Page 41 of Only Time Will Tell

Our bags were already packed, but Alex still wouldn’t tell me where we were going. All I knew was that it was somewhere warm and I couldn’t wait.

“Race you upstairs,” he announced, taking off as soon we stepped inside the house.

“What the?” It took a second for it to click in then I ran up after him.

Alex had already removed most of his clothes by the time I got to our room. “Come on, Charlie, you’re falling behind,” he said, kicking off his shoes and pants then plopping his naked ass down on our bed.

I was just as excited as him to make love for the first time as husband, but damn. He was like a kid in a candy shop, and to top it off, he was already stroking himself. He knew how much I loved it when he did that. So…fucking…hot. I all but ripped my clothes off and ran toward the bed yelling, “Catch me,” as I jumped mid-air and landed on top of him.

He squeezed me tightly then rolled over on top of me. “I love you, Charlie.”

“I love you too.” Our kisses deepened, fueled by the emotion of the day. I’d needed this since I woke up that morning.

We pulled apart to catch our breath, when Alex’s said, “Tonight, I want you to top me, Charlie.”

The impact of his words forced my brain to shut down. “Wait, what?”

“You heard what I said. I want you inside of me,” he reiterated.

“Um, you do remember I’ve never topped before. And we’ve never prepped you.” There was no way in hell I’d risk hurting Alex.

“You don’t know everything I’ve done.” He reached across the bed, grabbing the lube from the nightstand drawer and tossed it beside me.

“What?”

“Is that the only word you know?” He grabbed the lube again and rolled over. “Wanna watch?”

I almost said what again and instead swallowed so hard I nearly choked. I nodded but said nothing, just sat up to watch the show.

I watched him squeeze lube onto his fingers. My eyes locked on his every move, outlining his hole the way we’d done it a million times before with me. Yet it was like I was seeing this happen for the first time.

As his finger slid inside to the first knuckle, my hand gravitated to my cock, stroking it as I stared in awe. Had Alex mentioned this before, an interest in bottoming, and I missed it? His finger slid further in, then out, and back in. My labored breaths moved in rhythm with his fingering. Alex watched me as he added a second finger, and slid them both in.

Holy fucking hell.

His eyes rolled back, and he moaned. The hottest fucking moan I’d ever heard from him. Were grunts for tops and moans for bottoms? I was about to find out. I wished I would have known he liked this. Ass play for two? Why yes, thank you.

“Wanna try?” he asked me, hissing as he removed his fingers.

I nodded, picked up the lube and prepped my shaky hands.

Kneeling between his legs, I was able to slide my first finger in. Fuck, he was so warm, so tight. This was... Yeah, this was awesome.

“Add another one,” he said.

I slid in another and watched both fingers disappear inside him. Fingering my husband for the first time had to be the biggest turn on I’d ever experienced. My lips parted, and my head tipped back. I was going to come without anyone touching me.

“Babe, I’m ready.”

“Alex. Fuck. I’m not gonna last when I get in. This is seriously fucking hot. I don’t want to ruin your first time by coming on impact.” That was embarrassing to admit, even to my husband.

“Trust me, it’s not gonna take me long either. Your fingers feel great. Now take that gorgeous cock of yours and get inside me.” Reluctantly, I removed my fingers and lubed up.

“Are you sure about this?” I said, still a bit self-conscious.

“I’ve never been surer. Now let’s consummate this marriage.” He pulled his legs up, his hole prepped and ready for me.

Don’t overthink it, Charlie. He’s ready.