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“Take. It. Back.” He punctuates each word with a light slap to the swollen head of my dick.
“Fuck, Alex,” I say, grabbing his hips and flipping us in one fluid motion. “You know that makes me wild.”
The grin on his face tells me he knows exactly what he did. And he did it on purpose. This fucker. I spread his legs and push our hips together, dragging my hard length against his.
“Lube,” I grit out between my clenched jaw. Between talking about Nate and being smacked around by my husband, I need a release, and I need it now.
He reaches towards the nightstand, barely getting his fingers around the bottle before I snatch it away. Not willing to wait any longer, I unscrew the whole top and pour far too much on our dicks.
Alex laughs and slicks his hand over both of us, making sure there won’t be any friction as I grind against him once, twice, three times before pushing on his calves, revealing his gorgeous ass to me.
I slide my dick in his crease, the head pushing against his hole until he growls.
“Quit teasing me, Wyatt.”
“You need it?”
“I want it,” he replies, and my heart cracks open just a little more for this man. He knows being wanted pokes at my most vulnerable place.
“Then you can have it,” I say, fisting my dick and pushing into him one inch at a time until I’m buried, balls deep.
Alex pulls me closer and whispers, “Fuck me, husband.”
I cant my hips back, nearly pulling out completely before slamming back into him.
“Again,” he commands.
“Shit, I love when you get all toppy from your back.”
He smiles, grunting with each impact, taking me so beautifully.
“I love you, Alex.”
“Wyatt, you are—” He stops suddenly, his breath stolen by my hand circling his dick. “Fuck, babe. You’re so damn good at that.”
I let go and wrap him tighter to me, using my hips and thighs to power into him over and over and over again until he’s nearly boneless beneath me.
“I love you, Wy,” he whispers against my throat just before I feel him paint our bellies and chests with his release.
I follow him within seconds, filling him until it's coming out around me. He holds me to him, needing the extended connection every single time. No matter how uncomfortable the position or sticky the situation, I always allow him to let go first. Tying the emotional to the physical takes precedence over everything else for him.
When his arms drop from my back, I sit up slowly, taking in the mess we’ve made.
“Shower time,” I say, sliding from his body and pulling him with me.
“Mm-hmm,” he says, come-drunk.
I lead him to the shower, holding him around his waist as he nuzzles into my neck. The water steams up the bathroom, and I step over the short threshold with him still wrapped around me. He rarely comes from prostate stimulation alone, so I know that one took a lot out of him. Massaging shampoo into his hair and washing both of us from his body, I get him clean and push him out of the shower towards the closet.
“Get dressed. I’ll be done in a few minutes.”
He nods and walks away to find something to wear. I shower quickly and meet him in the closet. “Might wanna layer up. There’s a big front coming in tonight. Supposed to drop a good bit of powder,” Alex says.
“Got it,” I say, grabbing boxers, jeans, and a thin sweater I can wear under a scarf and top coat without burning up in the short car ride to Nate and Mel’s house.
“Damn, you look good, babe,” Alex says, sliding behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist as I button my jeans.
I wiggle my eyebrows at him as I turn. “Better to seduce you with, lover.”
