by B L Morticia
I dropped my gaze and sipped from my champagne flute. “I know. You’re one of those hands-on bosses.”
“All the way. Not that my people can’t do it without me, but I at least need to be there to see the project through. Come over here and sit on my lap.” Chancellor put down his glass.
I picked up mine and walked over, then settled into his arms. We were both still naked, but probably too full of food to think about sex. Didn’t mean my dick was complying though since it jolted the moment I sat down.
“Now. Baby boy. The work thing is important for both of us, but it isn’t forever. I’ll be visiting all the time and if it ends earlier, we’ll be back together.”
“I get it, I’m just being a little bratty.” I drank from the glass again, savoring the taste on my tongue.
“Bratty hmm? I got something for that you know.” Chancellor eyed me stern, licking his lips.
Watching the way his tongue curled made me stiff. “Mhm. I’d love that, but I think I’m drunk.”
Chancellor snorted. “Your cock says you’re not.”
“Well, it’s a hardheaded son of a bitch, but that’s another story. What about you?”
“Tipsy, but still full. The shower might end up happening after the food coma.”
“I totally agree with that. I didn’t want to voice that so soon.”
“It’s okay. Like I said, I don’t eat this much normally. Usually I’m eating light with only fruits and vegetables. The only meat I eat is plant based.”
“Oh my Goddess, seriously? You fell for that?”
“You don’t think it’s better for you?”
“Nope. I eat meat, but I just keep it to like twice a week. Being a dancer, I couldn’t eat a lot of heavy shit anyway, but the last thing I want is a plant-based burger. If I want vegetation I’ll stick to actual vegetables.”
Chancellor chuckled and shook his head. “It tastes just like a beef burger.”
“Bullshit. I don’t believe it for a second.”
“It does. One day I’ll have you eat some. You’ll see.”
“Only if you catch me and force it down my throat.”
“Mhmm. Oh, I’ll convince you. I have my ways.” Chancellor curled his arms around me, dragging his fingers down the center of my chest.
“Shh. Oh fuck. My cock is already hard.”
“I know.”
Kiss.
“You on my lap is making me horny. I might be able to stave off the coma for at least another thirty minutes.”
“Mhmm, in that case.” I slowly slid off his lap and turned to face him, making sure my ass lined up with his cock. I sucked in a breath and grasped his face, peering into his hazel eyes. “Want me to ride you?”
“Is that a trick question?” Chancellor clasped my ass tight in hand, squeezing it tightly.
“Mmm” I groaned and covered his mouth with mine while sliding back and forth on his dick. Didn’t matter that he wasn’t inside of me yet. My dick already pearled with pre-cum on the tip.
“Shi… damn Courtney.” Chancellor growled, carried me back to bed, and grabbed the necessities.
“Don’t bother loosening me up.” I peered into his eyes while he slipped the latex on and added slick.
Chancellor spread my legs and settled himself in between then lowered himself for us to connect. “Fuck babe.”
“Me. Yes me… oh Goddess. Now!” Already full of Chancellor, I moved against him, enjoying my husband inside me again. I’d hoped this was just the start of more love making for the rest of the day. Not that I didn’t enjoy talking with him because I wished to hear more about him and what made him tick.
However, with the time flying away, I wanted to take advantage of the alone time. Heck, we could talk about things when I went back home.
Chapter Nine
Chancellor
Three days had come and gone. We’d spent most of the time, making love and when we weren’t, we ate or slept. There were only a couple of showers included since we both enjoyed being sticky together. Anything to forget about the reality staring us in the face.
The more I dwelled on our separation, the angrier I became. Finally, I’d found someone that made me happy in every sense of the word, and we lived states apart.
How could Cupid deal me such a bad hand?
“Chancellor?”
Courtney’s voice woke me from my disenchanted us haze. While I showered alone and dressed, he went to grab clothes and talk with his friends. I looked up, watching him walk in, fully dressed in jean shorts and a t-shirt. Despite not being in the dress he wore for our wedding Courtney was still gorgeous.
“You’re in one piece.” I joked.
“For now.” Courtney ran his hand over the back of his neck and grimaced.
“What did they say?”
“Oh, they called me every name in the book for basically ditching them the last few days. They’ll have more choice words when I tell them the news.”
I bit my bottom lip and dropped my gaze. “I wish you’d let me be there.”
“I’d rather you not. I don’t want them to accuse you of roping me into it, because you didn’t. I wanted to marry you.”
“Yes, which is why I should be at your side when you tell them.” I eyed him again, wishing I could take him back to my house and hide him away from his parents, friends, and the world. The idea had crossed my mind, but I figured that would run him away instead of bringing him closer.
There had been other men that tickled my fancy, that made me entertain monogamy but none of them were Courtney.
Courtney fiddled with his fingers then stuffed his hands into his pockets. “I… I just don’t think that’s a good idea. I can handle this, Chancellor. I gotta do this on my own.”
I nodded and looked back down at the floor under me feet, hoping it would swallow me whole. In the span of about five days I went from the highest of the highs, to the lowest of the lows.
The timing of this was so cruel. The job I had to do for Kao. The time it would take to get to Illinois to be with my new husband. Everything happening so fast made me wonder, had this hasty decision been a mistake. I was falling for Courtney, willing to sacrifice everything to be with him without thinking how this would affect our lives.
Who was the mature one here?
“Chancellor?”
“I heard you.” I said, sounded harsher than I would’ve liked. “Sorry.” I didn’t look up at him again. Each time I peered into those blueish eyes my heart broke into a million pieces.
Damn the gods for making this happen now.
“It’s okay, babe. I… Oh Goddess, Chancellor, please, understand. I wanna be a big boy about this, okay? Daddy can’t save me from everything.”
“He’s supposed to.” I said without giving it a second thought. “You wanted me to protect you, right?”
“Yes, and you can still do that, but not from this. I need to do this alone. They’ll be mad, but when they remember how were supposed to be best friends forever, they’ll get over it. By that time, you’ll be with me, or at least on your way.”
“Yes. It usually takes me about two to three months to build a car. By the end of the summer, I’ll join you there. I’ll come visit on weekends though.”
“I’d love that. How about next weekend?”
I glanced at him again, swallowing the lump in my throat. I gripped the edge of the bed tightly under my nails to stay seated. Anything to keep me from throwing him over my shoulder and kidnapping him. “Of course, sweetheart.”
“Any chance you can bring the car to Illinois with you?” Courtney nervously laughed. His cheeks pinked, eyes brightened, looking like the kid who’d gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
“I wish I could. I’ll do everything I can to get to you quicker.”
Courtney released a ragged breath. “Okay. Well, can I see you off tomorrow morning?”
“Of course. By the time I’ve finished talking to them, I’ll need you by my side.” Courtney
snorted.
“Are you sure you want to wait on the ring?”
“Yes.” Courtney held his hand up, toying with the cheap titanium one. “This is perfect. It’s simple and gorgeous. I work with papers all day. I don’t need anything fancy.”
“Yeah, but.” I finally got up, closing off the distance between us. I pinned my body against his, leaving no space. “But I want to give you more bling. Something that shines like your eyes and blinds people. You’re so unique and amazing, your wedding band should be the same.
“Oh, Chan…Chan…oh Goddess, Daddy.” Courtney said breathless. He curled his hand around my neck and leaned into me. “What did I ever do right to deserve you?”
“We’re made for each other.” I clasped his cheeks in my hand and kissed his lips.
“Fuck! You’re gonna make me suffer, aren’t you?”
“I am. I don’t like hurting you, but you’re leaving me. Leaving your new husband to tell your friends about me.” Again, I pressed my mouth atop Courtney’s. I planted my hands on either side of his head and bent down, lining my midsection with his. Our cocks met through the material, making us breathless. Mine hardened in my slacks, aching to be freed.
“Oh fuck, Daddy. Please…” Courtney mewled, wrapping one leg around my waist. He ground his cock into mine, panting and clawing my skin.
“Please what?” I inched in, sucking his bottom lip into my own mouth. My dick tented, ready to fill my baby boy again. “You want more of this babe? Want more of daddy’s cock before you leave?”
“Yes. Oh God.” Courtney gulped hard, pressing his lips onto mine. “Not on the bed. Just right here. Fuck me, Chancellor.” He spoke against my lips, thrusting his tongue inside my mouth, tangling his with mine.
“Yes. Goddamn I hate that we’re separating.” In haste, I shrugged my jacket off and let it drop to the floor. “But I’m gonna give you what you want. Make you wish you’d stay with me.”
“Do it.” Courtney moved back a little, yanking his t-shirt over his head. His nipples firmed on his chest.
I wanted to tease them with my teeth and make him squeal, but not now. Not when we were about to say goodbye.
“Claim me again.” His blue eyes gleamed, half lidded, mouth swollen from our kiss.
I smiled, fiddling with his shorts until they fell at his feet. Instead of stripping completely, I only removed my shirt, leaving my tie around my neck. As I loosened my pants and removed my hard cock from its holding place, I hissed, gnashing my teeth together from the pressure on my groin. Since I knew we’d have one more time, I had the latex in my pocket. Once I rolled it on, I added lube “Here.” I placed the tie in his hand and lifted him to slide into his ass. When I pushed through the ring, I captured his lips into mine while quickening the pace. As much as I wanted to drag it out, there was no time. I was supposed to check out in less than an hour.
“Oh fuck! I’m gonna miss you. Gonna miss you fucking me like this.” Courtney moaned against my mouth, pulling the necktie as he rode my lap. He moved along with me, keeping the rhythm between us.
“I am too, baby boy. Come for Daddy, okay? I want your cum on my skin to wear home, so I’ll remember.”
Courtney nodded in agreement, gripping the tie, binding us together. In moments, Courtney spurt on my chest, covering me with his spunk.
Not too long after, I shuddered, trembling like a leaf in the wind. Instead of coming inside of him, I pulled out, snapped the latex off, and spurted my seed onto his chest and stomach. “Wear it as a reminder.” I reluctantly moved my mouth, dropping down to his throat to bite him.
This moment between us, this primal moment warranted me losing control.
I had to let my baby boy know he was mine, no matter how far away we were from each other.
Mine, for the rest of our days.
My husband.
My baby boy.
My Courtney.
Courtney
The walk back to from my honeymoon suite to the one I shared with my friends was the longest one. Once we got ourselves together, Chancellor claimed he wouldn’t ride the elevator with me because he’d be tempted to kidnap me and run off. Although I knew he was joking, a part of me wished he would.
Damn.
After I got off, I shoved my shirt back in my shorts and made sure they were buttoned. There was a stain on the front by my crotch and I was covered with his cum and mine, but I didn’t give a shit. As Daddy said, I’d keep it on to remind me of him and how fun that quickie was.
Making my way to the suite, I practiced my speech I’d mentally prepared. “Hey guys, I got married.” Or “You won’t guess what I did?” I tried not to appear too downtrodden but that was exactly how I felt. I should’ve told Chancellor not to see me off because leaving him behind was already difficult. Why do that when we’d both feel like shit for separating?
Once I arrived, I waved my keycard over the sensor and opened the door. I leaned against it, closing it tight, not wanting to move.
“Hey bitch! You said goodbye to your loverboy so we could hang tonight?” Rory joked. “You’ve been absent these last few days, fucking, sucking, and who knows what the hell else.”
Usually I’d have a comeback for his jibes, but I didn’t have the energy. I swallowed hard, not bothering to look at him.
Surprisingly they hadn’t noticed the ring yet, but then again, I kind of kept my hand in my pocket so they wouldn’t.
“Courtney? Hey man, what’s wrong? Why do you look like someone stomped on your puppy?” Gabe asked.
I sighed and shook my head. “Might as well, had.”
“Shit. Did that man do this to you?” Rory walked over, holding his arms open.
When I made eye contact, I pushed myself off the door, taking the hug offered to me. Might be the last one I’d get from him for a while.
“There, there, baby.” Rory pressed a kiss on the side of my head.
I patted his back, leaning on his shoulder for comfort.
“Fuck you smell amazing. Is that a new cologne you’re wearing?”
As soon as Rory said that, I knew he was talking about Chancellor’s scent. I’d purposely stayed dressed during our quickie to carry around his scent for the rest of the day.
“Court?” Rory called me by my nickname.
“No. It’s my man’s cologne.”
“Wow. I should’ve known, you ho!” Rory laughed, playfully smacking my shoulder. “Are you upset about leaving him?”
“Yeah.” I shrugged my shoulders, wrenching myself away from Rory and strolling towards the window.
“Damn man, was the sex that good?” Curtis said with a chuckle.
“Yeah.” I exhaled and closed my eyes to gather up the nerve.
Fuck this shit.
This was my life and if they took issue with what I’d done so be it.
When I re-opened my eyes, I watched all three of their expressions. “It was so good, I married him.” I said with a half-smile.
Chapter Ten
Courtney
That wasn’t the best way to break the news, but it came out so effortlessly, I went with it.
“Huh?” Curtis and Gabe spoke at the same time.
“Wait. What? Hold up, bitch. The fuck did you just say?” Rory stomped over and grabbed my arm. His blue eyes narrowed, brows furrowing.
“I got married. See?” I held up my hand, showing off the titanium ring.
“What the fuck!” Curtis and Gabe ran over, eyeing my wedding band.
“This cheap bastard couldn’t get you a diamond?” Curtis glared and shoved me, nearly knocking me over.
“He wanted to, but I refused. I don’t want any of his money. I just want him.”
“Courtney. What the hell, man? So, you ditched us to get hitched to some stranger?” Rory sounded annoyed.
“He’s not just any old body, okay? We connected on every level and he’s ready to give me everything I want.” I waltzed in the opposite direction, away from all of them. I knew they’d be angr
y, but it mattered little when I’d already said yes.
I was married to Chancellor.
To Daddy.
I smiled to myself, thinking of Chancellor saying I do at the chapel. If only our honeymoon would’ve lasted a lot longer.
“When did you get married?” Rory’s voice woke me from my haze.
“Monday.”
“What the… wait. You got married the day after we went to the casino?”
“Yes. I uh…” I turned to face them. Rory was a lot angrier than Curtis and Gabe. “Remember the guy who got on the elevator Monday afternoon?”
“Yeah, the hot sexy… what the… oh hell! That was you he was carrying?” Curtis yelled.
“Yes. I… I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want you guys embarrassing the hell out of me.”
“What the fuck, man? How the hell can you get hitched and not invite us?” Gabe asked.
“Forget that, man. How the heck can you do it in the first place? Courtney, you won’t stay faithful to that hot ass man and you know it. You’re not marriage material.” Rory argued, crossing his arms.
“I know, but, I’m gonna try. I need structure in my life. Someone whose gonna set me on the right path and make me happy. He’s the one, guys. That’s why I said yes.”
“He’s got money, right? That’s why you agreed?” Gabe said.
“He does, but that’s not why I married him.”
“What else, man? I know you don’t love him in less than a week.” Rory inquired.
“No, but.” I shrugged, looking down at the floor. “I care about him… a lot. I’m falling for him, guys. And isn’t he sexy as hell? Did you see him?”
“Oh yeah, I got a good look at him.” Gabe said, licking his lips. “When things fail between you guys, make sure to give me his number.”
I glared at him not finding this amusing. Although I’d spent the majority of my young life being promiscuous, I was confident I could be faithful.
“Oh God, Court. Why would you do this?” Rory shook his head, strolling over in my direction. “Remember what you said that morning about being single?”