17. Hunter

HUNTER

"You'll be okay." I hold him in my arms as Lucas tries to sleep. He has to be up early to catch his flight to Chicago, but neither of us are gonna get much rest tonight. Knowing we have to say goodbye for three days makes it impossible to relax. "I'll be right here waiting when you get back."

He sniffles and nods against my shoulder. "I know."

My grip tightens around him, and I remind myself that this is normal. Couples spend time apart now and then. It'll suck to be away from him, but I'll manage.

And he will too.

I kiss the top of his head, inhaling the scent of his shampoo and wish I'd pumped some milk for him to take in a thermos.

"I just play better when you're there." His tongue pokes out against my skin and then he drags his teeth along it. "Can I…um, leave a mark here?"

It takes me a second to figure out what he means. "Like…a hickey?"

He chuckles and ducks his face into my armpit to hide. "Yeah, is that dumb?"

"No, it's kinda hot." I pull back and make him face me so I can drop a kiss onto his lips. "If you want to, go ahead."

Lucas scoots farther up my body until his lips are in the perfect spot on my neck. "Okay, tell me if I hurt you."

I roll my eyes at that. "You suck my nipples raw three times a day and you're worried about a few minutes on my neck?"

He bites my jaw lightly, and I can feel his body relaxing over mine. "Shush, you. Be a good Daddy and let me do my thing."

My hand swats his bare ass on pure instinct, but it only makes his cock jerk against my thigh. My boy loves a good smack. "Watch your tone, boy, or you'll earn yourself a spanking."

His dick twitches again as his mouth seals against my skin and he begins to suck. I've never gotten a hickey before, but I've had his lips and tongue on my skin enough to know how it feels.

With a subtle twist of my body, I align our hard cocks and begin to stroke us together, my big hand sliding over our joined lengths until Lucas is bucking into my fist and whimpering against my neck.

The mark must be dark by now, but I'm in no rush for him to stop. I want to feel it for days. See it while he's gone as a reminder of our love for each other.

At least, that's what it'll represent for me.

And I'm pretty sure it's true for Lucas too.

Within a few minutes, he's digging his fingernails into my biceps, and I know he's ready to come. I am too.

"That's it, baby. Come for Daddy."

With a final thrust against my cock, he wraps his leg around my body and comes against me, spewing his hot cream on us as I release too, mixing our jizz in a sticky mess before he finally pulls off my neck and takes a deep breath.

"Fuck, I love you, Hunter."

My eyes close and another burst of come erupts as I close my mouth over his in a quick kiss before I press my forehead to his. "I love you too, baby."

After a restless night, we get up in a somber mood, and I drive Lucas to the airport.

The mark on my neck is sexy as fuck, and I make the decision to give him one too as soon as he gets back from his game. Maybe on his hip or his ass. Somewhere that only I'll see. Some place that's only mine.

"I know you're gonna do amazing, but no matter what, I'll be here to pick you up when you get back, and I'll be proud of you for playing your best."

Lucas nods and swallows hard, trying to hold back his emotions as I say goodbye at the curb.

"You'll text when you get there?" I tilt his head up so he's looking right at me.

"Yeah, I promise." His eyes are glassy, and he wraps his arms around me one last time. "Use the pump. Don't rely on your hand. It'll hurt too much."

"Don't worry about me." I kiss his temple. "Just play your best, and I'll see you soon."

He slides both of his hands up my shoulders until they close around my neck. "I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, boy." I lean forward and kiss him firmly on the mouth. "Now go win at sports."

He laughs and rolls his eyes. "Yeah, yeah."

I watch him walk through the glass doors and hate that I won't see him again for three days. But what other option do I have? Buy a ticket and head out there tomorrow night to surprise him? I mean, it's not impossible. My mom has tons of miles from all her work trips and would probably get me a ticket if I asked.

Should I ask?

I'm not even back at my car before I've sent her a text, asking for a round-trip ticket to Chicago.

And before I pull out of the parking lot, she texts back that her assistant will book a flight and a room…and I better be planning to be home for spring break.

I text my thanks and assure her I'll be home in a month, and I might even bring a friend with me.

It's not easy to keep my impromptu trip a surprise, but I manage to keep my mouth shut and not give anything away until Lucas and his team pull up in the bus at the stadium. I'm waiting in the parking lot with a small thermos of milk and my camera, ready to capture the moment Lucas walks off the bus and notices me standing there.

The expression on his face is priceless, and he runs straight into my arms, ignoring the glances and whistles from his teammates that witness our reunion. The team knows we're together, but no one was expecting me to show up in person, which makes me even happier that I made the trip. "Hey, baby. I missed you."

His embrace is crushing as he wraps his arms around me. "I can't believe you're here."

I hold him just as tightly, breathing in his scent and so damn happy to have him in my arms. "I couldn't stay away."

"Thank you."

I rubbed up his back and then pulled away. "I brought you something."

He looks around and notices the bag by my feet. "What's that?"

"Just a little something, in case you get thirsty."

His eyes go wide, and he grins. "Seriously? Did you pump?"

I huff out a breath and groan. "Yeah, I basically got the hang of it. I don't love it, but I was able to relieve the pressure and save a bit for you."

His arms close around my neck, and he kisses me hard, sliding his tongue along mine until we're both breathless. "I'll drink it before the game for extra energy." He winks and then pulls back my collar to take a look at my mark. "Fuck, I like how that looks on you, Daddy."

I grin and lightly pinch his side. "Yeah, well, I'm thinking I need to give you a matching mark. Maybe somewhere a little more private."

Lucas groans and rests his head on my shoulder. "Ugh, now I want to just stay here with you all day, but I have to get into the locker room. Coach is already gonna give me shit for being the last one in."

I kiss the top of his head and step back. "Go in and do your thing. I'll be watching you from the stands, and when you're done, win or lose, you can come back to my room."

"Deal." He gives me one last kiss and then runs into the building, energized and ready to play the game of his life.

That's my boy.