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I held on to him as our bodies synched, joined by his cock and my asshole. Grabbing my ankles, I spread my legs as far apart as I could. “Fuck me, Daddy,” I cried. “Oh yeah! Fuck me harder!”

I was completely lost in the act of lovemaking. Our love was frantic, dirty, and mouthy, yet I felt such emotion as he invaded me. He was fully inside me and fulfilling his primal need to release his orgasm. His power was intoxicating to the point I could only focus on getting both our needs met.

Grabbing my ankles, he forced them together, gripping them with one hand, and then moved them to the side so he could focus on his cock entering me over and over. My asshole was fully exposed while he fixated on his cock fucking me. His tongue slid out of his mouth while his eyes narrowed and focused on my hole.

My head tossed back and forth on the bed as he entered me repeatedly, my prostate on fire. Then he slowed down, pulling his cock out until just the tip was still inside of me, before slamming back into me. He repeated the motion until I yelled in pleasure.

“Oh my God,” I cried, reaching for his biceps, begging for release as he tossed me around like a rag doll. “I… can’t… Oh fuck!” I huffed, him still pulling out and then pushing in faster and faster, as my orgasm loaded into my chamber.

“You like that, boy?” he asked, grinning as perspiration ran down his face. He slid his hands under my ass while I kept my legs spread wide and lifted my cheeks off the bed, forcing me onto his cock.

I arched my back, pressing the back of my head into the pillow as my entire body lifted from the mattress. I was on the verge of the most amazing orgasm I had ever experienced, not wanting the ride to end, but knowing the climax would be unavoidable at any moment.

“Right there!” I begged. “Please don’t stop, Daddy.”

Our eyes locked as he watched me intently, his sexual prowess on full display. I closed my eyes just as the warning signs had been exceeded, my body convulsing as my load blasted out, my hole clenching down on his cock to extract every bit of pleasure that I could. Like when I surfed, I wanted this wave of pure lustful release to last for as long as possible.

Once Cole knew I’d achieved liftoff, he was moments behind me. He fell forward on top of me, keeping his hands under my ass as he pulled me on his cock. “Uunghhh,” he cried, coming hard as his breath hitched. He thrust a final time, leaving his pulsating dick deep inside me. I felt his cock flexing inside of me as he emptied his orgasm. “Oh, yes… fuck yes…” he moaned, relaxing his weight on me.

Our mouths met, and we kissed with a need so powerful that I felt a rush of love pass between us. He felt like home to me. The man that I knew loved me purely and without conditions. I hoped I made him feel loved.

He rolled off of me, wrapping me in his arms, our breathing beginning to regulate. “You make me feel so amazing, Chad. Like I’ve never truly been alive. I cannot explain the feeling any other way,” he added.

“We fit,” I suggested.

“Is that what love is?” he asked. “Fitting?”

“I think of being in love as similar to trying to complete a puzzle. We are each this piece of a puzzle and when we meet people we desire, we are open to seeing if two pieces fit. I happen to think that our pieces fit together well,” I concluded.

“I like that,” he replied. “But what do you do with only two pieces of a puzzle?”

“I think you complete the puzzle with your relationship experiences,” I mused. “A piece here. A piece there. Experience and time adding more pieces. What you create, what you build from your two tiny pieces, is that perfect puzzle.”

“That’s beautiful,” he whispered. I lifted my face from his chest and noticed his tears.

“You okay?”

“I like the idea of us being this incomplete puzzle that we get to build together,” he began. “Your idea that we add an experience piece here, another there, and we share our goals and make sure things fit as we make our way sounds perfect. Sometimes we aren’t sure, but we keep trying to complete the puzzle.”

“And the idea that you may never complete your love puzzle is okay in my opinion,” I added.

“Yeah. That’s right, baby boy,” he said, kissing the top of my head. “We simply keep adding pieces over time until there is no more time.”

“And then what?” I asked.

He was quiet for a few seconds. “And then we join Jack,” he stated. “We see who we can help with their puzzle pieces.”

“He’d love that.”

CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR: Cole

I sat by the fireplace and shook my head in astonishment. “What, Mr. Hicks?” Chad asked, catching me staring while he wiped ornament sparkles from his bare chest. He examined his arms and twisted to look at his cute butt that was ensconced in the cutest, tightest pair of plaid boxers, with additional sparkles there as well. “What are you looking at?” he whined, shrugging his shoulders and pouting.

“I’m looking at you,” I stated. “You, my darling boy, are a certified Christmas nut.”

“I love Christmas,” he reminded me. “Everything is magical this time of year, and you know how I love me some magic.”

Our house was decorated to the hilt. We had trees in the rec room, the formal living room, the master bedroom, and one on the covered deck. While he practically killed himself doing it, he’d outlined the entire exterior of our house’s frame in bright lights—all two stories of it, including the three-car garage and guest cottage.

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