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Okay, I didn’t expect that!
My eyes widen, probably comically, before I sputter out, “Wh— what the hell would make you say that?”
“I can’t say for sure, obviously, but the way he’s walking… the way he’s being very gentle every time he sits… I think he totally has his ass plugged.”
I continue to stare. “Wyatt, you’re delusional, babe.”
“Maybe. Maybe not. But you’re gonna stand here and tell me it doesn’t make you wonder?” he asks with a gleam in his eye that I know all too well.
I take a beat and a deep breath. This teeters on the edge, and I’m not sure I’m ready to go over just yet.
I step towards him, so close now our noses nearly touch. Lowering my voice, I make sure I have his attention before I speak. “These people are our best friends. We spend fifty percent of our free time with them, choosing them over our own families most of the time. This is a massive line you want to cross.”
Halfway through my impassioned speech, Wyatt’s hands landed on my hips, but as I talked, one hand wound around and dipped into the waistband of my jeans, and now his middle finger teases the crease of my ass.
“Baby, you aren’t wearing any underwear,” he says, acting scandalized, like he doesn’t know I refuse to wear them unless it’s an absolute necessity.
I roll my eyes and try to step back. He knows he can talk me into pretty much anything when his hands are on my skin.
And I do mean anything. The trouble he’s nearly gotten me into over the years is immeasurable.
There was the time we almost got caught with our pants around our knees in the storage room at my office party. And the time he convinced me to blow him in the closet at his sister’s wedding, in the bathroom of the social hall.
Oh, and let us not forget the conference call I took during the height of the pandemic with the fucking Supreme Court of Colorado in my managing partner’s stead. Ten minutes into the call, Wyatt came into the room, crawled under the dining room table where I sat, and sucked my soul through the head of my cock.
I still have no idea how I got through that without incident.
He doesn’t let me get far and pulls me back into the cradle of his big body. I’ve always loved the size difference between us. I’m not a small man by any means, but my six-and-a-half-foot husband with his barrel chest and tree trunk thighs makes my six feet look average.
“I’m not fucking you in this bathroom, Wyatt. We’ll end up breaking something… or somebody.” I laugh at the imagery knowing full well we have left some avoidable messes in our wake during our forays into our borderline exhibitionist moments.
“I know, I know,” he says reluctantly. I snicker at his disappointment, and he bends his head to kiss me. “I love you, Alex.”
“Husband… I love you, too. But I meant what I said. Tread lightly.”
“Babe, hear me out,” he begins, but I wave a hand in front of him, stepping back as much as he’ll let me.
“Wyatt, if that man is wearing a butt plug, that is between him and his wife. He’s not wearing it for either of us, that’s for damn sure. And for all our sakes, at least for tonight, you’ll forget all about wanting to replace it with your cock. Okay?”
“Ugh, fine.”
Chapter 8
the whole nine yards
Nate
I pour Mel’s wine with shaky hands. Is she really going to tell them about Mexico? Hell, am I really going to tell them about Mexico?
I want to, so badly, but that requires a level of trust we haven’t broached yet with these men. They’re our best friends, sure. They’re also two of the horniest motherfuckers we know, always groping at each other and kissing and not giving two shits who’s nearby. Within reason, of course.
Hell, the way they love each other spurred us to go to Mexico more than any other reason. We wanted that level of freedom with one another.
And apparently with other people.
Damn, I’ll be devastated if we never get to experience that again.
Walking back down the hall, I hear voices in the half bath under the stairs. I slow my footsteps, seeing if I can catch anything they’re saying. Not out of nosiness, but because I wonder if they’re picking up on the fact that we have a secret.
