly twenty four hours to convince my little love before my plan goes public with the televised collection drive will take place in the city center.

 Yeesh, talk about dumping alot in Timothy’s lap. I just hoped that he will see my efforts as something positive and not something I am doing to my own gain points or even as something to impress him. That is not the purpose behind my drive to do this. In the beginning that may have been the plan, but know after seeing the children and the staff of St. Paul’s, and especially after speaking with Father Rodriguez about the financial situation of the church and the local Arch Bishop. Yes, they were dire straits and I am going to try my best to help them. It has become just as important to me as it is to my little love.

Checking the time, I told Stephanie to go home. There is nothing more to do tonight and I have basically been cracking the whip all day between the multiple meetings, talking to city officials, the press, and the Church. Now, it was time for one more conversation, and that will take me exactly where I needed to be in order to pick up Timothy after his shift ends in two hours. That will give me enough time to eat, get take away for Timothy and talk to Rafael and pitch my idea of a holiday buffet to the big Italian man.

I took my time and made sure that all the notes and documents I have complied today was in the file folder I planned to use and present my case to Timothy later on tonight when we got home to my house tonight. I gathered everything and placed the papers in my rarely used briefcase. Thomas will keep it safe until I got home later with my little love. I made sure everything was secured in my office and then I made my way down to the lobby. I shrugged into my coat and stepped outside. The wind chill was brutal as I stepped out onto the sidewalk and I handed Thomas the case and waved him off. I would just cross the street rather than have him drive me two blocks just to make a u-turn to come back and drop me off in front of the Bistro.

So like the good little city dweller, I went to the crosswalk, the safest way to get across the street and I shuffled along with the other brave souls out in the frigid weather and made my way to the eatery. By the time I made it into the warm foyer of the restaurant, I was never happier for the glass of warm cider that Paolo shoved into my hands. “You are a Godsend.” I murmured as I let him take my coat.

“I saw you when you came out of your building, and your driver left without you, so I just deduced you were footing over.” The Host explained to me.

“Well thank you. Is my table ready yet?”

“It most certainly is, alot of our evening patrons are ordering in tonight so we are not that busy on the floor. It’s a good thing; it gives Timothy a break of churning out clean dishes on the spot.” Paolo stated as he led me to my seat.

“Could you tell Rafael that I would like to see him when he has a moment?” I politely asked as I slid into the private booth.

Paolo’s eyes went wide. “UM…sure…sure…but I didn’t mean to imply that we are working you Timmy too hard.”

I frowned up at the stuttering man and then I realized he thought I was going to complain to the owner about him mentioning Timothy’s work. So I quickly waved him off. “No, it’s nothing like that. I just have some business to discuss with him. I am sure you all take excellent care of Timothy when he is here.” I assured the good man.

He nodded at me and presented me with the menu before shuffling off to inform his boss of my request. I studied the menu and I wondered if there was any way I can get Timothy to have dinner with me, maybe since it wasn’t so busy. I would make sure to send message to see if that is something he felt comfortable in doing. I didn’t want to ruffle his feathers before I have a chance to discuss my idea for the foundation I want to set up for the Orphanage. I shook my head and brought my attention back to the menu as the server stood patiently awaiting my order.

I was about to order my meal and another for my little love when Timothy bounced into the booth beside me and slid himself all the way over and tucked himself into my side. Our server, Marlon, his name tag read stared at Timothy like he had lost his mind. And Timothy just cuddled closer and whispered and pointed to me. “My boyfriend.” And the server nodded his head with a knowing smirk and proceeded to take my order. I ordered for Timothy as well and he just nodded his head in agreement with my choice. Huh, I hoped he remained this agreeable for the rest of the night and especially after I showed him what I have worked on all day.

“I take it someone missed me today.” I crooned as Timothy refused to let go of my arm. He had both arms wrapped around it and if he cuddled any closer to me, he would literally be sitting on my lap. Not that I was complaining or anything, he felt perfect against me and I couldn’t wait to get him home.

Our food arrived fresh and piping hot to the table and while we were enjoying the savory dishes, mostly me feeding Timothy, Rafael finally bustled over and took a seat. I was hoping to speak to him without my little love’s attentive ears tuning in to every word that I left my mouth, but I managed to tell Rafael that I needed him to cater his fine food for an event I was planning and that my assistant would get back with him in the morning. The big man smiled and agreed by clapping his meaty hands together before he made sure that we had everything we needed before departing to check on his other customers.

“Yes, I missed you. Did you miss me?” Timothy whispered in my ear and despite his bravado in asking the question, his face flushed and he tucked it into his favorite hiding spot underneath my chin.

I threw my arm around him and rubbed comforting circles into his back. “I missed you so much that if I wasn’t as busy as I was to day, I would have come over here persuaded you to run away with me.”

Timothy blushed even redder and shook his head at me before taking a sip of his soda. We finished up dinner and I went and I sign the check and asked him if he wanted to stop anywhere else before going home. And he said no, so we made our way to the front to collect our coats. I helped him into his and we waved goodbye to everyone before I rushed him out the door and straight into the waiting car. I was thinking that trip to some secluded tropical island somewhere was sounding better and better every time that I have stepped outside into the bitter cold lately.

Thomas took no time at all in getting us home; I had him pull all the way into the underground garage. It was much warmer to enter the building this way rather than brave the cold air again out front tonight. I just wanted to get Timothy upstairs and into the warmth of my penthouse. Hopefully if everything goes according to how I hope it will go and Timothy is okay with the plans that I have made, I will take him home to my house away from the city in the near future and ask him to move in with me.

Timothy leaned back into my chest as we rode the elevator up to my foyer. I had one hand wrapped around his slender waist and the other held my briefcase and the all important portfolio. I felt that those documents will either make or break our relationship. And I almost wanted to take the cowardly route and call it quits on everything I had planned, but this was too important an issue and too good an opportunity to pass up. We stepped out of the lift and into the foyer. And I took him by the hand and led him towards the master bedroom.

“Babe, you go ahead and shower and make yourself comfortable, when you are done there are some things I want to talk to you about.” I said as I began to peel him out of his clothes.

“Aren’t you going to join me?” Timothy whispered and just like that he almost had me on my knees. God, the effect this sweet little thing had on me was unreal.

I leaned down and pecked him on his pretty pink lips. “If I get into that shower with you baby, we will never get the chance to talk about what we need to talk about anytime soon. I will lay out something for you to wear.”

He pouted at me for a minute before he nodded and made his way into the master bath. I walked into my walk in closet and I was more than pleased to see that Martha, my housekeeper had carried out my instructions. Timothy now had his complete own side of my closet with every imaginable thing he may need clothing and accessory wise. I opened one of the drawers and I pulled out a pair of flannel pajama bottoms and just for the hell of it, I walked over to my side and pulled out one of my long sleeved shirts. My little love looked stunning wearing my clothes, and if I get my way, he will be wearing them all the time. Sighing, I made my way back into the bedroom just as I heard the shower go on the bathroom. I laid the items on the bed and I trotted down the hall to take my own shower. By the time I made it back to our bedroom Timothy was drawing the string on to tie them on his pajama pants.

“I am afraid to ask why these are a perfect fit and they are obviously brand new. So, we are going to do this like the military for now with the don’t ask, don’t tell rule.” He said as he flopped back down onto the bed and crossed his arms over his chest and glared at me. He looked so freaking adorable with one of his creamy shoulders exposed where the neck of my shirt hung off his slender form.

“Baby, don’t be that way, you needed a few things, especially when you are over here and I wanted to buy you a present.” I coerced him as I made my way over to him with only a fluffy white towel wrapped around my waist. I watched as his gorgeous green eyes raked over my chest and abdomen before he licked his lips and looked away. But I knew he was one hundred percent focused on me even though he wasn’t looking directly at me. I leaned over and nuzzled his cheek with the tip of my nose. “Baby, let me put something on and then we will talk. I reached over and picked up the thick file of papers. Here read through this while I finish getting ready for bed.” I said as I managed to hand him the documents with a steady hand.

Timothy looked up at me with confusion clearly written on his face before he flipped the file open and I hurried the Hell up and went to hide in my closet. Wow, that was such a brave move, but I didn’t want to see his first reaction to what he was reading. It was either he was going to be extremely pissed and tell me to fuck off or he is going to be ecstatic at what I am putting together for the sake of the Orphanage and each and every child housed there.

I quickly drew on some sweats and a t-shirt. I seemed to have procrastinated long enough in here, so I drew a deep breath and braced my heart for the possibility of being shattered into several different pieces, if my little love decided that he was going to send me to Hell by leaving me over this. I stepped back into the bedroom and the sight that greeted me had me rushing to Timothy’s side. I dropped to down to my knees and I tried to pull his hands away from his tear stained face, but he wouldn’t budge. The papers were scattered out in front of him and he was literally sobbing into his hands.

The more I tried to get his hands away from his face, was the more he cried and resisted me. I finally stopped trying and with my heart pounding away in my chest, I gathered him into my arms and pulled him into my chest. He at least let me do that, and I took that as a sign of encouragement. At least he didn’t push me away and started screaming at me. And I just thought, please oh please God, please let this not be the end of us. Please let him understand what I am trying to do. I don’t don’t know how long I knelt at his side, holding him in my arms, but if I had to sit here for a millennia doing just this, then I would happily do so.

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

(Freshly showered Ellis––––>)

Warning, nuff said

I  couldn’t believe it, I just couldn’t comprehend anything that I read in those documents, there is no way this man accomplished what was written plain as day, in black and white on those papers in just a one day. There was no way that he legally began proceedings to have a foundation named after me, with the sole purpose of it was to raise and distribute whatever proceed it gains towards St. Paul’s Orphanage. And there was no way that he got the Arch Bishop to sign off on the allocations of the foundations funds to go specifically for the upkeep and maintenance of the buildings, the occupants, and anything that is needed and required by the Orphanage alone.

And if that wasn’t enough, he got some of his wealthy clients from his website already donating funds and their time to the foundation already. Hell, he even organized some kind of televised event the day after tomorrow out on the very streets I tried to collect money for the Children’s Christmas goodies. The young men from his business have all volunteered their time from seven in the morning to seven in the evening to prance up and down Third Ave waving signs and making the foundation public buy handing out flyers and thank you cards to those who donate from the my namesake organization.

 That was where I broke down, I had to stop reading. I had called this man my miracle earlier and this proves it. I told him that just throwing a few hundred dollars at me didn’t solve the children’s problems with proper funding. So instead of giving up, my man went above and beyond the call of anything I have ever experienced before. How am I supposed to refuse something like this? He must have had everyone in his building working on this project all day in order to produce these kinds of results.

Now the man was holding me as if I was going to disappear into thin air while I cried behind my hands covering my face. I felt so overwhelmed. It felt like our relationship happened on  a whirlwind, this time last week, I had no idea this man existed, then out of the blue he picks me up from the middle of the street and has refused to let go ever since. And to make matters even more serious, I have given this man everything of myself that there is to give, and I am one hundred percent completely and honestly fine with my decisions. There is nothing I have any kind of regrets over with Ellis. And if he didn’t already occupy every chamber of my heart. His gentle treatment of the children earlier today and this act of selflessness would have tumbled me right over the edge and into the abyss of undying love.

“Baby, please, please…I am sorry I can cancel all of this if you want, just please I am sorry. Don’t leave me….”

My head popped up and I gave him an incredulous look before I interrupted him by blurting out, “What? Leave you, are you insane? My God, are you for real?”

Ellis sat there and looked at me like he didn’t know how to answer my questions, so I slid off the bed and pushed him until his butt hit the plush carpeting and I climbed into his lap and straddled his narrow hips. I placed my hands on each side if his handsome face and I leaned forward and pressed my lips ever so slightly against his. I felt his indrawn breath before his big hands slid around to my back and he hauled me in and captured my lips into an all consuming kiss. I felt my stomach constrict as it tightened and my cock hardened almost instantly.

I broke away from that devastating mouth and looked into the shimmering silver orbs. “You are too good to be true. How did you manage all this in such a small amount of time? It’s almost two weeks until Christmas, and I am assuming you are trying to pull all of this together by Christmas day for surprise the children?”

“Babe, when you are motivated to do something like I am motivated to do this for the children and the Orphanage, anything is possible with the help of the heavy hitters on my side and the media. Those kids are going to have the best Christmas ever, and I am not planning to end it there. They are going to have the basic necessities as well as the simple luxuries that are taken for granted on a day to day basis.

I couldn’t help it, the fervor in which he believed he was going to accomplish this awe inspiring goal that he has set for himself, for me, and for those children had me tearing up all over again. I couldn’t do anything other than smash my mouth to his and pour everything, all the emotion, all of my love and devotion, and all of my gratitude into those toe curling kisses. Ellis’ hands snaked up into my hair and he grabbed two fistfuls and pulled my head backwards. And that lethal mouth nibbled its way across my jaw and down the side of my throat. I was helpless to pull away as he held me in place and found the supersensitive spot right behind my ear and attacked with a ferocity that had me moaning and writhing in his lap.

My cock was so hard, and it was leaking so much that a wet spot quickly developed on the front of my pajamas. The head was desperately trying to push through drawstring waist and I mewled as I snaked my hands in between our heated bodies and released the string to give myself some room.

“That’s it baby, free that pretty dick, and let him come out so I can play with him.” Ellis growled and my shaft pulsed and pumped out another load of precum.

My man batted my hands away from my turgid member and my ass clenched tight as he wrapped those long fingers around the length of my shaft and gave me one slow delicious pull from root to tip. I moaned out loud and rolled my hips, thrusting my length further into his tight fist.

“Yeah, that’s what I like to hear, say my name baby. Tell me who you belong to, tell me that all of this is mine and mine alone.” He purred in my ear before nipping the fleshy lobe with his sharp teeth.

My hips bucked and thrust myself even more into his maddening grip, my fingers frantically pulled at the waist of his loose sweats; they were practically itching to feel the hot heaviness of his bulging shaft in my hands. I wanted him like I have never wanted anything in my life. I wanted everything. I wanted to taste and touch. I wanted to rub his very scent all over my skin and have him mark me like a tiger would their cub.

I released a feral growl of my own, one that I had no clue where it came from as I pushed his shoulders until he released me and fell backwards lying flat on his back on the floor. I didn’t even register his shocked surprise as I dived in and licked him from his chin to the delicious curve of his full bottom lip. I was consumed, I was on fire and I burned for this man. I licked and kissed my way down his throat and paid extras attention as my tongue laved and my teeth nipped at his Adam’s apple. This raging inferno had taken over my body and my actions completely as I did things that would have otherwise shocked me into hiding for the rest of my natural life.

My hands snaked their way down those lusciously rippled abs, the sexual tension and the primal lust I had unleashed unto his unsuspecting body had them washboard hard. And I loved it; I reveled in the power that I had to make this man want me and my touch to this degree of carnal desire. And Ellis moaned when my busy fingers slipped under the waistband of his pants and I traced the head of his dripping member before wrapping my hand around it altogether and pumped him like had stroked me earlier. I climbed over him and in a show of dexterity, I used my feet and my toes to pull his pants down to his muscular thighs, and my mouth continued its journey south until I got to one pebbled nipple.

Ellis’ grunted and arched his back as I nipped the sensitive nub and then soothed the bite with my tongue and again a rush of pride and a sliver of heat shot through my body and pooled in my wet groin. I ground my hips and my cock against him almost exploded at spine tingling glide of flesh against rigid flesh, and I switched to pay homage to the other nipple.

“Fuck.” Ellis panted and I was right there with him performing these wicked acts I had only seen on the porn sites on the internet, and what he has already done to me and opened a new world of sensuality for me to enjoy and delight in.

I wanted to worship every inch of his body and let him know exactly what he means to me. How much he has unselfishly provided for me over the past few days meant more than I could ever say. I needed him to feel this overwhelming need I have for him.

“God baby, that fucking mouth…please…ugh…” Ellis panted as my tongue slipped into the little indention of his belly button. I never knew that little nondescript area could be such a turn on.

The bulbous head of my cock slid down his ripped thigh and the hairs on his legs tickled the sensitive flesh and caused me to shiver with delight. I barely recognized the fact that I was whimpering and moaning as I tongued every inch of his sweet skin. And by the time my lips made it to that trimmed thatch of hair surrounding his mouth watering length, I grew nervous. Will I do it right? Will he enjoy my mouth on his cock?

God, I was over thinking things and desperately wanted to know if he tasted as heavenly as he smelled. I took that first tentative lick as I swiped the flat of my tongue across the bulbous head. And I was rewarded with a breathless groan from my man and I took it a step further by sticking the tip of my tongue into his slit and relished the salty yet sweet flavor of his fluids. I looked up to see if he liked what I was doing and I met his heated gaze, his eyes were nearly completely black, no silver in sight a with his pupils blown wide open and that whiplash of heat shimmied down my spine and had me humping his leg like a happy puppy.

“For the love of God, suck me my love, let me see those pretty pink slips wrapped around me, take me into your mouth babe, fuck that feels fantastic.” He gushed as I followed his command and slid the wide head into my mouth and licked all around it, paying special attention to that thick vein running along the underside of his equally fat and long length.

I loved the weight and feel of it in my mouth and I just let go and did what came naturally to me, I thought about what I would like when someone sucked my member and I put everything that I was into bobbing up and down, sucking and slurping his length as deep as I could take it without gagging.

All of a sudden I found myself flipped onto my back and stripped out of my clothes. “I can’t take anymore; I need to bury myself as deep as I can into this delectable body. When I come, I want to do it while I am deep inside that hot tight ass and not in your enticing mouth.” He whispered in my ear, his voice was several octaves deeper and my pulsing shaft sure appreciated the smooth deep baritone.

Ellis captured my mouth, his tongue snaking inside as he explored everything, my teeth, the roof of my mouth and finally sucking on my tongue like he couldn’t get enough. He reached above my head and his hand fumbled around in the nightstand drawer. I knew exactly what he was looking for and anticipation spread across every one of my nerve endings like and electrical jolt.

I heard the snick of the lube cap as he poured the liquid all over his fingers and I legs popped wide open like they had a mind of their own. I knew exactly where those thick fingers were going and my entrance was already spasming, greedily begging for the attention it was about to receive. And God, Ellis didn’t disappoint as his slicked up fingers glided over that sensitive flesh behind my drawn up balls, and made their way and rimmed around my clenched portal.

“Relax and let me in darling, let me feel your searing heat. Let me inside.” He seductively whispered and I whimpered and pushed out as his thick finger penetrated that first ring of muscle and nerves. My hips bucked forward and I cried out at the burn of his entry, but my chute quivered and begged for more.

Ellis gently withdrew his finger and then pushed it deep inside, the tip brushed against my gland and I swore stars popped before my eyes. I began humping his hand and before I knew it, I had up to three of his thick digits buried in my body and he pegged my prostate with every thrust of his hand. He had effectively reduced me into a mindless mewling mess. I was one large nerve, primed and ready to shudder my way into unimaginable ecstasy.

I heard the crinkle of foil as he used his teeth and his free hand to open the package and roll the sheath over his generous member. And then Ellis put my knees to my ears and I hollered as he pushed his bulbous head into me and didn’t stop until he was seated balls deep into my rippling chute. My mouth was wide open and my eyes were clenched shut, the stretching fullness and the burn of his rapid entry almost took me right over that orgasmic cliff, But Ellis pulled on my balls and stopped my release almost instantaneously.

“You are not going to come, until I am ready to make you. You are going to feel me for days after this. I am sorry but I need to fuck you hard baby, I need to own this ass.” He growled and I just whimpered my consent and that was all he needed.

Ellis set a furious pace, he thrust in and out of me, the drag of his thick shaft against the walls of my channel was mind numbing. I had no idea what I was saying, mumbling, and crying out for, but he continued to pound me until I heard nothing the rush of blood in my ears. My heart felt like it was trying to bounce out of my chest, and I couldn’t get enough air into my lungs. But he still continued to fuck me brutally fast.

I thrashed my head from side to side panting his name as I felt the flash burn of my release flow like liquid lava through my veins to pool in my churning balls, my thighs trembled and my ass clamped down painfully hard on the invading girth of Ellis’ shaft. His thrusts became choppy and I vaguely heard him groaning for me to come and to do it right now, and that was the last thing I remembered as my world imploded and my cock erupted. Everything went black and the last thought in my head was that this man fucked me to death as I was enveloped in nothing but darkness.

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

(The Street Collection Drive———>)

 

I woke up early, it was barely turning light outside and I was like an animal in heat. I was lying on my side and Timothy was spooned against me, his back pressed against my chest and rock hard shaft was firmly tucked into the crack of his warm delectable ass. I rocked my hips, because I had to, just the feel the friction of those firm globes along the length of my already weeping shaft. And fuck, it felt amazing. The little minx had me so out of my head with unbridled lust last night that I was acting on my pure instinct and ingrained training, and I denied myself the pleasure of taking him bare.

 I had just automatically reached for the condom and lube in the bedside table and sheathed myself on auto pilot. It was just something I have always done, so many years of using protection every single time I had sex with someone, oral or otherwise. It had just happened that way, and as beautiful as last night’s coupling was, I wanted what I was denied, the feeling of the silky walls of his tight little channel rippling and squeezing around the girth of my member.

Reaching behind me, I found the bottle of lube I had tossed back up onto the nightstand last night and I squeezed a generous amount in the palm of my hand. I leaned back removing my shaft from its own personal haven and lubed myself from the base to throbbing tip of my length, and then I slipped my fluid covered fingers into his crease and made sure I slicked his clenched entrance. I slid my fingers around the striated muscle to make sure he wasn’t swollen or torn, because I would never proceed if he was sore from the night before. But his tight little hole just puckered and kissed the tip of my questing digit, and yes, that made my happy member even happier.

We had several things we needed to take care of today, an interview to conduct and plans to finalize before the collection drive later in the afternoon. But I wasn’t going to be denied, and when Timothy shifted and let out one of his sexy little mewls and he pushed that rounded ass back onto my seeking fingers, I knew the house could burn to the ground before I would even contemplate to stop what I was doing. My little love was like a drug, and I had to have him.

“Mmm…Gawd, Ellis…” Timothy breathed out and arched his elegant spine bringing his delicious derriere into further contact with my hand as my finger slipped inside his slick hole. “Um…you feel so good.” He panted and I leaned over and gently nibbled on the side of his neck, alternating between biting and licking the sensitive skin located there. My baby whimpered and moaned for me. He began to rock those slender hips in time to fingers, now two of them sliding in and out of his warm smooth channel. I curled them deep inside of him and the tip of my middle finger rubbed against his gland, and my little love got even louder and started thrusting his hips back and forth even faster.

“Yes baby, get nice and hot for me, I want you wet and needy baby. There is nothing better than waking up to you in the morning, and I want this every morning from now on. Are you ready for me love. I need to sink into you.” I whispered in his ear before flicking the lobe with the tip of my tongue.  And my love’s whole body shivered from his pretty blonde head right to his tightly curled toes.

“Please, Ellis, I need you inside of me.” Timothy quietly pleaded as his slender fingers dug into the muscles of my thighs and that was all the encouragement I needed.

I gently rolled him over onto this stomach and he immediately spread his legs wide for me. And he stuck that pretty little ass up in the air in blatant invitation. An invitation I was desperate to accept. I positioned myself between his trembling thighs and gave him all of my weight. I wanted him to feel all of me; I wanted him to be surrounded by nothing but me, focused and nothing or no one but me. I wanted him to feel loved and safe. And I wanted him to feel how much I wanted him and desired him.

And my baby didn’t disappoint, he breathed my name on a stuttered breath as I rocked my hips, driving the head of my cock deeper into his crease, the bulbous naked head searching for the portal of undeniable pleasure, the entrance to his hot body. Timothy moaned long and hard as I breached the protective ring of muscle, his outer ring quivered and rippled around the invading circumference of my member and his greedy chute convulsed and rippled as he drew me deeper into his slick heat.

“Fuck baby, this is what I missed last night, the feeling of being bare inside of you, and this mind boggling connection to you. You had me so fucking senseless last night, I was fucking auto pilot, but now, you little vixen. I’ve got you my love. Feel me; feel me as I slide so deep inside of your beautiful body. Thank you for trusting me, for loving me enough to share yourself with me, to make love to me.” I whispered through clenched teeth as his ass clamped down so hard on my shaft that I could barely move.

Timothy just groaned and threw his head back against my shoulder. The only part of me that was moving was my hips as I rocked in and out to his tight hot channel. I fucked in and out of him at a brisk pace, and I savored the luscious glide of my cock against the silky walls of his chute. The incredible feeling of his walls pulling against my turgid flesh and I slid on and out of him. And when my little love began rolling his lower body in a circular motion impaling himself on my thrusting flesh, I had to lock my jaw and grasp his shoulders as I began to pound into him. I felt the tingling already shimmering down my spine, as my balls drew up and throbbed as they slapped against Timothy’s shapely butt cheeks.

He was matching me thrust for thrust, and my senses were overwhelmed with the scent of our sweat, our sex, and just Timothy’s flushed skin. It was heady mix and I heard him cry out and his chute clamped down almost painfully on my cock as he came and milked my own orgasm right out of my swollen shaft. I damned near bit my tongue in half as line after line of thick hot semen shot out of my cock and coated the insides of my love. I collapsed onto his back careful to keep most of my weight on my arms so not to crush my little love.

Our chests heaved as we both tried to regain a normal breathing pattern, and as much as I didn’t want to, I withdrew from his luscious heat of his body and rolled onto my size and gathered his limp form into my arms. Timothy sighed and snuggled into my side. “What a way to begin my day?” He mumbled and snuggled even further onto my chest as I just chuckled and ran my hand over his tangled waves of his long hair.

“Ditto babe,” I replied and just reveled in the feel of his warm soft skin against mine. “We have a lot to do today love, we should have talked about it last night but you had turned into this little sex kitten.” I teased him and he just rolled his eyes as he blushed and hid his face in my pecs.

After a minute or two, Timothy leaned up over me on his elbow and ran his fingers over my chest, “So with all the plans you pulled off yesterday, what’s on the agenda for today?”

“Come on, let’s shower and get ready and I will tell you all about it.” I said as I got out of bed and pulled him up with me. I let my eyes roam the expanse of his creamy skin and his gorgeous body. And I had to smile when he pouted at me and swatted my roaming hands away from his ass and he made a beeline for the bathroom. I followed at a more leisurely pace. I would catch up to him in the shower.

He was already under the spray of warm water, his hair cascaded down his back like a silky curtain. I stepped up behind him and grabbed my bottle of shampoo and I proceeded to tell him the plans for the television interview and the collection drive that will also be televised later this afternoon. I told him about some of my clients, the Sugar Babies who had volunteered their time, and the Daddies that were also there to help in the efforts during the drive, and about the store owner’s cooperation while we drove business their way with our display. I touched briefly on the topic of the street decorations; I didn’t want to go into too much detail about it because I wanted him to be surprised when he saw our set up. I also didn’t tell him about the fact that some of the older kids and staff from the Orphanage will be on hand for people to meet and that they will get camera time as well.

Timothy tensed up when we got out of the shower, and I asked him why, and he mumbled that he had nothing to wear if he was going to be on Television and that he didn’t want to come off as some poor beggar off the street that was using me for my money. It stated it was already a touchy subject about our sexual preference and being around kids. Homophobes for some reason always equated homosexual men as pedophiles in his history with dealing with the bigots.

I agreed with him about the homophobes but not about looking like a gold digger. I dried him from head to toe with a warm towel before leading him towards the massive walk in closet in our bedroom. “Now baby, you know that I love you and I am only looking out for you. I don’t want you to get mad okay.” I said before walking him into the wardrobe and showed him his side of the closet, and all of the clothes and accessories that were now his. I waited on baited breath for him to blow up and tell me to go fuck myself. But he turned around and looked at me with those big shimmering emerald eyes.

He planted his hands on his slender hips and looked up at me whose those liquid eyes, “I can’t even…I doesn’t make sense to tell you how I really feel about this, there it wouldn’t be any use. You would find some way to make me accept it all. So, I will graciously say thank you.” Timothy whispered and a lone tear trickled down his creamy cheek and I rushed forward and gathered him into my arms.

“Baby, you have brought so much into my life, you brought back feelings that I thought were long gone or buried forever deep in the recesses of my mind and body. And you have given yourself to me so completely that there is nothing I wouldn’t do for you, there is nothing I wouldn’t buy you, and the best part of it all is that you don’t expect or want anything from me other than me. And I will forever worship you for it, so yes baby, you are welcome, and I love you.” I said as I cupped his face in my hands and wiped his tears away with my thumbs. “Now come, let’s pick out your clothes for today. I am going to enjoy seeing that sweet little ass in some fitted jeans.” I chuckled and smacked him on said ass. Timothy flipped me off and my chuckle turned to full out laughter as he crossed his arms over his chest and pouted so prettily at me. And God, I was so tempted to haul him back to bed and spend the rest of my life buried deep inside of him. But alas, we had things to do.

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By the time we were dressed and ready, everything turned into a whirlwind of activity. I couldn’t believe how different I looked in clothes that actually fit. I didn’t know some the names of the designers on the labels, but I was wearing dark slim fit distressed jeans with a thick and chunky cable knit sweater. My scarf matched my cream sweater and my gloves were also cream and made of the softest leather I have ever felt, even my woolen cap was cream and fluffy with those adorable dangling fluff balls in the end. Ellis thought I was breathtaking and of course, I blushed to the roots of my hair. My outer coat was also made out of leather, and I guessed that he liked off white color against my skin and my hair because the coat was also in that color. My boots were soft and supple and I didn’t even look to see who made them.

We got to his office and things were insane on his floor, I was taken aside and someone put something on my face and Stephanie, his assistant was prompting me through the questions the interviewer was going to ask me. I fumbled my way through answering them until Ellis came over and waved everyone away from me. My man gathered me into those strong protective arms and told me to relax and look to him if I was uncomfortable about anything.

We were led into his inner office were bright lights and cameras were arranged, there were three plush chairs in the middle of the room and we were seated side by side. Ellis refused to let go of my hand as the reality of all that he was doing really took root in my mind, and I had to fight myself not to become overwhelmed with emotion. I squeezed my boyfriend’s hand and he gave the most gorgeous smile and a wicked wink before the interviewer walked into the room and introduced herself and thanked us for our time and generosity in doing what we were doing. She explained that the camera crew will be following us for the remainder of the day. And then everything was a go.

She sat down and she was powdered and fluffed before she introduced herself on camera and then Ellis and I, and then she went straight into it. I let Ellis do all of the talking, and I did get emotional and required a few tissues when he explained how we met. He explained how I refused his money when he put it in my little collection bin and how he felt when he stepped into the Orphanage and met the children. He went on to gush about little Jayden and how the baby captured his heart. He sang my praises and painted the picture of me and my determination to collect money to make the children feel special during this time of year. Ellis looked at me with so much love and respect in his gaze that I was rendered speechless, and the anchorwoman thought I was priceless.

She touched briefly on the fact that he ran a website that brought couples together, older men usually to younger men looking for direction and experience in their relationship. She went on to say that she thought it was great that those same young men were all gathered in another part of the building ready to give their time and energy to the collection efforts of the foundation, and that was when the official logo and the sweatshirts that everyone was going to wear out on the street was revealed with my name splashed across the front and the Orphanage’s name on the back. There were even cute little collection buckets with the foundation name on them.

I had barely mumbled two words by the time the interview was over and that was fine with me. Everyone seemed to be in awe of me by the time the bright lights turned off and all the women and most of the Babies awed everything to death, especially when Ellis took a protective stance over me as I tried to gather myself together. He led me into another part of the office were low and behold, Rafael and a few of his staff from the Bistro was overseeing tables laden with his fragrant dishes and he was wearing one of the foundation shirts as he heartily fed everyone to prepare them for the long afternoon out  in the cold weather. The chef also had thermoses gathered that he said was filled with soup, hot chocolate, espresso, and coffee to hand to keep everyone warm while we were outside.

I turned to Ellis and he just shrugged and handed me a heaping plate of piping hot lasagna and steered me towards and empty chair so that I could eat. He got a plate for himself and joined me. We were soon surrounded by some of his clients and I was impressed, the babies ranged from college students to young business men, and the older men were some of the Fortune 500 elite business men. I was so totally blown away, I could barely eat. Hell, I could barely breathe, but Ellis remained steadfastly at my side and encouraged me to do all of the above. My God, where did this man come from?

Finally, it was time to take the four block trek to the collection site and we were all bundled up and the camera crew followed as everyone made a show of trudging down the street ringing bells and singing Christmas Carols, it attracted peoples’ attention, and some people actually started dropping change into the collection baskets as we went along. It wasn’t until we reached the little alcove of stores that my eyes went wide with surprise and shock. Blue twinkling lights were strung all around, the same color as our shirts and there were balloons, and Christmas decorations, a huge banner with the foundation name, Father Rodriguez from the church, and what had me break down into a fit of happy tears was the appearance of the older kids.

They were dressed in spanking new clothes and jackets, with the foundation sweatshirts peeking from underneath their clothes. They had insulated cups of hot chocolate, and peppermint candy canes in their hands as they rushed forward and bombarded me with hugs. The cameras caught all of this and everyone made a loud to do of cheering and singing and that was how the afternoon went as everyone went up and down the side walk handing out flyers and collecting whatever they could for the cause. They educated people on what we were doing and some people stomped off because it was an LGBTQ organization, but most was very receptive to what we were doing and they gave what they could.

Even the store owners were happy for the free publicity and customers that came to see what was going on in our cornered off little area. I didn’t feel the cold; I didn’t feel fatigued at being out in the elements all afternoon. All I felt was the love and the goodwill that all of these people had come together to make happen today. I looked over at the one man that made this happen and my heart skipped a beat. He was handing out cotton candy to the children and he made sure that they were warmly bundled up. I stood there in mind numbing awe, and it was that moment that the camera swung towards me and the interviewer asked me. “So what do you think about today and the man that organized all of this?”

I turned to her with tears wet on my lashes and I gave her a watery smile. “He is a miracle, the best thing that could have ever happened to me, and the best thing that could have ever happened to St. Paul’s Church and Orphanage. He is truly an Angel here on Earth.” And I turned back to my man and caught him smiling at me, and he gave me his signature winks before he went back to entertaining the children. And I knew, I knew in my heart of hearts that he was the one for me.

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

A/N, thank you guys for another journey this is the last chapter, but don’t worry there will be an epilogue to come by the latest Sunday morning. Thank you all so much for your support and your votes. Yes, I did make over the 50,000 word mark to win NaNoWrimo and again I thank all of you. xoxo Dianna

(Picture of the Church——>), and please enjoy the sing Johnny Gill’s You for Me. 

It was unreal; I was in a constant state of surprise these last two weeks and stepping out of Ellis car and onto the sidewalk in front of the fully renovated and decorated Orphanage had me standing there gaping like a fish. Ellis had refused to let me set foot anywhere near the place while the repairs were being done. He wanted me to be surprised and he had the children come to visit me instead at our home. Ellis had finally talked me into giving up my little apartment and into moving in with him, and although I was wary at first, I have settled in and I couldn’t imagine my life without him in it.

As we made our way up the steps cameras flashed and I remembered that the press was on hand tonight to capture the black tie event held right here at the Orphanage on Christmas Eve. All who had contributed, participated, and paid for the privilege to see and be seen was on hand for the catered Christmas dinner and the midnight mass to follow at the church later on tonight.

As we stepped through the doors, I had to laugh at the some of the sour expressions on the kids faces as they pulled and tugged on the Christmas outfits. The boys especially with their starched shirts and neckties, but God they looked so adorable. I had to take a few pictures of them myself with my cell phone. Mrs. Russell came bustling by and she immediately handed Jayden dressed as a cheery Santa Claus into Ellis’ arms, and my heart fluttered away at the look of pure adoration on his face. I knew that this little man was going to make an appearance in our lives in the near future. I know Ellis was up to something, but I wasn’t sure what it was. I have long since learned to just go with the flow. If my man was determined about doing something, then it was a done deal even if God himself came down from high and said otherwise.

With Jayden held securely in his arms we made our way through the house and said hello to all the people we knew, his clients and the bustling staff from the Bistro. Rafael came forward with a curious Kara on his heels firing off question after question about his cooking and if he liked doing it and so forth. And I had to hand it to the big man, he patiently answered her questions and even made her his assistant for the night and she squealed and clapped her hands as she jumped up and down and proceeded to tell him to put what dish where on the table. It was hilarious to watch the big man handle or her handle the big man I should say.

Even some of the more flamboyant of the Sugar Babies were queening it up and they were busy gushing over the toddlers in the finery, while their Daddies looked on nervously obviously not wanting to caught up in the baby boom of the night. Mrs. Russell had already explained to me that two of the older kids and three of the toddlers were up of adoption already, and my heart melted with the happy news.

Ellis excused himself baby and all and went to over to speak to some of his clients and Stephanie and her boyfriend. I saw Father Rodriguez and the Arch Bishop entertaining some of the City Council members and I waved at them and kept on going. I was on the hunt for Mrs. Russell when I nearly ran right into her as she came out of the nursery and closed the door behind her.

“Oh goodness, love, there are so many people in here tonight and all the kids are overexcited with all this attention. Bethany and Ada are having a rough time settling the babies.” She said as she laced her arm through mine and walked me through to the lounge.

“Huh babies, so are there more than just Jayden in residence then?” I asked her as we made our way to the buffet table.

“Yes we had a set of twin girls, newborns that the social workers brought over from the Hospital; the poor little mites were abandoned in the Emergency Room and needed emergency placement. And we got another three month old boy taken from neglectful parents, but we are in the process of contacting the grandparents for the child and see if they are deemed fit for placement.” She said as she made her food choices.

I nodded my head in understanding and I made a mental note to check on the babies before I left. I always made it a point to know all the little ones in residence. The evening wore on and Jayden got fussy so Mrs. Russell took him to put him to bed for the night. Ellis was a little disappointed but he got over it as we sat down to the formal dinner that Rafael had catered. The food was superb and the conversation around the table was wonderful. It warmed my heart that all that these people have come together to accomplish something so special. The house had been completely renovated; the rooms now all had central heating and air conditioning.  

The teen’s wing now had computer room the teens can use them for homework instead of taking the bus all the way to the library. The bathrooms were all renovated and housed several showers and all the amenities the children needed, from steeping stools to training potties for the younger ones. The kitchen now had a huge fully stocked pantry, industrial stoves and ovens along with a restaurant grade refrigerator. All the furniture from sofas to cribs has been replaced with newer safer ones. The house is completely baby proof and the game room rivaled a professional arcade. The children here wanted for nothing and in the broad spectrum of things that was all I really wanted to accomplish. And with the help of the Foundation and the funds it is steadily collecting, it will remain that way for a long time to come.

I looked over at my man and I studied him sitting there in his formal tuxedo and my heart swelled in my chest and my mouth watered. He laughed at something Stephanie said and I could do nothing but stare at the absolute beauty if the man inside and out. Ellis turned to take a sip of his sparkling water and caught my gaze. He winked at me and squeezed my hand underneath the table and I squeezed his right back. Words could never express how much I love this man. I could just show him everyday how much I cared as I take care of him and he takes care of me.

The night wore on with after supper coffees and pastries from that quaint French Bakery we found on Cameron Ave being served. I noticed that Mrs. Dubois and her husband were here along with her nephew, Taylor and his bad boy boyfriend Evan. I had to say that the big guy cleaned up really well and looked exceptionally handsome in his tuxedo, but no one could hold a candle to my debonair man. He was my everything, the brightest and handsomest star in my world. And I was proud to be the one that he chose. Ellis reminded me on a daily basis that I was his Christmas miracle, and that it was because of me there is no Bah Humbug in his world this year or the years to follow as long as I remained at his side.

I remembered the night he first whispered those words in my ear and I had burst into tears. I was the blessed one and I knew it. I had one more semester before I graduated with my degree in Graphic Design and I already had offers from some of Ellis’ clients for their marketing and design businesses. One of the main ones I was considering was Roche Marketing and Advertising Inc. I looked down the table and spied Mr. Marcus Roche himself and his World renowned artist of a husband, Corey Roche. One of the Sugar babies were friends with Gavin Carter, Mr. Roche’s business partner and music mogul Damien Carter’s husband.

 Matty, my friend and unbeknownst to me at the time is a Sugar Baby, he used to work in their private club during our first year in school together and he introduced me to Gavin, and the rest was history. I could never understand how Gavin wrapped both of those strapping men around his little fingers. It was too cute. His intense husband, Damien was simply stunning, and Mr. Roche hovered over him like a protective big brother while Gavin himself simply fussed over everyone, especially Corey. There were some real heavy hitters in this room tonight, but you would never know by the way everyone was getting along.

It was close to midnight and everyone was making their way over to St. Paul’s Church for midnight mass. Mrs. Russell looked tired but pleased as people thanked her for her hospitality. There was a slow procession towards the church and Thomas double parked and let us out right at the steps so we could make our way inside with all the limos and luxury cars circling to drop off all those attending the Christmas mass. I had so much to be thankful for this year and the main person was holding my hand as he led me up the stairs.

After checking our coats, Ellis pulled me along and instead of making our way into the sanctuary he led me into a little ante room and I swear not even for him, there was no way we were going to do the do in church. I preceded him into the room and I was already forming my argument in my mind when the door clicked and I turned around and gasped out loud when I saw Ellis bent down on one knee and he was looking up at me with his heart in his gleaming gray eyes and a black velvet box in his hand. I slapped my hands over my mouth and tears spilled out of my eyes as I backed away from him and further into the room.

If he was doing what I think he was doing my brain just couldn’t believe it. Ellis jumped to his feet before I could get too far away and his huge arms wrapped around me and pinned me to his massive chest.

He stared down into my watery eyes, his gaze was so intense, but I couldn’t look away. I was totally enthralled by this man. “Baby, it’s only been a month, and in than short span of time you have worked your way into my heart. Please don’t cry my love.” Ellis whispered as he wiped my warm tears away. I was speechless; the lump of emotion clogging my throat just wouldn’t go away. I could only just stand there and stare dumb founded at him as he looked at me with so much love and so much certainty that it was all too much for me to take in.

He cupped my face in his large hands and he brought his face to mine and gently swept his lips over mine, it was just a mere brush of his mouth over mine, but that whisper of a kiss was full of love, and of promise. He leaned back and those molten mercury eyes stared intently into mine before he drew a deep breath and opened his heart to me. “Timothy you are it for me, you are my heart, you are embedded in my mind and even deep down to my very soul. If I have never been sure about anything in my life, I am one hundred percent sure that I love you. I want to take this journey through life with you at my side. I want to have children with you, grow old with you, and watch our grandchildren play and strive under the mutual love that we have for each other and that we will have for them.”

I choked on a sob as he again wiped my tears away and kissed the tip of nose. “You came into my bleak dark world, and you brought your light, your guilelessness, and your unselfish determination and drive. And most of all you brought your openness, your faith, and your unconditional love into my life and you have made me a better person. Baby, you are my miracle and I want you as my husband, my partner, and the man at my side in this life and the next.”

And again, Ellis went down on one knee and a broken sob escaped the tightness of my throat, he looked up at me and I gasped as I saw that his own brilliant eyes were wet with unshed tears. He opened the ring box and a beautiful gold ring with a brilliant emerald nestled the middle of the wide band. Then, I noticed there were two identical rings and I gave him a curious stare. Ellis smiled at me and reached into his jacket and pulled out a piece of paper. “My darling, if you will do the absolute honor of being my husband, at the stroke of midnight tonight, on this Christmas morning, I want us to say our vows and join us together as one the rest of our lives. Please, please say yes…Please.” He earnestly pleaded with me.

My heart pounded away in my chest and my pulse was spiking through the roof, but I knew that Ellis Carrington was the only man in this Universe that was meant for me, and I got down on my knees in front of him and swallowed the lump in my throat and breathed, “Yes, I…I will marry you. Right now, right here, tonight. I love you more than words could ever explain. You are my life.” I replied and watched this brilliant strong man break down and cried as he leaned forward and captured my lips in the most intimate, and the most loving kiss he has ever bestowed upon me, and I reveled in it and in him.

Ellis leaned back and rubbed his wet cheeks against mine and he once again showed me the paper in his hand. This is our marriage license, the Clerk of Courts is here in the building right now to sign it and Father Rodriguez and all our friends, family, and co-workers are here in the sanctuary to witness the exchange of our vows. Baby, if you decided not to honor me and marry me tonight then midnight mass would just have went on as usual. But I had hope and faith that you wanted to ne mine forever, because baby I am already yours.”

And oh God, that did it for me, I pushed him until he was laying flat on his back and I was on top of him smothering his gorgeous face with kisses. Ellis just chuckled and held on to me like he never wanted to let me go. But he said, “Come on baby, I want to get my ring on your finger. I want to show the world that you are mine sweetness, and that I am yours.” He said as he stood and helped me to my feet.

We took a detour into the restroom and we both laughed at our reddened noses and disheveled hair. It took a few moments before we made ourselves presentable and my man held my hand as he led me from the room. And when we opened the door, Mrs. Russell was standing there with a huge smile on her face and so was Stephanie, she grabbed Ellis’ arm and dragged him off to another ante room, and Mrs. Russell pushed me back into the room we just came out of and she placed a bag on the table with a little sniffle. “Oh my baby is getting married.” She wailed and hugged me to within an inch of my life and rocked me from side to side. I just held on for the ride and tried not to start blubbering all over again.

By the time she was done with me, I had a red corsage of white and red roses pinned to my lapel, my hair was brushed to a silky shine and left hanging down my back. I knew this was just the way Ellis loved my hair. Mrs. Russell explained that she was the one giving me away and she sniffled again and I just pulled her into a hug. We stepped up to the foyer and both the double door was closed. It was ten minutes to midnight and I was beginning to get nervous. Oh my gosh, I was minutes away from marrying the man of my dreams, and then my nerves fell away as a euphoric bubble popped in my brain. I could have done the happy dance right there and then.

That’s when I heard it, the beginning strains of a song started to play. I listened to it and tried to think of where I knew the song from and then it hit me. It was Johnny Gill’s Wedding song, “You for Me.” Ellis couldn’t have picked a more perfect song and then with a dazzling swoosh, the doors opened and I was presented with a virtual Christmas wonderland. The entire church was decorated with brilliant gold fabrics, and white twinkling lights, the alter itself had several sizes of Christmas trees that were artfully arranged and beautifully decorated, but my eyes landed on the one person that was all important in my world. I was so focused on getting to him that I had to restrain myself and remember to keep pace with the song as I made my way up the aisle.

I knew I had the biggest grin on my face but I couldn’t help it. There was so much joy in my heart, and Ellis looked at me like the sun rose and shined on me. His grin was just as wide as mine and finally, finally I made it to his side and all the necessities were said and I stood before God, man, and the spirit of Christmas past, present, and future and promised to love and cherish this man until death do us part. And exactly at the stroke of midnight, the first thing on Christmas morning, and Father Rodriguez pronounced husband and husband with our exchange of vows and rings, and we shared our first kiss to the ringing of the church bells and the boisterous applause of our friends and family.

The End

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Epilogue

Epilogue

5 years later…

  (Their Christmas Tree–––––>)

I came rushing through the front door fearing the wrath of my husband because I was late when he had specifically asked me to be on time tonight, but the holiday traffic from the city was horrendous. No matter what Thomas did or which route he took, we were delayed. I had barely set foot in the foyer when I heard the stampede coming from the front room, clearly the children were on look out duty and saw me when I arrived, but hopefully they didn’t see the packages I carried into the house. My three children came toddling towards me screaming, “Daddy, Daddy,” On top of their lungs. I quickly threw their last minute presents in the hall closet along with my coat and slammed the door shut just in time to see my six year old son, Jayden helping his three year old twin sisters, Jessica and Jennifer as the unsteady toddlers made their way over to me. I couldn’t help but smile at the protective big brother slowing down his own gait to make sure that his little sisters were following him okay. My heart just melted as I scooped up all three of my angels and hugged them. I just held them to my heart.

“Aww…Daddy. I am too big for hugs now. I am a big boy, and hugs are for babies.” Jayden wiggled in my arms, but he was ultra careful of his younger sisters.

I set all of them down and I looked down at my big boy as my girls wrapped themselves around my legs. “Really, then how come you hug Papa all the time then, and even Grandma, and Uncle Rafael?”

And quick as a flash Jayden answered, “Because Papa is usually getting ready to give me a treat for being a good boy and Grandma is just Grandma and you are supposed to hug your Grandma, especially when she has cookies, and Uncle Rafael brings me spaghetti with yummy red sauce and gigantic meatballs.”

“So, hugs for food over hugging me for my love for you, I am so hurt.” I pouted and looked away from him. I was laying the hurt pouty face on real thick when out of the corner of my eye I saw the most beautiful creature that God has ever placed on this Earth. And after five years of marriage, three children, and the general ups and downs many married couples faced, Timothy was standing in the archway of the front room, the Christmas tree  ablaze behind him and he still managed to take my breath away. His long blond hair now reached his waist; it flowed like down his back like a shimmering golden curtain. His skin was flawless, a creamy alabaster hue with his pretty pink lips curled into an amused smile as he watched my antics with our son.

“Okay Daddy, you can still hug me whenever you want.” Jayden sighed like it was a long suffering ordeal he was going to have to deal with.

“Why thank you my good Sir, but you are still my big boy. Now you guys go find Grandma so I can say hello to your Papa.” I said and all three of them squealed and toddled off towards the kitchen, because finding Grandma usually meant that they were going to cute their way into getting a treat before dinner.

“Hey there Beautiful,” I said as I made my way across the marble foyer and I gathered my stiff husband into my arms and tried to kiss those delectable pink lips, but Timothy turned his head to the side and my lips landed on his soft cheek instead. “Please baby, don’t be that way. I know I’m late but the traffic was deplorable. I’m sorry I missed the lightening of the tree.” I nuzzled him behind the ear, and I felt him shiver before he melted into my arms. Yes, I knew that little spot softened him up for me every time.

“Fine, come look at the tree, the kids wanted a golden theme this year.” My little love said as he pulled my into the room and I gaped at the towering tree. Every year there was a color theme to the Christmas decorations, and this year’s theme was stunning shades of gold. My baby really outdid himself with decorating our home. The mansion gleamed from pillar to post, and you could just feel the love and the hominess the minute you walked through the door. And I knew that it was all due to the love of my life cuddled here in my arms.

I looked down at Timothy and he was looking up expectantly at me, and I had to leaned down and claimed those luscious lips. “Absolutely gorgeous, and the decorations are stunning too.” I whispered against his parted lips and he giggled and swatted my arm.

“You silver tongued Devil, go get washed up for dinner. Your niece and Rafael have been slaving away in the kitchen all day. Kara made the main entree under her Father’s watchful eye.” Timothy said as he stepped away from me but I caught him around his slender waist and pulled him back against my chest.

“Hmm…Well I am sure it will be wonderful, her father is a five star chef after all, but dinner is the last thing on my mind tonight baby. Our Anniversary is three days away and you haven’t given me your answer yet?” I stated as I ran my hands up his slender back, over his shoulders and ran my fingers into the silky weight of his hair an held him in place as I leaned down to lick my way across that plump bottom lip. “I know for sure that you have cleared all your projects for work, the Foundation’s black tie dinner was awesome, and actually it worked out better to have it earlier rather than on Christmas Eve. We had more people attend this year since it didn’t interrupt with people’s family time. But baby, I need my time too, we will only be gone for the weekend. We will be back in time to ring in the New Year with our babies. Please say yes.” I pleaded, I even brought out the big guns and batted my eyelashes and pouted at my man.

Timothy giggled and batted at my chest. “Ellis I understand that between work and our children, the Foundation, the Orphanage, and our home, that we have been too busy to really spend some quality time together. But I don’t see why we have to fly all the way across the country to some fancy resort in order to do that. I am not comfortable with being that far away from the children yet, and I know you are trying to give me a wonderful Anniversary trip, but I would be worrying the whole time, and it would spoil our time together.”

I squeezed him closer to my raging body and rubbed my cheek against his silky hair. “I get it baby, and I understand. I will think of something just for the two of us, so keep those two days clear. Grandma Russell is here and so is Bethany, and you she loves those children as her own. She has been taking care of them even before we hired her away from the Orphanage as our Nanny after she had trained Ada to take her place.

“Okay, why don’t you let me arrange our weekend and you just sit back and relax and enjoy what I come up with?” Timothy suggested as he smoothed his little hands over my cheeks.

“Okay babe, the ball is in your court, now let’s eat. Whatever that little spit fire had concocted in our kitchen smells great. And I am hungry for food as well as other things. But since I can only have the food, I might as well make the best of it.” I smirked as I skipped away from yet another swat as I jogged away down the hall listening to the indignant huff of my little love behind me.

By the time we made it through dinner, the kids were almost asleep in their high chairs. Bethany and Timothy carried the little ones up to bed. Rafael and his precocious ten year old daughter, Kara was bundling up for their driver to take them home after refusing the invitation to stay the night. Rafael had some early morning business at his second restaurant location and had to leave for home. I waved goodbye as he carried his sleeping little girl and got into his car to make his way back t the city. Grandma Russell was busy clearing the table but I shooed her to bed, and I cleared the table myself and dumped the dishes in soapy water in the sunken sinks. The cleaning staff could take care of the rest in the morning.

I walked through the house and made sure that all our security alarms were engaged and I turned off lights as I went. I stopped in the front room and I stared at the beauty of our shimmering Christmas tree. I stepped closer and smiled as I studied the ornaments on the huge sparkling tree. The home made ones the children created that graced our home tree every year. The new ones added this year and the one ornament that never fails to make me smile. It was a framed picture of the moment I kissed my husband for the first time on the altar of St. Paul’s Church. I smiled as the memory of that night washed over me, the night that my love made me the happiest man on the planet.

Turning away, I made my way upstairs to do my nightly routine of checking on each of my children, to pull up the Spiderman covers that Jayden had surely kicked off by now, to tuck Jennifer’s Hello Kitty cuddle bear back within her reach, and to slide Jessica’s thumb out of her mouth before making my way to my bedroom to shower and tuck my exhausted body under the sheets next to the love of my life. This has been our routine, and one that I wouldn’t change for the world. But I miss the intimacy and the privacy of having my husband to myself, to take him without worrying about the whole house hearing him scream my name. To be able to have him and to pleasure him for hours on end without interruption. I missed that, and I just want to take some time to ourselves and reaffirm our bond.

There is nothing or no one in this world that would make my love for this man fade in the least. Actually I love Timothy more now than ever have. I ran my towel over my wet hair and climbed into bed next to my already sleeping little love. He snuffled so adorably as I gathered him into my arms and he curled himself around my body. I listened to him breathe and I watched him sleep while my shaft throbbed with its own heartbeat. I tried my best to ignore my poor neglected organ and I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep myself.

 Christmas Day came with much love and the spreading of good cheer, the children received everything they has written and asked Santa for, and our friends and family celebrated the season with us in our home, and everyone was merry and nice. Timothy hadn’t uttered a word to me about our Anniversary escapade, but that didn’t stop me from remembering to get him a present. I chuckled as I recalled where I put it. He was going to be so surprised that I had saved that thing after all these years, but it seemed perfect to me, since it was something that had really brought us together in the first place.

I was waving goodbye the last of our guests before closing the front door. I noticed that our car was out front and I turned to go hunt down my husband to see why, but I didn’t have to go very far. Timothy came down the stairs and set two of our travel bags at his feet and gave me a smug smile.

“Go and kiss your children goodbye, I told them that we were going away for two days and to mind their Grandma and Bethany.” He said and I felt my heart rate spike and I rushed past him to go and kiss my babies, and to hopefully grab his present and place it in my travel bag without him noticing it.

It didn’t take me long before I got back downstairs, and I quietly handed Thomas the present and whispered to him to place it in my bag while Timothy was getting into the car. I slipped in behind him pulling on my gloves as I went. The winters were just as brutal as before and it was extremely cold out. I closed the door, just as Thomas slammed the trunk and made his way to the driver’s side and got in the already running vehicle.

I was about to ask Timothy where we were going when he pulled out one of those sleeping eye masks and handed it to me with a little devious smile on his lips. “It’s a surprise baby, close enough to the children if they need us we are easily available, but far enough that we can be as naughty as we want without being disturbed or disturbing anyone else.” He whispered in my ear and fuck if my member didn’t swell to full mast behind my zipper. I was so hard it was almost painful. I slipped the mask on and indulged my baby; after all, I told him he was running the show when it came to planning our destination for our get away.  With my sight gone, it was like my other senses became hyperaware of everything.

With every inhalation, I smelled my little love’s exotic scent, the white tea and hibiscus soap he favored along with his cologne and the natural scent of his skin permeated my sense of smell and I reveled in it. My sense of touch was also affected, every little move he made against my side, every brush of his clothing against mine, and when he leaned that lithe little body into my side, I couldn’t help but to wrap my arm around his shoulders and pull him in even closer. I listened to the low but cheery Christmas carols on the radio as the car drove us to wherever it was Timothy had arranged for us to spend our weekend.

 I lost track of time and but when the car came to a stop, I tried to listen to my surroundings but I couldn’t pick up on anything other the muted noise of traffic. There were a few more stop and goes until I felt the car maneuver and park. I heard when Thomas cut the engine and when his door opened and closed as he exited the car. I felt the frigid wind swirl into the car when he opened my door and helped me from the car. My faithful driver set me to stand in one spot and he assisted Timothy from the car and soon enough I felt his little hand in mine.

 He physically turned me around and he told me to just trust him and keep stepping forward. I felt the concrete under my feet and then I felt the whoosh of warm air as we entered a building. I heard nothing other than our footsteps across the floor. We came to a stop and I heard the ding of an elevator. I took a couple of deep calming breaths trying to see if I recognized the scents around me and to see if I could determine my location through my sense of smell, but the scent of fresh cleaning products and wood polish did nothing for me.

The lift stopped and the doors pinged and I heard the doors as they whooshed open. Timothy led me by hand into where ever it was that he was taking me. I was thinking a fancy hotel close to home, but I didn’t hear a doorman or people milling about in the lobby or waiting for the elevator with us. No one was around but us or at least that was my perception. I heard Thomas ask where Timothy wanted our bags and he must have pointed because he didn’t verbally answer the man, but I heard our driver’s muffled footsteps as he walked away. We came to a standstill and I was dying to see where we were and my hand went to the mask but Timothy told me not yet, and I dropped my hands back to my side.

Anticipation was coursed through my veins, and it was causing all of my vital signs to elevate, the longer he kept me waiting was the more worked up I became. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt him slipping my coat from my shoulders. I thought he was going to stop there but my little love proceeded to slowly and sensually strip every single item of clothing off my body. I helped him along by stepping out of my shoes and remaining exactly where he put me. Once I was naked wearing nothing but the blind fold, Timothy once again took me by the hand and led me somewhere. My heart was pounding away in my chest, and I was sure my turgid cock was leaking so much; I was leaving a trail of pre-ejaculate where ever I went.

He seated me on some kind of plush bench and told me not to peek and that he was stepping away to take care of something and I was not to move a muscle. I listened as his muted footsteps padding away from me and I was so tempted to rip the blind fold off my face, but I was determined not to ruin this little seduction scene that my little one has planned out for us. So instead, I occupied myself by discreetly feeling around on the chair I was sitting on. It felt like I was on a very soft blanket draped over a chair or sofa.

Then I heard the unmistakable rush of water, it sounded like a faucet and then the flowing shower. “No, it couldn’t be.” I thought as I immediately suspected that we were in the playroom of our penthouse in the city. I was about to take off the blindfold to confirm this when I heard my little love whisper that I could look now. And I wasted no time in ripping the thing off my face and rapidly blinking my eyes to gain focus of my surroundings. We were indeed in the playroom, but it could have been on fire for all the attention I was paying out special area.

My eyes were glued the sight of perfection in front of me, my shaft pulsed hard enough to slap against my abdomen and my entire world shifted on its axis. I grabbed onto the lip of the bench I was sitting on order to keep myself up right. I licked my suddenly dry lips as he undulated his delectable body under the gentle deluge of warm steamy hot water. Steam billowed around his perfect body as he slowly ran his slick soapy hands from his neck to his chest. Timothy threw his head back and sinfully moaned like a porn star as he pinched his nipples and continued undulated those lithe sexy hips as rivulets of water ran over his flushed skin.

One of his hands drifted down his abdomen and his long elegant fingers wrapped themselves around the length of his member, and he groaned again, but this time he was looking directly at me. The open and naked lust I saw burning from deep within those intense green eyes had my hand flying to my groin and squeezing myself to prevent my pending orgasm from bursting from the head of my shaft while my eyes remained riveted on my love.

“Do you like what you see my love?” Timothy whispered seductively as he slowly pulled on his deliciously hard shaft. He licked those sinfully delectable lips and continued to verbally arouse me as well as visually seducing me.“Right here in this tub is symbolic of the very moment when I decided that you were it for me, and when I made the decision to be strong, and to be fearless in pursuing my pleasure despite the fact that I was scared shitless about sex and being good enough for you. It was right here, I owned the fact that you wanted me just as much as I wanted you in my world forever.” He purred as he picked up the shower attachment and turned it on and spun around and gave me his back.

Timothy peeked over one creamy shoulder before he bent almost all the way over and turned on the detachable spray so that the water cascaded down his back and right in between those firm butt cheeks. He used his free hand to pull one of those cheeks to the side and effectively exposed that blushed pink hole to me. “And you do want me, don’t you baby?” Timothy asked and it took me a minute to decipher his words. My brain was on the verge of a meltdown at the hottest, most erotic sight I have ever laid my eyes on.

I don’t know how I managed to still be sitting here and not finding my way into that tub with him, plunging myself deep into his ass over and over again, but again, I chalked it up to the fact that my mental synapses have all short circuited. I didn’t even realize that I was nodding my head to answer his question of wanting him. I just watched as Timothy finished up his mind numbing and teasingly erotic bath with my member straining towards him like it was begging him for his attention. He turned off the water and his beautiful skin was flushed from the heat. He ran a warm towel quickly over his skin to remove most of the moisture and he continued making his way over to me. I grunted as he pushed me back until my shoulders rested against the footboard of the bed and he straddled my thighs. He rolled his hips and rubbed his warm and moist balls all over the throbbing shaft, and that’s when I lost it.

I stood straight up and Timothy gasped and wrapped his arms around my shoulders and his legs around my waist. I turned and made a beeline for the massive bed situated in the middle of the room. I didn’t even bother to fold down the comforter, I just grabbed it and threw it aside and I took the both of down onto the silk covered mattress. A feral growl escaped my throat as I sought out mouth and my tongue plunged straight past his parted lips and into the sweet cavern of his mouth. He had me so hot and horny that I was hanging on to my sanity by a mere thread. I worshiped my little love with every inch of my body, my mouth, my tongue, my hands, and even with my very thoughts.

My blood boiled as it rushed through my veins, and pooled in my already swollen groin. The engorged purple cap of my shaft dripped my fluids all over Timothy’s groin, and it helped ease the frantic glide of hard flesh against hard flesh as I rutted against him. It has been so long since we have had the opportunity to do this, to be so uninhibited and care free as we came together and made love to one another, to savor the feel and the flavor of one another.

I love my life, I love my children, and I love my husband more than I could have ever thought a human being could love someone, but life’s little interruptions sometimes came in the way of this, the unbridled passion of our emotional and physical bond. I was damn sure going to make sure that we made time for ourselves in the future.

“Please…Ellis…I need to feel you inside of me, fill me baby.” Timothy purred and my member throbbed and pulsed out another copious amount of fluid.

I wasted no time in reaching for the lube bottle in the nightstand and I just snapped the cap open and poured the contents of it all over his enticing groin and my pulsing shaft. I flipped him over onto his stomach and I was going to mount him and take him until we fucked ourselves raw, but my love had other ideas as he quickly flipped back over onto his back and stared up at me with his intense gaze.

“I want to see you, I want to watch those steel gray eyes melt as you make love to me. I need that my love.” Timothy whispered in my ear and I felt my heart flutter, and that animalistic urge to take and conquer him and his enticing body immediately fizzled out and was replaced by just a burning hot wave of heat.

Lowering myself over him, I gave him most of my weight as I recaptured his lips. The kiss was slow, intimate, and so fucking sweet. I felt my love’s slender fingers as they aligned my shaft with his entrance. I felt that striated star quiver under the pressure of the spongy head of my shaft. He wrapped his trembling thighs around my waist and tore his lips away from mine as he cried out when I forcefully thrust my hips forward and buried myself balls deep into his rippling channel. God, I was home. I was where I was meant to me, and for the love of all that was sacred in my world, I wanted to remain there forever.

Timothy rocked his slender hips and I began to slowly withdraw until only the bulbous head remained just within that quivering ring if muscle. The hot silky glide of those contoured walls of his chute made my eyes roll into the back of my head as I repeated the action over and over again, and soon we were both lost on that blissful realm of ecstasy. Timothy was writhing and whimpering incoherently underneath me as I rode him like I was possessed. Sweat was pouring off my body like water, and I continued to repeatedly pound and thrust into him like my life depended on it. His fingernails scored down my back and the sting from it only made me wilder. We fucked the sheets right off the bed. I had to grab onto his shoulders as my hips pistoned into him to keep him from sliding off the other side of the mattress.

Then, all of a sudden Timothy’s body went completely rigid and he opened those shimmering grass green eyes and stared right me. His pupils dilated so wide his gaze turned black, and his ass clamped down painfully tight on my buried length, I shuddered as he threw his head back and screamed as his orgasm slammed into him. Line after line of thick white cream coated his abdomen and chest as his channel rippled and convulsed milky along the entire length of my member and I felt my own release punch through my balls and shoot up my shaft. I hollered his name as I erupted deep inside of his body. This man was mine and I marked him just as I was his and he has placed his mark on me.

I collapsed on the naked mattress next to him in a damp but well sated heap. All that could be heard in the room was the sounds of our ragged breathing as our chests heaved trying to get as much oxygen into our depleted lungs as we possibly could. I turned my head and looked over into the dazed but smiling face of my little love and I gathered him into my arms. “I love you baby.” I whispered and I felt him snuggle even further under my arm and whispered the words of endearment back to me.

We laid there covered in sweat, semen, and the tangible afterglow of our shared passions. Neither of us had the strength nor the energy to move, so we just dozed right where we were for a few hours before we found the will to get up and stumble down the hallway like two drunken men making our way to our Master suite and the bathroom. We cleaned ourselves up and I left the bathroom before my little love did, and by the time he returned to the bedroom. I was sitting on the edge of the bed holding his Anniversary gift in my hands. Timothy saw it and squealed as he ran over to his bag and pulled out what I assumed was my gift and came to sit beside me on the very same bed that made we made love to each other on for our very first time as husband and husband, and I had to kiss him as the memories of our wedding night, out first Christmas together assuaged me.  

We exchanged gifts and Timothy literally bounced on the bed as he ripped through the wrapping. I watched as his big beautiful eyes went wide as he recognized his first little collection bin, the little red one he had clutched his tiny hands on the very day that we met in the middle of that cold wet street. He looked up at me with tear filled eyes and I encouraged him to open it. He wouldn’t find a wad of cash like the first time, instead his hands shook as he reached in and found and intricate glass Christmas ornament. On the inside was a picture from our Christmas card photo shoot of our family with the year engraved in the glass. I knew this would mean more to him than diamonds, or fancy trips somewhere and I was right as he gently placed the items aside and leaned over and thanked me with a spine tingling kiss.

He tapped the box in my hand and I pulled myself away from his mesmerizing eyes to see what my little one could have possibly given me that could ever compare to the amazing honor of having his unconditional love. I tore through the wrapping paper and saw the velvet jewelry box and I snapped the lid open to see a stunning platinum and diamond bracelet nestled inside. I smiled and attempted kiss and thank him but he dodged my seeking lips and took his gift from the box and had me read the inscription on the inside. I laughed and gathered him into my arms and kissed him with all the love and all the emotions I held for him deep in my heart. The inside read the date we met and it read, “No Bah Humbug ever more.”