Jade Buchanan
Paranormal Erotic Romance
"Baby, come out of the room. C'mon, Baby." Colt thumped his knuckles against the door, sighing.
"I'm not coming out. You can't make me."
"At least let me in, then."
"No!" Rick screamed.
"Baby, if you don't open this door in three seconds, I'm gonna blister your ass raw. Open it."
Colt was fast losing patience. He didn't care if his baby didn't like it. Colt wanted him like this and Rick damn well better agree to it. It wasn't as if it would hurt him. Colt would've drawn the line at that. He knew Rick could get into this if he just tried.
"I'm not coming out. You can't make me."
"At least let me in, then."
"No!" Rick screamed.
"Baby, if you don't open this door in three seconds, I'm gonna blister your ass raw. Open it."
Colt was fast losing patience. He didn't care if his baby didn't like it. Colt wanted him like this and Rick damn well better agree to it. It wasn't as if it would hurt him. Colt would've drawn the line at that. He knew Rick could get into this if he just tried.
The door opened a crack, Rick's face appearing in the opening. He was frowning fiercely, his lips drawn into a pout.
"This is ridiculous, I feel like an ass, Colt."
"I'm sure it isn't as bad as you say--"
"No, it's worse." Rick huffed out a breath, tugging on the wrap around his chest.
"Show me."
Rick kicked his toe into the carpet, tilting his head to the side. He was obviously thinking about it.
Rick finally pulled open the door, stepping out into the hall. Colt grinned, unrepentant when Rick glowered at him.
"You look great, Baby."
"I'm not wearing this out." Rick threw his hand over his face.
"You have to, you promised Ken you would go to the costume party with him and these are the costumes they picked out. You don't have much of a choice."
"Why don't you have to dress up?"
"I will, but I don't need to put it on yet," Colt answered.
He took the opportunity to look Rick over. The pink wrap around his chest looked ridiculous, but the pink skirt thing showed off his legs to perfection. He looked good enough to eat. But that wrap had to go.
"Turn around, Baby"
Rick shook his head, spinning around. "Is this better?"
Colt ran his tongue over his teeth, unbearably turned on at the sight of his baby in the pink getup. Who knew?
"You don't mind if we're late, do you?"
Rick turned to face him again. "Why would we be late?"
"Cause you're going to model that for me a bit more, Baby."
Rick frowned, looking down when Colt palmed his crotch.
"We don't have time for this..." Rick whimpered, leaning forward.
"There's always time for this," Colt laughed. "On your knees."
Rick fell to the ground, arranging himself on his hand and knees. He wiggled his ass at Colt, laughing at the growl Colt couldn't hold in.
Colt reached out, running his palms down Rick's sides. "This has to go." He ripped the back of the pink wrap, throwing it to the side.
"I can't wait, Baby. You ready for me?"
Rick moaned in response. "I'm always ready for you."
"That right?"
"You know it. Find out for yourself, if you don't believe me."
Colt squeezed the globes of Rick's ass, moving his thumbs in to run up the crease. He pressed his big thumb over Rick's hole, moving it back and forth. Sliding just the tip inside, he was surprised at the wet grip.
"Christ, Rick. You lubed?"
Rick laughed, wiggling his hips again. Colt took that as a sign, fumbling the zipper on his pants, Finally, they were undone and pushed down his thighs. His hard cock bumped Rick's ass and it was his turn to moan. He lined up, pushing just the tip inside.
"Baby, I'll never get enough of this."
"We're gonna be sooo late," Rick quipped.
"This is ridiculous, I feel like an ass, Colt."
"I'm sure it isn't as bad as you say--"
"No, it's worse." Rick huffed out a breath, tugging on the wrap around his chest.
"Show me."
Rick kicked his toe into the carpet, tilting his head to the side. He was obviously thinking about it.
Rick finally pulled open the door, stepping out into the hall. Colt grinned, unrepentant when Rick glowered at him.
"You look great, Baby."
"I'm not wearing this out." Rick threw his hand over his face.
"You have to, you promised Ken you would go to the costume party with him and these are the costumes they picked out. You don't have much of a choice."
"Why don't you have to dress up?"
"I will, but I don't need to put it on yet," Colt answered.
He took the opportunity to look Rick over. The pink wrap around his chest looked ridiculous, but the pink skirt thing showed off his legs to perfection. He looked good enough to eat. But that wrap had to go.
"Turn around, Baby"
Rick shook his head, spinning around. "Is this better?"
Colt ran his tongue over his teeth, unbearably turned on at the sight of his baby in the pink getup. Who knew?
"You don't mind if we're late, do you?"
Rick turned to face him again. "Why would we be late?"
"Cause you're going to model that for me a bit more, Baby."
Rick frowned, looking down when Colt palmed his crotch.
"We don't have time for this..." Rick whimpered, leaning forward.
"There's always time for this," Colt laughed. "On your knees."
Rick fell to the ground, arranging himself on his hand and knees. He wiggled his ass at Colt, laughing at the growl Colt couldn't hold in.
Colt reached out, running his palms down Rick's sides. "This has to go." He ripped the back of the pink wrap, throwing it to the side.
"I can't wait, Baby. You ready for me?"
Rick moaned in response. "I'm always ready for you."
"That right?"
"You know it. Find out for yourself, if you don't believe me."
Colt squeezed the globes of Rick's ass, moving his thumbs in to run up the crease. He pressed his big thumb over Rick's hole, moving it back and forth. Sliding just the tip inside, he was surprised at the wet grip.
"Christ, Rick. You lubed?"
Rick laughed, wiggling his hips again. Colt took that as a sign, fumbling the zipper on his pants, Finally, they were undone and pushed down his thighs. His hard cock bumped Rick's ass and it was his turn to moan. He lined up, pushing just the tip inside.
"Baby, I'll never get enough of this."
"We're gonna be sooo late," Rick quipped.
