HOPE

16.

Kennedy.

It's been two days since we arrived at the safe house, all three families pretty much get along well, the kids play and it seems relatively normal.

Emmy is still looking for Amir and Mia, they haven't been found yet and no call for ransom has been made, we did inform the police but there are no leads yet and it's making all of us a bit on edge.

Milo denies any knowledge of possible suspects responsible for what happened, he had no enemies of any kind or rivals. So anyone who would do this is likely someone who knew something about Milo they could gain.

Milo was in our bedroom, the only good thing that came out from this is, I got to sleep with my clover in my arms.

"Hey, baby are you okay?" He sighs running a hand in his hair. "No I'm not really." He replied and I moved closer to him. "Baby we're going to be fine, Amir is smart and Mia is strong, they will get out of this." I tried to console him but it only worked for a little while.

"I just don't know why anyone would do this, I don't anger people, my life is private and I get rid of people who might threaten my family and friends before they can actually get something on us." He asserts and I hum in response.

"We just have to be patient and wait to see if they make a move, so for now let me make you forget for a while." I placed a kiss on his temple then walked to the door and locked it. Milo had asked me to love him the morning before all this happened so I'm going to love him.

I kissed him, dominating every part of him, I slip my tongue into the warm cavern that tasted so good and I wondered what it felt like to be in him.

I led him to the bed stumbling as we made it, laying him down, I latched onto his neck with my lips trailing down kisses and sucked at the spot that made him moan the loudest. He bit his lip suppressing a moan failing.

"Let it out, walls are soundproof." I whispered in his ear and his moans filled the room, I kept trailing kisses on his neck, biting, tasting and worshipping. I tore his shirt off and he whined at the loss of contact.

"What do you want?" I teased him. "Touch me" he whispered. "I can't hear you." I whispered in his ear grinding on him. "Touch me please touch me!" I couldn't deny the request and this was so much better than the daydreams, he was moaning and squirming under me how I wanted it.

My tongue swirled on his nipple making him a whimpering mess. I sucked on the skin of his chest, licking the flesh as I bit down, I wanted more of his sweetness.

My clothes were torn off by him and he smirked, I held his cock in my hand stroking it, licking the tip of his pink head I moaned to the taste, his bitter sweet taste was addictive.

I took his shaft in my mouth stroking and bobbing on it, he began thrusting into my mouth and I gladly took it, I began trailing my tongue on his length to his sack,he moaned loudly when I had it in my mouth.I began stroking faster and bobbed on his cock till he found release, he shot ribbons of white down my throat and I swallowed it all.

I wouldn't give him the chance to ride out his high as he had sprawled on the bed sweaty and inviting. Parting his cheeks and letting my tongue do the work his virgin hole was warm as I licked and dove in.

He slowly got hard again as I worked on him with my tongue, my cock was now painful, dripping precum and need. I removed my tongue and plunged in the now lubed finger stretching him. I added another scissoring him and he let out a pained moan as I added a third.