Page 68 of Alpha & Omega

I slid out of him, missing his warmth already.

“Feel better, Chef?” he rasped.

I chuckled. “Much. Thanks for this.”

He sat up and winced. “Ugh, cum spilling out of my ass is… not fun while at work.”

Before I could even think about it, I flipped Kingston around and shoved him back onto his desk, face forward. I squatted and spread his cheeks, watching my cum leak out of him.

“What…” He gasped before he could finish his question when I ran my tongue over his hole and lapped up my cum. It was something I’d never done before, but it was kind of hot, too, though I couldn’t explain why.

“Holy… fuck…” he groaned.

When I finished, Kingston lay there limply as I grabbed the tissues that had been knocked onto the floor when he tossed everything from his desk and plucked some sheets. He sat up, and I cleaned him up.

“Better?” I asked.

“Much.”

Kingston grinned and pulled me between his thighs, wrapped his arms around me, and rested his chin on my chest, looking up. “Do you want to talk about it now?”

I leaned down and kissed the top of his head. “Nah, maybe later. For now, I’m feeling better than I have all day.”

He rested his face against me and nodded. “Me, too.”

“Thanks for this, King.”

“Anytime.”

Ihadn’tseenAlphasince that night a week ago. I’d been having to deal with the aftermath of Hudson and his mother.

My son had been surprisingly strong and determined, yet he was upset that he finally got the apology and closure he deserved. After all that, she would soon be gone again. There would be no fixing that, and it was something Hudson would have to come to grips with. Hell, so did I, but on my son’s behalf. Once again, I was left alone to pick up the pieces of his broken heart, but I would do it every single time for him. Regardless, Hudson was strong. He was hurting, but he was no longer confused and leftwondering.

Kingston planned to come over tonight, and I fucking missed him, even if it had only been a week. I pulled food out of the fridge to get dinner started, making plans for the evening. We’d eat, fuck, watch movies while making out like a couple of stupid teens.

“Dad! Dad!” Hudson yelled, rushing down the stairs.

My heart hammered, suddenly in a panic. Did she die? Was this the moment I had to hold him all over again? I rushed out of the kitchen where I’d been getting dinner ready.

“What’s happened?”

Instead of the expected tears, Hudson was smiling broadly.

“Guess what?”

“You solved world hunger?”

He rolled his eyes so hard that I worried they would get stuck in his head. “Noooo. I finally got the ba… I mean, guts to tell Oliver how I felt.”

“And he said he liked you back,” I said, grinning.

“Yes! I can’t believe it! He was as scared as I was, Dad. We just talked about it on the phone because I didn’t have the guts to do it in person. He said he discovered he’s bisexual like you and that he’s been into me for a while, but he’d been afraid… just like me!”

I held open my arms, and he fell into my embrace. “I’m so happy for both, Hud. Can I gloat and tell you, ‘I told you so?’”

He snorted a laugh and pulled away. “Don’t you dare.”

Hudson walked over to the fridge, pulled out the pitcher of filtered water, and poured a glass. “Can I… borrow the car tonight? We want to go see a movie and hang out.”

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