Fools Like Us Page 6

  Damn.

  Courtney melded into my embrace, going limp in my arms. He curled his around my neck to keep upright.

  Still caught up in the reverie, I barely noticed the justice patting my back. I could’ve sworn I heard, kiss as long as you like, but don’t forget that you’re in the chapel while in the heat of passion.

  I wouldn’t, especially when I’d reserved the honeymoon suite for the next three days to enjoy Courtney and send him off right.

  Courtney

  The kiss went on forever, making me forget about my job, my friends, the bouquet that slipped from my hands, and whatever else I had going on. While in Chancellor’s arms, lips locked, being a kept man was looking better by the second.

  You can’t do that, jerk!

  No, I couldn’t ditch my career when I had enough student loan bills to keep a fire going for hours. Yes, I still got the paper despite the offer to go green. Honestly, mail meant I’d always pay them on time, even if it did only go towards interest and not principal. Unless I let go of my pride, I’d be funding the department of education for a long fucking time.

  When we finally broke from each other, Chancellor lifted me into his arms and carried me down the aisle, passing several rows of empty benches. Who would’ve thought I’d get married on a whim in Vegas to the man of my dreams.

  “So where to?” I asked, wrapping my arms around Chancellor’s neck.

  “To the hotel on the strip. No one has penthouses available except the Espire.” Chancellor nuzzled my neck with the tip of his nose.

  Hearing that name, I nearly choked on my spit.

  The Espire?

  Just so happens the sole vacancy had to be the same place me and my friends were staying. What if they saw me when we went in? What would their reactions be? There was no talking out of this with this wedding band on, but the dirty looks and chew outs would come after. Not that I was afraid…

  Okay, maybe a little, but I wanted to enjoy this honeymoon and not have to worry about my friend’s scorn.

  “We don’t have to go to there. Your house will be fine.” I glanced into Chancellor’s eyes, dragging my fingers over his lapel.

  “This is our wedding day. I wanted us to enjoy the next three days, be waited on hand and foot while we recharge and relax. We can’t do that at home.”

  “But—”

  Chancellor pressed one finger against my mouth. “Shh. No buts. You have something against this choice?” He cocked an eyebrow.

  I sighed and tugged on his tie, meeting his gaze. Might as well tell him what’s going on instead of keeping secrets. That wasn’t a good way to start a marriage, right? I cleared my throat. “Me and my friends are staying there.”

  Chancellor nodded. “Okay. You needed to talk with them anyway? Why would that be a problem?”

  “I didn’t want to do it on our wedding day.” I traced his chiseled face with my fingertip and leaned in, giving him a light kiss.

  “Well if not today, three days from now.” Chancellor smiled, sounding calm.

  “I should probably grab clothes.”

  “What for? We’re staying in bed the whole time.” Chancellor moistened his lips and tilted his head, still watching me. Those hazel eyes drew me in, mesmerizing. Such a heated gaze. This man had already wrecked me in less than twenty-four hours.

  Fuck, I’m doomed.

  Good thing the loan’s six figures were a constant reminder.

  “Yeah.” I grinned back and pressed my lips against his, then leaning on his shoulder.

  The chapel’s owners threw rice at us as Chancellor carried me out of the cutesy building surrounded by bigger hotels, bars, and restaurants. Though completely out of place, Monty and Daisy knew what they were doing when they built it. Catch irrational or drunk people wanting to get hitched when they barely knew each other.

  I was a fool, already lusting for Chancellor McNamara.

  Friends be damned.

  Just as I’d predicted, I got my high roller in the palm of my hand.

  And for the next three days, I wouldn’t leave his arms.

  The ride to the Espire was short Truthfully, we could’ve walked from the chapel, but why when it was hot as Satan’s ass crack. Besides, I still had the same clothes I wore when I left our penthouse two nights ago. Kind of embarrassing, despite Chancellor throwing my clothes in his washer while I slept.

  Usually I wouldn’t allow that to happen but being under Chancellor’s spell I didn’t care. Hell, I was on my honeymoon…

  My honeymoon.

  While checking out my brand-new titanium wedding band, I muttered those words to myself.

  Honeymoon.

  Yes! I’m about to have even better sex than we had this morning.

  I grinned to myself and glanced at the hot man on the driver’s seat. Wavy salt and pepper hair with a matching beard. Wild hazel eyes and a face chiseled from stone as was his terra cotta colored frame.

  Gorgeous man.

  How could I get him back to Illinois me?

  Forget staying in Las Vegas because I hated dry heat. I’d never want to leave the comforts of Chancellor’s house with its modern décor and central air.

  Noooo.

  So, the shoe should be on the other foot, getting Chancellor to follow me. To be my husband and Daddy. Keep me in line. Be my protector and caregiver. Give me the discipline I so desperately craved.

  I’d have to push him though because he was so lovey dovey. Even now as I thought of my master plan, he’d kept his hand on my kneecap, possessive, but gentle. Not saying I didn’t enjoy it, but I also wanted that firm, strong hand. Grip me a little, maybe spank the insides of my thighs. Sometimes a little smack on the flesh could go a long way.

  Contrary to what Brad was…

  Shudder.

  Chancellor seemed like the overly cuddly and keeping type but not in a creepy way. In order to get him to be a bit tougher, I might have to make him mad on purpose.

  Since I did it to the parental units all the time, this wouldn’t be much different.

  When Chancellor put the car in park, he cut the ignition. Once he pulled the key out, he glanced at me and grinned. “Ready baby boy?”

  I lay my hand on top of Chancellor’s and lightly stroked the back of his palm. “Yes, Daddy. My feet kind of hurt.” I lied. “Can you carry me?” Because damn, did I love being carried. Something about his muscled arms wrapped around my waist and his hands cradling my ass gave me the shivers.

  The good kind that exuded the kind of pampering I wanted.

  Damn.

  Just thinking of it made me hard as nails.

  “Of course.” Chancellor leaned over and softly pecked my lips.

  When he tried backing away, I threw my arms around his neck, forcing our mouths back together. Desiring more of Chancellor, I crawled over the console into his lap without breaking our embrace. The moment my cock met his through the slacks, I almost spurted right then. Even worse, I was still free balling, so this would be messy for both of us.

  Shit.

  “Whoa, baby.” Chancellor pulled back, dragging his hands down to my ass and squeezed. “Keep that up and I’ll take you right here in this car.”

  “Okay.” I shrugged and kissed him quick, laying on his chest, listening to the pitter-patter from his heart. I’d ramped him up with this move, but he didn’t show it.

  “You’re so naughty. As much as I’d like to test that theory, I almost forgot its broad daylight.” Chancellor laughed. “Now, I’ll carry you up, then ravage you when we get to the room, okay?”

  I sighed contently in response and tightened my grip on his neck. Inhaling his woodsy scent, I settled in close to his throat, planting light kisses on his flesh, paying special attention to his Adam’s apple.

  Chancellor’s breath’s quickened. He leaned back on the seat, eyes rolling in the back of his head. “God. You’re gonna be the death of me, Courtney Hague-McNamara.”

  “I plan to, Daddy. So be prepared!”

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sp; Chapter Seven

  Chancellor

  With Courtney in my arms, I got out the car, and leaned against the door to close it. Passing throngs of tourists, holding their phones, they paid us no mind as I strolled through the doors on my way to the reservations desk. When I arrived, the agent must’ve gathered I was in a hurry, giving me my key in record time. I mouthed a silent thank you and headed to the express elevators down the hall.

  The Espire was one of the most classic hotels on the strip. Although the main lobbies and restaurant’s décor mirrored something from the Victorian era, the place was state of the art.

  When I first moved to Vegas, I stayed here while my house was being built.

  Seemingly, being the only hotel with a vacancy was a good omen.

  As the elevator arrived, about four of five people stepped off. I waited on the side, gripping Courtney tightly against my chest. “You okay, babe?”

  “Mhmm.” He said in a soft voice, nibbling the bottom of my earlobe.

  “Aw, damn, isn’t that precious. Someday I want my man to carry me like that.” One of the people who’d gotten off the elevator said.

  “Yeah.” The other sighed and winked at me.

  At that moment, Courtney shuddered, burying his face into my neck. He clutched my shoulder tight under his fingers. He hadn’t said a word but didn’t need to when I put two and two together. From Courtney’s reaction, I figured these were his friends. I said a quick thank you and got on the elevator, pressing the fourth penthouse button.

  “Bye.” They waved and smiled at me as the doors closed. I heard one say something about how lucky the bride was to be treated so good.

  “Whew. That was close. I knew I’d probably run into them.” Courtney said, sounding relieved. His fiery blue gaze met mine. “Just like those hos to flirt with a married man too.”

  I laughed. “I only got eyes for you, baby boy.”

  Courtney grinned, dragging his fingers over my face. “I love when you call me that. I’d give just about anything to hear it every day.”

  “You will. I’ll even call you every morning to wake you up with it.”

  “That would be amazing.” Courtney leaned against my chest again, still touching me. “Honestly, I hated not saying anything, but they would’ve ruined our day.”

  “They wouldn’t have.” I pressed a light kiss to his temple and cupped one of his hips in my palm. “Nothing other than a natural disaster would’ve ruined this moment.”

  “Aww.” Courtney leaned in, covering my lips with his. He sucked one in between his teeth. “Damn, I’m so lucky I found you last night.”

  I growled into his mouth, forcing my tongue in between his lips, exploring it. With our lips locked, my cock raged inside my slacks and my body tensed. The more we kissed, the more my arousal amped up with the desire to fill him.

  Wouldn’t be long before my climax came to a head.

  Shit.

  When the elevator spoke penthouse four, I reluctantly pulled away to focus on where we were going. Good thing the Espire’s penthouses each had their own floor. The doors leading to the suite weren’t far either. Thank God because I was about ready to combust.

  As I made my way to our haven, Courtney continued peppering my cheek and chin with kisses. Being so turned on, I could hardly breathe. “Behave.” I slapped his ass once while I waved the card over the sensor.

  Courtney squirmed against me. “Ooh. I like being spanked.”

  “You do?” I carried him across the threshold, then kicked the door closed behind us. After I slid the card into my jacket pocket, I captured his lips inside mine and yanked his dress up to his waist, caressing his bare hips.

  “Chancellor… damn.” Courtney whimpered into our kiss, clutching my back through the material.

  I smacked it again for good measure just to make him squirm. “I think I’ve found another thing I like doing to you.” I tapped it once more. Courtney’s ass was firm, but his skin was soft and pliant under my fingers, sending heat to every part of my body.

  “Anytime you want, Daddy.”

  Kiss.

  “It turns me on more than you’ll ever know.” Courtney spoke against my lips, tracing them with his tongue while he rubbed his cock against mine.

  “Good.” I whispered in between shortened breaths. While walking through the suite, I reached down and unbuttoned my pants to free my aching cock. “Jesus.”

  “Not him. Me.” Courtney continued thrusting his tongue inside my mouth and palmed my cock through the fabric. “Gotta have you in me. Want your sweet cock in my ass.” Courtney mewled into our embrace, grinding his body against mine.

  Those words spurred me on to walk faster into the bedroom. I pulled away and loosened my tie. “Daddy’s gonna put it there, but first, I wanna taste you all over.” I kissed him quick, then gently placed him atop the bed, while I removed my jacket.

  Courtney yanked his dress over his head and tossed it aside. “The only thing bad about you wearing that suit is how long it takes you to get naked.” He smiled and scooted backwards on the mattress.

  “True, but I’m almost undressed.” I pulled my shirt off and dropped it on the floor. After bending over to take of my shoes and socks, I plucked a couple of condoms and the small bottle of lube from my pocket, tossing them on the bed.

  “You’re prepared.” Courtney grinned.

  “Always.” I pushed my slacks and boxer briefs from my waist until they pooled around my ankles. The vent’s cool air hit the tip of my dick and skin. I shivered, tingling all over from my arousal coming to a head.

  Courtney’s wild blue gaze met mine. “You’re so gorgeous, Chancellor. Get over here so I can touch you.” Courtney sucked a couple of his fingers and slipped them inside himself.

  “Damn.” As I climbed atop the bed with him, I grasped my cock, jerking it while rubbing my thumb over the crown. My nipples firmed on my chest signaling how close I was to climax. I was hard as nails, ready to sink into my baby boy’s hole and claim him as mine again. But I desperately wished to make love to his body, to learn every crevice and emblazon it in my memory. Of course, we had three more days for me to accomplish that, but I needed to remind him who he belonged to.

  “Please, Daddy.” Courtney begged and rolled over on top of me. He straddled my body, rubbing his dick over my stomach and midsection while pleading against my mouth, coupling that with kisses.

  “Shit.” I muttered into his mouth, curling my hand around the back of his neck as I reciprocated the lip lock. I grabbed a condom and the bottle, popping the cap to prep us. “I’ll give in because I want you as much as you want me, but later, I plan on tasting you from the inside out.”

  “Looking forward to it.” Courtney flashed a wicked smile and nuzzled my ear.

  “So am I. Now rise up a little.” When he moved, I rolled the latex on, then squeezed lube onto my dick. Knowing how badly I wanted to come, this shouldn’t take long.

  “I wanna ride you, Daddy.” Courtney hovered over me, stroking himself from base to tip. Slowly, he lowered himself onto my stiff shaft.

  At first contact, I gasped and closed my eyes tight, not able to control the feeling overtaking me. Small bursts of light exploded into bigger ones behind my eyelids. I panted, muttering inaudible words. The more his ass swallowed my cock, I clutched the covers tightly. “Fuck, babe. I…I…I’m not gonna last.”

  “Me neither. Oh damn, you feel so good. Even better than earlier. How is that possible?”

  Still trying to gather my emotions I wondered the same. Our lovemaking had been explosive, so much so I didn’t want to get up from the bed. I only wished to lay there with my cock inside of Courtney and keep him warm. But this particular moment was different all together.

  “Move for me, Courtney.” I lifted my lids, watching my lover, twisting his own nipples and gnawing his bottom lip. He squeezed his hips and bound us.

  “Ooh Goddess, Chancellor. You feel amazing.” Courtney bent down, covering my mouth with his while f
orcing his tongue in between my lips.

  Wanting Courtney, I allowed him entrance, tangling his tongue with my own. I curled my arms around his waist to steady him while I bucked upwards to meet his movements. So, we wouldn’t lose the rhythm or make myself come, I tried keeping my control. I wanted to drag this out for as long as I could, until we wouldn’t be able to hold on any longer.

  “Oh fuck. Fuck!” Courtney screamed into the lip lock, breaths laboring while he rode me into the mattress. His knees were pressed into my side as he balanced himself on my cock. “Right there, Daddy.”

  “Yes.” I supposed I’d hit his prostate correctly. I sensed my climax at the base, making my balls tense. As they drew up against my body, my dick thickened inside his ass, ready to spurt.

  While enjoying the kiss, I opened my eyes again to watch my boy as he unraveled. Even in the short time I’d grown to appreciate how beautiful he looked when he came. How his eyelids fluttered, his mouth shaped like an o, lips quivering with need. “You ready?”

  Courtney only nodded and moved slightly, still pressing his forehead onto mine. He closed his eyes, mouth gaped open as he shuddered on top of me and gripped my shoulders under his nails.

  My body stilled, preparing itself for my orgasm. I reached down between us, jerking his dick while still thrusting inside him. “Gonna come, baby boy.” I kissed his nose and mouth, sensing my dick ready fill him.

  “Yes. Oh fuck!” Courtney shuddered and gnashed his teeth, continuing to fuck my fist.

  While his cum coated my hand, I jerked two or three times, spilling into the condom. The more I spurted, my skin prickled, tensing all over from the sensation of almost climaxing together. Pulling away slightly, I lifted my hand to his lips and forced them into his mouth to taste himself as I came down from my high. “Jesus.”

  Courtney sucked them completely and licked them from my knuckles to the tips. He then pressed his mouth against mine to share some with me. “Damn. Each time we’ve done this it’s been epic.”