Page 16 of Broken Promises (Soho Knights #5)

He wasn’t sure how long had passed before Patrick offered him a drink of water. Jason nodded his agreement, and Patrick moved him so he was curled up on his side. A blanket was thrown over him. He felt relaxed and wanted to sleep. Patrick came back with a bottle of water and insisted he drink it.

“If you’re tired, why don’t you lie down on the bed and rest?”

“Am I disturbing your work?”

“I’m the boss, remember?”

“I like it when you’re the boss.”

Patrick smiled. “There’s no off switch with you, is there?”

“That would be boring. ”

“Do you want anything to eat?”

“I’m not hungry.”

“What did you have for breakfast?”

“A coffee.”

“You need to eat something. Come on, you can rest for a couple of hours and then you’re eating something.”

“Yes, Daddy,” he said, licking his lips and looking at Patrick’s noticeable bulge.

“Behave, boy.”

“Please, Daddy. I need you.”

Patrick looked like his resolve was slipping, so Jason took a chance and reached out, stroking Daddy’s cock through his trousers. Jason heard him take a deep breath.

“There’s been nobody else since that night,” said Jason. “You’re the only one I want.”

Jason wasn’t sure what had made him say that. It was how he felt, but it wasn’t something he would usually say out loud, because it gave Patrick all the power.

“Will you do as you’re told?” asked Patrick, his voice deeper than usual.

Jason nodded his head.

“I need to hear your words, boy.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Get on your knees.”

Jason dropped without a moment’s hesitation.

Thankfully there was a deep rug by the couch, or that could have hurt, but he didn’t care.

He was finally going to see Patrick’s cock, and taste it, and hopefully get fucked by it.

His body shivered in anticipation. He was so excited, his hangover had become a distant memory.

Patrick unbuckled his belt before opening the fly.

He was wearing white briefs, and Jason could see his cock was already leaking.

Patrick pulled down his briefs and revealed a gloriously thick cock.

It wasn’t the longest Jason had ever seen – was probably around the seven-inch mark – but the girth was one of the thickest, and a set of large balls accompanied it.

“Open your mouth for me.”

Jason obliged. Patrick pulled his foreskin back and rubbed the glistening mushroom head over his tongue.

He tasted incredible, and Jason was instantly hard.

He closed his lips around the head and swirled his tongue, getting more of that delicious precome.

Patrick slid his cock in further. Jason couldn’t get enough, so he moved his head forward, his nose buried in Patrick’s pubic hair.

He was less groomed that most guys, and Jason loved that.

He was all man, and Jason wanted everything he was willing to offer.

“Stay still, and let me fuck your throat, boy.”

Jason nodded with a smile, looking Patrick in the eyes. They were full of heat, but the warmth and kindness was still there. Jason wanted to please him more than anything.

Patrick thrust into his mouth, hard, and it hit the back of his throat, but Jason had perfected his gag reflex over the years – a titbit of information he wouldn’t be sharing, but a useful skill in this situation.

Patrick gripped Jason’s hair and tugged on it.

He loved the sting. It set his whole body on fire.

Patrick kept up a steady rhythm as he fucked Jason’s mouth.

It was a good indicator of what could come later.

Jason reached down towards his own cock.

“I’ll tell you when you can come, boy,” said Patrick in his stern tone.

Jason immediately put his hands back on Patrick’s thighs, and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of the thick cock sliding across his tongue. He kept up the pace, and Jason was feeling it in his knees, but he wasn’t moving for anything.

“Do you want my come, boy?”

Jason nodded, humming his approval. Patrick thrust harder, and let out the sexiest groan Jason had ever heard as he unloaded down Jason’s throat. There was a tonne of it, and he couldn’t get enough. He looked up and saw the look of pleasure on Patrick’s face. He’d caused that.

“Such a good boy, aren’t you?”

Jason preened. He definitely had a big praise kink when it came to Patrick.

He was stroking Jason’s hair as he pulled his softening cock out of Jason’s mouth.

Patrick yanked him up and kissed him deeply, his tongue delving into Jason’s mouth, tasting himself.

His hands went to Jason’s trousers, opening them swiftly and pulling his cock out.

Patrick gripped it in his enormous hands.

Jason was already close, and the firm grip was going to get him there quickly.

“Come for me, boy,” he growled.

It was like Patrick hit a switch as Jason’s orgasm shot through him like an electric current, and he was moaning against Patrick’s mouth as he came all over his hand.

“Such a good boy, coming for Daddy. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”

Patrick pulled him towards his bedroom and into his bathroom.

Jason was standing there with his cock still hanging out, covered in come as Patrick turned the shower on and ordered Jason to strip.

He usually only loved being bossed around in bed, but he was convinced he’d do anything Patrick asked of him, no matter where they were.

Patrick undressed as well, and that’s when Jason got his first proper look at his body.

Lots of chest hair, which had grey in it.

He had a muscular chest, so clearly still looked after himself.

His belly was softer, but you could tell there had been a six-pack there once, given how tapered his waist was.

Daddy was hot, and Jason couldn’t wait to explore everything with his tongue.

He heard a chuckle and looked up at Patrick, who had raised an eyebrow.

“Get in the shower. You can look later.”

“Are you joining me? ”

“Of course. Have to make sure you’re nice and clean, so I can dirty you up again later.”

“Are you going to fuck me? Please!” He wasn’t above begging.

“Depends if you’re a good boy or not.”

Jason would do whatever it took to get that cock inside him.

He nodded and got under the shower. It was the perfect temperature.

He loved Patrick being behind him, with his bigger body.

Once they were both wet, Patrick washed him gently.

He took his time. After they were done, Patrick dried him off, and then insisted he eat a ham and cheese sandwich and drink a lot more water. Daddy was a big one for hydration.

“Do you want to take a nap?” asked Patrick.

“Will you join me?”

“Of course,” he smiled.

They settled into bed, with Patrick spooning him, and Jason felt so content, but his heart was racing as he tried to process all his feelings.

Could he be in love with Patrick? It felt different to what he’d had with Grant, so he wasn’t sure, but he never wanted to leave this man’s side.

That was one thing he knew for certain. As Patrick snuggled into him, it didn’t take long for Jason to drift off to sleep.

He woke up later and it was still light outside, but then, it was the height of summer.

A quick look at his phone told him it was four o’clock.

Patrick wasn’t asleep next to him, but there was a note saying he’d gone out to get some shopping so he could make dinner.

It looked like he was staying for the night and he was giddy with excitement.

There were messages from Jane, Gabriel, Dexter, and Kelly on his phone, but he ignored them.

He would look at them tomorrow, although the pull to read them immediately was strong.

Jason was naturally a very nosy person. It was why he was so suited to a career in HR.

In the spirit of being nosy, he couldn’t help but have a look around Patrick’s flat. There wasn’t much of interest, although a picture of him with his husband, George, caught Jason’s attention. He’d been a very attractive man. There was a twinky vibe about him. Patrick clearly had a type!

The door to Patrick’s office was open, but Jason didn’t feel right going in there.

It was Patrick’s work. He was about to walk away when something caught his eye – a folder on the desk.

Jason moved forward to get a proper look, and the writing on the cover made his blood run cold: Grant Kincaid.

Why the fuck did Patrick have a file on Jason’s husband?

He opened it and saw various documents that made it clear Patrick had been investigating Grant for some time.

Was he planning a story about him? Jason’s stomach plummeted.

That was why he was here, wasn’t it? Patrick was using Jason to get a story on Grant.

He’d known there was more to it. There was no way a man like Patrick could ever be interested in Jason for more than a night.

How could he have been such an idiot? He was just another user.

Jason had thought Patrick differed from every other man he’d met, but they were all the same, only out for what they could get.

He had to get out of here before Patrick came back.

Jason put the file back as he’d found it.

He didn’t want Patrick to know what he’d discovered.

Jason got dressed quickly and made sure he had everything.

He wouldn’t be able to come back here. He couldn’t get out of the flat quick enough, but he had to be careful getting out of the building so he didn’t bump into anyone, especially Patrick.

There was no way he could face Patrick and control his emotions.

He might give something away about Grant, and that wouldn’t end well for him.

Why did he have such appalling taste in men?

Once Jason was outside, he ran as fast as he could to get away from the building and Patrick.

Not wanting to take any chances, he took out his phone and blocked Patrick’s number.

He looked at their message history, and before he could change his mind he deleted the entire thread.

He needed to forget Patrick ever existed.