Page 57 of Meet You Half Way
“Is that what you really want, Mateo?” Jamie asked, always the gentleman.
“Can you stop being a gentleman for the moment,” I groaned, shifting ever closer until I was pressed up against his equally hard dick. “I want you to fuck me. I want your beautiful, thick cock inside me. I want you to fill me up until it’s all I can feel. I want to feel where you’ve been inside me for days and days on end. Is that clear enough for you?”
Jamie loosed a breath, eyes pinned on mine to make sure I was fully on board with my suggestion as though my body wasn’t enough of a hint.
“I’d love that too,” he finally said, surprising me even more.
“Come and get me then, Jamie,” I teased, shifting onto my back, spreading myself out for his eyes to peruse. “And seeing as you have nowhere important to be today, maybe we can spend the entire day in bed having sex. What do you think?”
“I think you are going to absolutely destroy me,” Jamie groaned, eyes closed as though he was in agony as he bent his head to kiss me.
Jamie sent me for a shower with a twinge so deep inside of me that I swore I’d be feeling him into the next week. Which was, strictly speaking, what I had asked for but I hadn’t really thought this through so well. Maybe my suggestion of having sex all day was a little ambitious but there were plenty of other things we could do that didn’t involve inflicting permanent damage on my ass. He really was so very good at getting in there and finding all those spots that made me sing. But he also left me with an ache that I was definitely feeling right now.
The bathroom was steamy when I finally stepped out of the shower. I wrapped a towel around my waist and prepared to join Jamie in the kitchen where he was making breakfast when I paused with my fingers on the handle. I could hear voices in the living room so I hastily retreated, moving back into Jamie’s bedroom instead.
I pulled on my jeans and then rifled through Jamie’s wardrobe until I found a nice grey henley that I pulled on over my head. It swamped my smaller frame but it smelled just like Jamie and I found I quite liked that.
I stepped out into the living room, stopping short when my eyes alighted on the unexpected sight of Dante and Giulia as they hovered in the kitchen with Jamie at their side. Their eyes found me and I saw their sadness as they both moved straight towards me. Giulia got to me first, pulling me into one of her beautiful, warm hugs as a feeling of joy and relief swept over me.
“My beautiful, Mateo,” Giulia wept, tears in her eyes. I felt Dante move to my side, his arm coming around my shoulder and I leaned into him too as he put his other arm around me.
“We are so sorry about your parents,” he said, the same sadness in his eyes. But I wasn’t feeling sad right then, I was feeling so much love and happiness I was at risk of being overwhelmed by it.
“It’s okay, aunty, uncle,” I assured them.
“It’s not okay,tesoro,” Giulia said, stepping back from me and swiping at her eyes. “You deserve so much better than that.”
“And I am getting everything I deserve from the both of you. My family where it counts most,” I told them, emotions clogging my throat. I felt Jamie’s eyes on me and I glanced up, seeing the smirk on his face as his eyes trailed down over me standing there in his top.
“I am so angry at them both I can hardly speak,” Dante almost vibrated, his anger a palpable thing.
“How did you both know?” I asked, eyes moving between my adopted aunty and uncle who I loved so dearly.
“They called us this morning,” Giulia explained. “Told us about you and expected us to join them in their disgust and sorrow.”
“They quickly realised that we would never be disgusted by you,” Dante added, “And then they realised we already knew.”
“That set them off even more especially after I told them we’d met Jamie,” Giulia added, a sparkle in her eye.
“And then we got in our car and drove straight to your house after you didn’t answer our calls,” Dante told me. “We saw Rob and told him what had happened. He expected you were here and gave us Jamie’s address. I hope that was okay.”
“It’s absolutely okay,” Jamie told them from the kitchen.
“I’m so thankful for you both,” I added, those annoying tears pricking at my eyes again.
“You know we love you, Mateo,” Giulia told me, her words healing over a few of those broken parts inside of me and stitching them back together. “And I’m just so sorry that your parents cannot see the wonderful man you are.”
“Thank you,” I said again, that tear breaking loose as they wrapped me up again in that hug. I felt so much of their love as I stood there, held up by the family I had chosen instead of the one that should have stood by me. But maybe that didn’t matter. Maybe all that mattered was that I had found my family for myself, even when my real one couldn’t be that for me.
“Coffee?” Jamie asked from the kitchen.
Giulia and Dante pulled away from me, their faces shining with so much of the love and affection they had always held for me and I knew I was going to be all right. That I was going to get through this with them at my side.
“We’d love a coffee,” Giulia smiled.
My family sat on the lounge while I went into the kitchen to help Jamie with the coffees, trying to ignore him as he grinned at me while leaning up against the bench, arms crossed and delicious biceps bulging.
“What?” I finally asked.
