Randall

After our session in the shower, we laid together in the bed, Dion laying on his side with his head on my stomach facing me. I ran my fingers through his damp hair, stretching it across my legs.

Dion looked at me smiling as he traced my abs with his fingers. "Are you staying the night?"

"Do you want me to?" I asked, looking at him.

"You already know the answer to that." He turned over and kissed my stomach. He started kissing softly all over my stomach and across my chest. "I've been missing you, something crazy." Dion held himself up; hovering above my soldier and glanced at me, his hair gracefully falling down across his shoulders.

I sat up, cupped his neck in my hand and kissed Dion passionately. I sucked his tongue into my mouth and kissed him while I pulled him on top of me. He mounted me, my soldier throbbed beneath him as he held my head while I kissed his chest gently. I pinched his nipple and he flinched. I smiled and kissed it to make it feel better.

I reached behind him and lifted my manhood upright. "I want to feel you again." I breathlessly said between kisses. Dion looked at me wantonly; he planted kisses along my neck up to my ear and took a nibble on my lobe.

"As you wish." Dion whispered as he reached for my soldier, positioned himself and took me into him. He moaned softly as he lowered himself onto me. Satisfaction filled my soul.

"I love the way you feel," I moaned as he gyrated his hips on my lap. Tingles filled my body leaving chill bumps along my skin. "You drive me crazy." I took hold of his member and slowly stroked him. I looked at him as I moved my hand up and down.

"I know you do," His mouth opened as he moved his hips back and forth. I laid back against the headboard as he rode me. "You keep coming back to me." Dion leaned forward and kissed me softly.

"Yes I do," I moaned and closed my eyes. The passion between us started to build and became more intense. "You do something to me."

He gazed at me as we sensually gratified each other; sweat started to build between us as droplets formed on his forehead. His skin was moist to the touch; I held onto his waist and pumped from underneath him, thrusting myself deeper inside.

"Uhhhh...Uhhhh...mmmm," Dion moaned and closed his eyes. His head lay back as he bounced his ass up and down. I loved the way he looked when I fucked him. He was totally submissive with me and he loved when I was in control. His moans would turn me on more and more to the point, I couldn't get enough of him. I watched him as he rode me, enticing me with every thrust.

"I want you to stay with me baby," Dion bounced faster, getting closer to climax. His cock was rock hard in my hands as I stroked it faster. "Please baby, stay." He leaned forward and bucked his ass so fast on my member, I lost it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I shot my load. I couldn't hold it. He drives me absolutely fucking crazy - literally. Not long after, he filled my hand with his seed. I loved hearing him whimper in ecstasy. I wiped his jizz on the towel we used from the shower, dropping it on the floor.

"So are you staying?" Dion asked as he collapsed on my chest, I pulled the comforter over the both of us.

"I'll stay." I said as I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight. I could still feel myself pulsating deep inside him.

"Thank you," He moved, releasing me from him and laid next to me with his legs sprawled across mine. "You're going to be tired tomorrow."

"Is that so?" I wrapped my arm around him and brought him closer. I kissed him on the forehead as he wrapped his arm around my waist and he laid his head on my shoulder.

"I wanna show you how much I've missed you."

"You've shown me a lot already. Twice in the shower and we just finished."

"Are you tired?"

"Not at all. You give me energy." I had just said the same to Marianna not 2 hours ago.

Dion sat up on his elbow and gazed at me. "Do you remember when we first met? You were attracted to me and you didn't know why." He smiled.

"I remember. You were cute and I was obsessed with the way you looked." I said, smiling at him. I ran my fingers across his lips. He kissed my finger tip. We gazed lovingly at each other to the point we both blushed.

"I loved the way you looked too, but I knew who you were. I really wanted to meet you." He drew circles on my chest as he spoke softly.

"You knew who I was? So you planned it huh?" I raised my eyebrow and he smiled bashfully.

"Everybody knows the Worthington's. I saw an article about your family and there was a family portrait printed in the magazine feature. You were standing next to your Father behind your sisters."

"Wow," I remembered taking the photo for the article. "You saw that picture? That's crazy."

"I sure did. I read the article too. You and your father were interviewed about carrying on the legacy of the Worthington family in law."

"Interesting, so you saw me at the event and you just had to have me, huh?"

"Yes I did, I saw you across the room and I was attracted immediately." Dion answered adamantly.

"But you didn't know if I liked men or not?"

"I didn't care. I had to find out on my own and I did."

"That you did. I must admit, when I saw you at the event, I was intimidated."

"Intimidated? By little ole' me? Why?"

"I was instantly attracted to you, I didn't know what to do. I hadn't been with a guy before you," I had kept my feelings for men a secret, I even got married to take the attention away from me. But the feeling and thoughts never went away. "All I knew was, I wanted you." I caressed his face as he gazed at me. Dion blushed and looked down.

"Well now that you have me, what are you going to do with me? He traced his finger down the middle of my chest, around my belly button, under the covers and held onto my member.

"I want to make you call my name." I kissed him quickly and rolled over on top of him. He was right, I was going to be tired in the morning.

Bryan

As a prominent figure in this family, I need to make certain every member of this household maintains our reputation and preserve the standards we hold dear within the Worthington family. My father and grandfather have sustained this family and have worked hard to become a staple and conserve our presence in the law community. I have practiced in criminal law for as long as I have known, following in my father's footsteps. My son, Randall, is living up to my expectations and has followed the Worthington men into law as well, being an entertainment lawyer. He makes me a proud father; Randall is married with children and seems very happy.

My daughters, on the other hand, are different - they are women; Figures in the family that should support the Worthington men and follow as guided. My father made it known that a woman could never obtain the knowledge or the level of comprehension it takes to be a Worthington man. He felt they were created with the expectation to serve their mate by supporting and catering to every need.

Angela, my wife, is perfect. I met her on the far south side of Chicago when she had nothing and no one. I took her and guided her to become the woman she is today. She follows my lead and she never complains. She does have a way about her in which she keeps me on my toes; She's a very smart woman who is fine with living the life she lives. We've been together for so long, I hardly remember my life without her.

However, I have other women on the side as well. A Worthington man can never be satisfied by just one. We have a large appetite and one woman will just not suffice. I smiled at the thought of Madeline and the day I met her. Madeline Rutherford was the owner of her own hair care product line and the daughter of a colleague of mine. I met her at a charity event and I was taken back by her. She was beautiful and amazing. She was her own person who could stand alone. She did good for herself as a woman, I must admit. Madeline definitely knows what she wants too; she was the one who approached me.

I sat in the office looking out of the window trying to prepare for my day. I scrolled through my calendar for today's meetings and noticed that I had a meeting with Madeline later today. I provide legal services for her business and in return she pays me physically. We both are satisfied with the deal and we have no complaints whatsoever. I decided to call her up to see if she would still meet with me today.

"Madeline, how are you?" I smiled when I heard her sultry voice as she answered.

"Bryan, I'm doing well now that I'm hearing your voice. Please tell me you are not calling to cancel our meeting today?"

"No, of course not. I was calling to confirm it actually," I smiled at the thought she was worried I wouldn't be able to see her today. I enjoy the time we spend together.

"Magnificent," She exhaled with excitement. "Bryan, I have a proposition for you."

"A proposition? I'm intrigued. Tell me more."

"I would like for you to take a look at a case for a family member of mine."

"Interesting," I was interested that Madeline wanted me to look at a case for her family member but I was more interested in the payment. "That depends on the compensation."

"I figured you would say that," She was ready with her countersuit. "It would involve a weekend away, with me."

"A weekend?"

"I have to go to Paris to do a little business deal. But I will be there for the weekend. Would you like to join me?" Madeline asked and waited patiently. I could hear her speaking to her assistant as she was closing deals while we spoke.

"I haven't been to Paris in months."

"You know it's amazing this time of year," She quipped as she spoke softly to her assistant again. "So, is that a yes?"

"When is this meeting?"

"Next weekend."

"What is the case about?"

"Self defense, yet he's being charged with 1st degree." I listened to Madeline giving orders to her assistant sounding as if she was getting upset.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yes, it's just that some people don't listen when they are told what to do. And have the nerve to catch an attitude when my tone changes." She snapped professionally.

I smiled as I admired her backbone. I think I'm drawn to the power that she has; she handles herself quite well for a woman. It intrigues me even more.

"Have the documents sent to me and I'll take a look at the file over the weekend." I responded.

"Will do. I'll send a messenger immediately."

"Ok. I'll see you later then."

"Most definitely." She answered. I smiled and hung up the phone. My office door opened and Michael entered.

"Mr. Worthington, it's getting close to the meeting with the in-laws." He approached my desk and stopped.

"Thank you Michael. Have Mari and Mrs. Worthington arrived at the location?" I stood up from behind my desk and walked around putting on my suit jacket.

"They are en route now, Sir." Michael stepped to the side allowing me to walk first.

"Good. Thank you." I nodded and headed out the door with Michael not far behind.