Of All the Little Coffee Shops. . . Ch. 02

"God, you're such a beast," I groaned as I took advantage of the angle to rub my hardening dick against the bumpy plane of his stomach through my jeans and his shirt.

"You have no idea," he said before taking the stairs so fast I thought we'd both fall to our deaths. He wasted no time getting me to his room and with both hands he threw me onto the bed then closed and locked the door. I gasped as I bounced off the mattress and he pinned me with his body a second later. Dom's hands were everywhere as he plundered my mouth with his tongue, a continuation of the passionate kiss from downstairs. He slipped his hands inside my shirt to pinch and tweak my nipples into hard peaks and I had to stifle the moan that threatened to tear out of me. It might be clear to everyone in the house that we were fucking, but I didn't want to rub salt in the wound for his dad.

Dom seemed to have the same idea because once he'd taken off his belt, he slipped the leather between my teeth and said "bite down". I did and it did a very effective job of muffling my shout of pleasure as Dom grabbed the bulge in the front of my jeans and squeezed with one big hand. I was so hard and excited I knew there was no way I could last long and I tried to tell Dom with my eyes and the desperation of my body. He smiled a predatory smile and said "Oh don't worry baby, I know, I'll give you what you need."

With deft hands he rid both of us of our remaining clothes. He hauled me to the edge of the bed by my hips with a grip so hard I was certain I would have bruises in the shape of his fingers tomorrow. The thought made me shiver and my cock jerked and spat out a thick blob of precum. He fished lube from the drawer of the nightstand by his bed and I raised a speculative eyebrow at him. "You're welcome," he said, voice dark with arousal and no trace of embarrassment, eyes glued to my entrance in a way that sent shivers all over my body. He slicked up the fingers of one hand and used the other one to pin my shoulder to the mattress. I whimpered still clenching the belt between my teeth and he purred at the sound.

Quickly he worked two fingers into me, scissoring them and working me open. I tried to relax under him but I was so keyed up that I ended up bucking wildly trying to impale myself quicker, anything to get his big cock inside me faster. He growled, pinning my shoulder down harder, making me shake with need under him. I wanted to beg and tell him how much I needed him inside but I couldn't with the belt still in my mouth. His dark eyes watched me squirm pupils blown before he added a third finger, making my hips jerk and I cried out. The belt had been a good call, there was no way I could be quiet enough once he worked his dick into me if I couldn't even manage it with three fingers.

"God, look at you," he growled into my ear before biting the shell making me whimper and squirm more on his fingers. "You're so fucking hot. So beautiful. And you're mine," he said that last word fiercely and curled the fingers within me, hitting my sweet spot and turning my legs to jello. My whole body was consumed with a throbbing aching need and I wanted him inside me so bad it hurt. "Do you want my cock baby?" he crooned and I nodded vigorously. "Yeah? You want to be mine? Be my gorgeous, beautiful good boy right?" The only answer I could muster was a needy desperate whine around the belt but it made Dom curse again and soon his fingers were replaced with the blunt head of his massive cock at the hungry entrance of my body. We'd been tested and gotten our results back weeks ago, but we hadn't gone bareback yet. Seemed like today would be the day and excitement of that drove me even higher as I tried to buck up into him, get him inside me faster but he growled and pinned me with the weight of his upper body.

He sank into me tortuously slow, letting me feel ever throbbing inch of his cock, letting me feel the burn of him stretching my body. His dark eyes held mine through all of it until he had finally buried himself to the root and the feel of him brushing against my prostate forced me to close my eyes. He grabbed my chin and I whimpered but he forced my eyes back to his. "Look at me," he demanded and I couldn't help but comply. "You're mine," he stated forcefully, punctuating the sentiment with a slow in and out thrust of his hips. "I'm yours," he reinforced the idea with another slow, well aimed thrust and I whimpered underneath him. "No matter what comes our way in the future, we deal with it. Together." he said and this time the thrust was a little faster. He held my gaze as his hips sped up, building quickly into a frenzied rhythm that had me melting into a gasping, whimpering mess.

I was so close and Dom never let up, his hips slamming into me again and again driving me wild with pleasure. "That's it baby," he crooned encouragingly. "Oh, fuck yeah, that's it," he gasped. "So close yes, fuck, come for me baby." he demanded, wrapping his skillful fingers around my aching cock. The friction was divine and combined with the intensity of him pounding my ass I came hard, my cock jerking between our bodies, spewing out pulse after pulse of cum onto my heaving stomach. Dom groaned and watched my orgasm with hungry eyes, managing a few more thrusts into my spasming channel before he came too, pumping me full of his seed, filling me entirely. The sensation was amazing and I cried out again, luckily I had managed to keep hold of the belt to muffle it.

When we had both subsided at least a little bit, Dom gingerly removed the belt from my teeth and kissed me passionately. He wrapped me in his strong arms an,d without dislodging his cock from my sensitive hole, managed to scoot us up more firmly onto the bed. I drew in big gasping breaths as I pressed me face into the sweat soaked skin of his neck, breathing in the scent of him and reveling in his presence and the absurdly well fucked feeling radiating through my body. It had been a roller coaster couple of days, but Dom had known exactly what I needed, showing me with words and body how committed to me he was. It filled me with a sense of wonder and I couldn't meet his eyes for a second, had to just let myself adjust slowly to the realization that this was it, Dom was my guy. I got to keep him. Like forever.

He pressed soft kisses to my face and neck as we both came down from the high we had found together. Eventually he slipped out of me and I groaned at the loss. We hadn't thought to bring a washcloth so Dom improvised with his t shirt once his spent seed started to leak out of me. It should have been awkward but the care he showed me after sex always touched me. I kissed him deeply and he sank back onto the bed with a big contented sigh.

"Glad Mom gave us some privacy, bet this wasn't what she had in mind though," he whispered conspiratorially and I laughed. I nuzzled into the crook of his neck and he held me to him, stroking my back and sides with his warm hands.

I leaned up his body until I was speaking right into his ear before I whispered "Merry Christmas." He threw back his head and laughed before swatting my ass playfully. It reminded me of when he had swatted my ass not so playfully and I made a hungry sound. That set him off even more and soon we were both laughing. We laughed until my abs hurt and we were both completely out of breath.

He kissed my nose and sweetly said "I love you." I smiled and told him I loved him too. Finally we dressed and went downstairs. Dom wandered to the kitchen to talk to his mom but I felt like I needed some fresh air so I stepped out onto the patio behind the dining room. The scent of cigar smoke drifted in the air and I realized I was not alone. I felt like I'd just stepped into the lion's den when I saw Dom's dad standing at the edge of the patio, looking out across the backyard, cigar in hand. I froze and he looked sheepish.

"Kyle," he said "I . . . I want to apologize to you. Truly. I'm so so sorry." He looked . . . embarrassed. "The things I said, god you must think I'm an awful person. I . . ." he trailed off but I had no idea what to say so I just waited. "I'm am stubborn, and prideful. And I say stupid things sometimes. I truly did not consider how what I was saying would effect you. I had a picture in my head of my son's life and . . . I just never thought it would change. I know I don't have a right to ask it, but could you ever find it in your heart to forgive me?" he asked and I couldn't imagine what a statement like that had cost a guy like this.

I barked out a laugh and his head jerked like I'd slapped him. "Of course I can forgive you," I hurried to say. "Honestly, you didn't say anything I hadn't thought a hundred times. And I'm sure I'm going to put my foot in mouth around you more than once, it's kind of my move. But for some reason, despite all that, your son still loves me, he's still totally committed to this." He nodded and smiled at the tone of wonder we both heard in my voice. He regarded me again with those dark eyes only this time instead of a harsh glare there was only . . . appraisal. And then he smiled again, and I knew we were going to be okay. We exchanged wordless head nods of acknowledgment and lapsed into a companionable silence before Dom came bursting out onto the patio. His face was panicked as he looked from his father to me.

"Son," his dad said "I am an idiot. I am so sorry for not taking your relationship with Kyle seriously enough. This is a fine young man you have here." I preened under his compliment. "Don't fuck it up." his dad added sternly, walking back inside. Dom watched him walk by with a look of utter shock on his face. He glided out of his father's way to let him pass on reflex while staring past his shoulder to catch my eye. I grinned broadly and shrugged. His beamed back at me.

The rest of our visit was pleasant, exchanging gifts the next morning, gorging on the delicious food Adriana seemed intent on feeding us. I think Dom and I both gained ten pounds while in her care. When we left, loaded down with gifts and leftovers, I couldn't wait to come back. Not only had I found the man of my dreams, but I'd expanded my family too. Dom's dad hugged me with a clap on the back as we left and Adriana insisted that when we came back at Easter, I'd call her 'Mom' the whole time. Dom grinned ear to ear and it filled me with happiness to know that my man, the love of my life, was so pleased at my integration into his family. I knew I'd never be lonely again.