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“I will, baby. Be patient for me.”
Lawrence moaned as he wiggled his hips. The last thing he wanted to do was be patient. He was aware that Remy enjoyed working him up and fucking him slowly, but Lawrence wanted quick, wanted to feel every inch of Remy right then.
“No,” Lawrence responded simply, and when Remy’s fingers stilled inside of him, he repeated, “Fuck me.”
Lawrence wasn’t sure at first that Remy would give him what he wanted, but a couple of seconds later, Remy reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the condom that Lawrence was sure he had placed there when he’d gotten the lube out.
He could hear the other man opening it and then the cap of the lube, and he knew he wouldn’t have to wait much longer to have Remy inside of him.
It was seconds after that thought that Lawrence felt Remy spread his cheeks and begin to push into him slowly, pulling a deep moan from him, and he didn’t stop until Lawrence’s ass was flush against his abdomen.
When he pulled out to the head and snapped his hips, sinking balls deep again, Lawrence moaned so loud he was sure his neighbors heard him. He felt Remy’s chest against his back as he placed his lips to his ear.
“I’m going to give you what you want right now,” Remy stated, pausing to nip Lawrence’s earlobe. “But understand this. I don’t have anything else I plan on doing today besides you, and after this, you’ll take it how I want to give it to you.” Remy sat up, pulling out before driving back in. “Understand?” Again, he delivered a hard thrust.
“Fuck,” Lawrence moaned. “Yes. However you want to give it to me.”
“Good boy,” Remy responded before he gripped Lawrence’s waist tight and began to fuck him at a brutal pace.
All Lawrence could do was hang on for the ride because he’d asked for it, and he knew his boyfriend would do more than deliver.
14
Lawrence glanced at the clock on his computer screen. He was leaving early to pick up his dad from the airport and was supposed to go in fifteen minutes. He was still in a web conference that should have ended ten minutes ago. He hated it for them if it wasn’t over in the next fifteen minutes, but he would log out.
Five minutes later, the meeting ended, and Lawrence changed his outgoing email response since he’d taken Friday off. He ensured there weren’t any emails that needed a response from him before he left. He grabbed his wallet and phone from his top drawer, where he kept it while in a meeting, locked everything up, and decided to head out. The cleaning crew would come over the weekend, so he left his office door open.
Lawrence waved and said goodbye as he passed the different offices. He stepped onto the elevator and rode it two floors to the lobby.
Once in his car, he headed to Denver International Airport. He pulled into the waiting lane and checked the time. His father’s flight should have landed ten minutes ago. Taking out his phone, he sent him a text, telling him where he was parked and the make and model of his car since he’d gotten a new one since the last time he’d seen his father.
He didn’t have to wait too long before he saw him coming toward his car. Lawrence popped his trunk and got out, waving at his dad as he approached.
“Good to see you, son,” Dennis stated, pulling him into a hug.
“You too, Dad,” Lawrence responded. “Let’s put your bag in the trunk.”
Lawrence lifted the trunk, and his father put his suitcase in. They got into the car, and Lawrence asked him which hotel he was staying at. It wasn’t far from the airport, and Lawrence was familiar with it.
“How’s your job been going?” Dennis asked as they drove.
“It’s good. I hope to close a couple more of my contracts over the next few weeks. How are things going with work for you?”
“Same old, same old. I think I’m going to retire next year.”
Lawrence was a bit shocked to hear that. His father had worked at the same newspaper since he was young and loved what he did even when they'd lived in a different state. He’d even said once that he would probably die at his desk. So, the fact that he was thinking about retiring now was a complete one-eighty.
“Wow. I didn’t think that would ever happen.”
“Me either, but I’m getting older and want to see more of the world. I’ve spent most of my life in two places and want to see more. Maybe find someone to travel and spend my golden years with.”
Lawrence didn’t say anything to that. His father and mother’s separation was always a sore spot for his father. He didn’t think the older man had ever gotten over it. Lawrence wasn’t sure why they’d divorced but was told they had issues they couldn’t work through.
“Traveling the world sounds nice,” Lawrence chose to respond.
They listened to music for the rest of the short ride, and a few minutes later, they pulled into the hotel’s parking lot. Lawrence pulled up to the door and popped the trunk. He told his dad he would wait there while he checked in and dropped his bag in his room. Then they could go to lunch, and he could drive him around and show him things that had changed since his last visit.
Lawrence was sitting on his couch with his father that evening as they watchedShaft. Samuel L Jackson was one of his father’s favorite actors, and Lawrence grew up watching anything he was in because of it.
