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“No,” he says, the one word panicked. “I want you to fill in that place that’s been empty, Teddy, because no one else, least of all me, seemed to know what was missing until you. You showed up, and you made me feel whole, and you can’t take that away. You can’t. You make me happy. You make all the doubt quiet. You make me believe happily ever afters could be possible for a guy like me. So, please. Please don’t ask me to leave you. Please don’t make me.”
Kipp’s wide, blue eyes ping between my own, and I stutter a breath, tugging him to me until there’s absolutely no space left between us. His hands grip my shirt, face tucked against my chest, and I hold him tight as his back heaves beneath my palms.
“Kipp,” I breathe, my heart squeezing in a mixture of joy and aching regret that I avoided this conversation for too long. “I’m not asking you to leave. I won’t.”
“I don’t want to, Teddy,” he mumbles against my shirt. “I’m not ready to lose you.”
I shush him, kissing his hair. “Sweetheart. When I said I want to talk about us, I meant the opposite. I… I don’t want to keep pretending we’re married.”
Slowly, he leans back, meeting my gaze with wet eyes. “We are married.”
“You know what I mean,” I say softly. “I don’t want to pretend this isn’t real, Kipp. That I don’t love you and you don’t have feelings for me, and all of this—all the nights together and laughing and fucking and goddamn moments where you’re in my arms just like this—that it doesn’t mean something more. This isn’t fake. You and me, it’s not a lie. I can’t pretend otherwise anymore.”
Looking dazed, he shakes his head. “You love me?”
“I do. So fucking much. I love you, Kipp.”
He opens and closes his mouth. “But I’m such a mess.”
I huff a laugh, my eyes stinging. “My mess,” I say, bringing my palms to his face and kissing him lightly. “My husband. My chéri. My beautiful, perfect babydoll.”
His fingertips dig into my chest, forehead coming to rest against my own. “God, I love you, too, Teddy. And I’m so glad we got drunk married. Because if we hadn’t, I don’t think we’d be here. And I really like it here.”
“Yeah?” I croak out.
“Yeah. I’m quite possibly the luckiest guy in the world to have landed you. I think it was the neon shooters. Went straight to your head.”
I chuckle hoarsely as Kipp lifts his face, his lips brushing my own.
“I do,” he says. “I want this, too. No more pretending.”
I kiss his cheek, his forehead, his lips, my hands shaking until Kipp steadies my wrists.
“Now would you please fuck me?” he asks quietly. “I want you to show me I’m yours. I want you to prove it.”
I blow out a breath before hoisting Kipp over my shoulder. He yelps happily, his hand slipping down under my waistband and grabbing my ass. He doesn’t let go until I toss him onto the bed, and then he watches me hungrily as I shuck my clothes. Naked, I grab his ankle, tugging him to the edge of the mattress. His breath hitches, but he groans as I flip him onto his stomach and tug his feet to the floor. Reaching underneath him, I undo his jeans quickly, pulling the material down with his briefs. Kipp lifts his foot free, widening his stance as I spread his ass cheeks, and then he grabs the comforter, moaning as I drop to my knees and tongue his ass.
“Fuck, fuck,” he chants, pushing back against my face. The thwack against his ass cheek rings through the room. Kipp’s moan quickly follows. “Teddy.”
I hitch up his leg, sliding his knee onto the bed so he’s wide open for me. “Keep it there,” I tell him, diving back in.
Kipp groans long and low, the most gorgeous sound. He reaches back and grabs under his knee, keeping his leg in place as I loosen him with my tongue. Once I’m able to spear it inside of him, I grab the lube.
“You want it hard tonight, babydoll?”
“Yes. God, please,” he says.
“You want me to show you who you belong to?”
He groans, pushing against the fingers I slip inside his ass. “Yes.”
“You want me to keep you?” I ask, pumping into him, my other hand pressing indentations into his ass cheek.
He hiccups a breath, tightening around me before loosening again. “Please.” It’s a whisper, and I kiss his ass cheek, adding a third finger.
Once Kipp is a mumbling, incoherent mess, I pull my fingers free and roll on a condom. I maneuver him onto his back before hefting him up into my arms. Kipp’s eyes go wide as I spin us, sitting on the bed with Kipp in my lap.
“Ride me, babydoll. Show me how much you want me.”
