Page 79 of AJ’s Fire

I knelt in front of my love in turn. “Alexander Jeremy Gordon, I will absolutely not pick a fancy menu, or a designer tux, or a too-rich cake with you. I will also vow to ask before playing one of your records, and I will share my life with you, for richer or for cut-off-from-my-parents’-money-on-some-crazy whim.”

AJ nodded. “I do.”

I smiled back. “I do.” He opened the box. “We’re gonna need another ring.”

“Yeah, no rush. I mean, we will need to pick a date, and what, go to the courthouse or whatever?” AJ questioned.

I wiggled my hand in front of him, but he hesitated before putting on the ring.

“I know we’ve been done with secrets for a while, but I really hadn’t thought about us getting engaged as a media event. Maybe we should wait until after my brother’s wedding to tell everyone? I wouldn’t want to steal his thunder.”

“Unless you would prefer Natalie’s head to explode, I think that’s a good idea,” I agreed.

We were able to order another ring in AJ’s size, and that night we researched what we had to do to legally and uneventfully wed in the state of New York. I called one of our family attorneys, swore her to secrecy, and had her draw up a prenup that would make my parents happy.

We made an appointment at the courthouse, obtained our marriage license, and were quietly married a few days before Jamie and Devon’s wedding.

We left two days early and arrived at the cabin. My grandparents would be attending the wedding and were with my parents in the Hamptons. They would be taking the private jet up to Hampstead Valley and had offered for us to go with them, but I had convinced my parents that AJ and I were looking forward to the drive.

I’d called the caretaker who did handyman work for my grandparents at the cabin, and by the time AJ and I arrived on a balmy summer day, the hot tub had been checked and left warming. When we pulled into the driveway, AJ started to go to the back of the car to grab our stuff, but I couldn’t wait for all that. I took him by the hand and led him to the back of the house. He tried to ask what I was up to, but I didn’t answer, silently leading him around the privacy screening. I dropped his hand and stripped down. AJ smiled and did the same. With one thing and another over the past few years, we hadn’t spent as much time as I would have liked at Cedar Lake. Much of the time we had spent, my grandparents had been there, which didn’t leave us much private time. AJ and I had had many sexual adventures since we’d realized that we wanted to have those adventures with each other, but we’d never made it back to the cabin to play in the hot tub.

I climbed up, purposely flashing AJ as I did so. I’d placed a butt plug for the ride up.

“Holy fuck, Jax. You’re ready to go.”

I turned and stood in the warm, bubbling water. “You gonna fuck me in this hot tub or what? I’ve only been waiting years.”

“Yes, yup. Absolutely.”

“There’s a little thing of lube in my shorts pocket. Hurry the fuck up, LT.”

“On it.” I sat in the water, trying to relax but really watching my man scramble with my clothes until he found the lube. He greased himself up outside the tub, a nice little show for me as he stroked himself to hardness. As he climbed into the water, I turned myself around, knees on the bench, water tickling my ass and balls.

AJ gave me a little slap, not something we normally did, so I turned to look at him in question. He shrugged. “Wanted to hear the sound it made on your wet ass.”

I dipped down, then back up, offering my ass to him. With a little wiggle, I said, “Do it again.”

He did. Fuck, looks like we’d found a new game to play. Next his fingers were at the flange and pulling the toy out. He dragged it across my ass for a second before handing it up to me. “Put this up there. Don’t want to lose it in here.”

“My practical husband,” I teased, and as I reached forward to set it down, AJ snuck a lubed finger into my ass.

“Fuck, you’re so ready for me, cariño.” He quickly spread more lube in me before pushing inside me in one swift motion.

“Yes,” I moaned, my body alight, warmth emanating from below while a summer breeze kissed my damp back and head. We were motionless for a few beats, like always before I told him I was good to go by rocking my hips side to side. “Cariño,” he growled out before pumping in and out, “So good,” and, “So hot,” escaping him as he fucked me from behind.

Then the fucker slapped me again. I jumped at the surprise, and I could tell AJ liked the motion based on the feral sound that escaped his lips. “Do you mind, cariño? I love that fucking crack.”

“As it happens, I don’t mind at all.” He swatted my other cheek, then he pulled out. I grunted as his tip escaped my ring.

“Ride me,” AJ explained as he sat on the bench. Water bubbled to his nipples, which were hard and pointing out further than I’d ever seen them, the hot-cool, turned-on combo really doing it for them. I positioned myself in AJ’s lap, and we both grasped his dick, guiding it to my hole while I was a little preoccupied with kissing my way to AJ’s nipples, sucking on each one before giving them both a little nip.

“That’s for the spanking.”

“Fair enough,” he grunted as I bottomed out and sat on his thighs. “I’d do it again, but it won’t have the same effect under water,” he teased.

“Oh, but I can do my thing again.” I leaned down and licked from one to the other before biting down on one nipple. How I loved hearing a new sound come out of AJ’s mouth after all our time together. I placed my hands on his shoulders then and got started. Bouncing up and down, the water doing some of the work as I rocked and swayed and flicked my hips in all the ways I knew AJ liked, in the ways we both liked, my body extra sensitive in the rolling, warm water.

Without stopping, I leaned down to kiss my husband. “Need you,” I grunted, and he knew what I meant. He started to stroke me, keeping up with my rhythm and motions until we were both coming, screaming each other’s names into the evening air.