Page 20 of Broken Promises (Soho Knights #5)

PATRICK

Patrick opened the door and was shocked to see Jason standing there.

He looked broken, so without a word, Patrick scooped him up and carried him to the sofa.

They’d been here before, and Patrick loved that Jason had come to him when he was in need, but mostly he wanted to know what or who had hurt this beautiful boy.

Jason cuddled into him. There were no tears this time, but his body was shaking all over. Patrick wanted to ask him questions, but knew he had to give Jason the safety he needed. He’d talk when he was ready.

It had been a tough decision not to spend Christmas with everyone, but with how he felt about Jason, he couldn’t bear the thought of sitting across from him and not being able to touch him.

Now here he was, in his arms. Patrick pulled him closer.

Jason burrowed further into him, like he wanted to climb inside Patrick.

They stayed like that for twenty minutes before Jason finally spoke.

“Can I have a drink of water, please?”

His voice was a tremble, and nothing like the usual snarky tone Patrick loved. The bratty Jason was nowhere to be seen today .

“Do you want me to carry you to the kitchen with me?”

“Oh, sorry,” said Jason, sliding off his lap.

“It wasn’t a complaint.”

Jason smiled at him, showing those big blue eyes.

There was such sadness in them. He really wanted to kiss Jason and make things all better, but he needed to control himself.

Patrick went to the kitchen and got them both a bottle of water.

He downed half of his in one go before heading back to the sofa and giving the other bottle to Jason.

It was impossible to look away when Jason’s lips slid over the top of the bottle and he gulped the water down, and Patrick watched his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed. Fuck – he needed to get it together.

“Sorry to just barge in,” said Jason.

“Nothing to be sorry about. You’re welcome here any time.”

“Really?”

“Of course.”

“Even with the whole Grant thing?”

Patrick had wondered how long it would be before his name came up.

It didn’t matter to him. They were separated, so it wasn’t like he was cheating.

That would be a different story. Patrick deplored cheating, especially after what it had done to his mother.

A painful memory he didn’t want to revisit today.

“Why did you come here, Jason?”

“Sorry, I’ll go.”

“That’s not what I said.” Patrick pulled Jason back onto his lap. “I just need to know if someone’s going to come looking for you and what you need me to do.”

“Nobody is going to be looking for me.”

“Not your brothers?”

“No. Not yet anyway. They just think I’m clearing my head, and they know I’m not going to Charlie’s later. He gets it, so he won’t let the others hassle me. ”

“Do you not want to let him know you’re here and you’re safe?”

“Can I stay here for a bit?”

“You can stay here as long as you want.”

Jason smiled. “Can I have a kiss please, Daddy?”

Patrick had a million more questions, but he couldn’t say no to Jason.

He closed the distance between them and brought their lips together.

Jason moaned, and Patrick took advantage, pushing his tongue into his mouth.

Jason responded with that purr he made with his entire body.

Patrick pulled him closer, taking more control of the kiss.

He felt so perfect in his arms. How had this boy burrowed into his heart so easily?

“I need you . . . please.”

This wasn’t the time to put up barriers. There was no hesitation. Patrick stood up and carried Jason into his bedroom. There would be time to question his decisions later, but right now, he was going to give them both what they’d be denying each other for months.

He placed Jason gently on the mattress on his back, and pointed a finger, implying for him to stay and not move.

The flash of desire in his eyes was enough for Patrick to know Jason would do anything he asked.

Right now, he just needed to get inside him.

He tore his clothes off. Jason didn’t take his eyes off him and licked his lips when Patrick stood naked in front of him.

Patrick got down on his knees and made quick work of Jason’s jeans.

He could take his time, but they both needed this, and there would be other opportunities for that because after this he wasn’t letting Jason go.

Patrick was greeted with a festive jockstrap, which he couldn’t help but chuckle at.

Once he’d discarded Jason’s jeans, he buried his face in his crotch and breathed him in.

Patrick pulled down the front of the jock, and Jason’s hard cock slapped his flat stomach.

He licked the length of it a few times before sucking one of Jason’s balls into his mouth, causing him to almost launch off the bed.

He sucked one of his fingers before he took Jason down his throat and pressed the wet finger against his entrance.

Jason writhed in pleasure as Patrick’s finger slid inside.

He was so warm and tight and would feel amazing around his cock.

He doubled down on Jason and pushed his finger in further, finding his prostate and pushing down harder.

Jason tried to shout out a warning, but it turned into a scream as his release hit and he came down Patrick’s throat.

It was glorious, just like everything about Jason.

Patrick released Jason’s cock from his mouth and looked up at him. His eyes were closed in pleasure as he came down from his orgasm, but Patrick wasn’t done with him yet. He gripped Jason’s legs and flipped him over, which caused him to make an adorable squeal.

“Take your top off and relax.”

Jason complied, and Patrick wasted no time diving into that perfect arse and tongue fucking him.

He was so receptive and eager to please.

Such a good boy. Patrick couldn’t resist smacking Jason’s right cheek.

He squeaked, and then moaned, so he did the same with the other before getting back to opening him up, ready for Patrick to give him everything he needed.

Patrick grabbed the lube and a condom. He slicked up his fingers and slid two in straight away. Jason was desperate for him. Even though he’d just come, he was begging Patrick to fuck him, and he couldn’t wait any longer.

“Roll onto your back.”

Jason hesitated.

“I want to see your eyes when I make you mine, boy.”

Patrick saw Jason’s body shudder before he turned over. He looked so vulnerable. Patrick kissed Jason again, exploring his mouth with his tongue. He had three fingers inside him now, and Jason was whining for more .

He positioned himself between Jason’s legs and rolled the condom down his length. They were always a struggle to get on given how thick he was, but he didn’t want to waste any more time. He’d have loved to take him bare, but they needed to have a conversation before that happened.

Patrick positioned his cock against Jason’s hole and kissed him again. He pushed the head inside him, and Jason moaned into his mouth as Patrick pushed past the first ring of muscle.

“More!” Jason begged.

Patrick pushed in further, taking it slow.

He didn’t want to hurt him, but Jason had other ideas.

He hooked his ankles behind Patrick’s arse and pulled him forward until he was fully seated.

God, he felt like absolute perfection. It was like they were made for each other. Patrick gave a roll of his hips.

“Oh yes . . . give it to me . . . please.”

Patrick pulled back so only the tip was still inside, and snapped his hips hard.

Jason let out a noise that sounded like a growl and attacked Patrick’s face with his mouth.

He thrust in again, Jason moving his own hips so they connected hard and deep.

For the next few minutes, all he could hear was the sound of flesh slapping together, messy kisses, and moans of pleasure from both of them.

Patrick kissed Jason’s neck, biting him just below the collarbone, marking him.

He was getting close, but he didn’t want to come yet.

Not until he’d drawn another orgasm out of Jason.

He leaned back so he was practically kneeling, and continued to drill into Jason.

His whole body was flushed red, and he was glistening with sweat.

Patrick gripped Jason’s cock, which was hard again and dripping with precome.

“Come for me, boy.”

Jason practically arched off the bed as his second orgasm hit.

His hole tightened around Patrick’s cock and that was enough for him to fly off the edge.

He cried out as he was hit with such incredible pleasure that he could no longer control his thrusts, and he continued to fuck Jason, wanting to wring every bit of pleasure out of this stunning boy.

Once they’d both started breathing normally again, Patrick pulled out, missing the connection immediately.

He flopped down next to Jason and pulled him into his arms, not caring about the mess between them.

He’d clean them up in a minute. Patrick needed his boy close to him.

No matter what had driven Jason to his door today, he’d protect him and keep him safe.

If that meant going up against Grant Kincaid, then that’s what he’d do.

For the next two days, they ate food, made love, and slept in each other’s arms. Jason was the most receptive lover Patrick had ever had.

He couldn’t compare him to George, and he never would.

They were both very different. Patrick liked to take control in bed, but Jason already knew how to get what he wanted.

He had Patrick wrapped around his little finger, and he loved it.