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I smack one hand to the headboard and start fucking you in earnest. It’s gotta be quick. I don’t want interruptions, not when you get so perfectly clingy and cuddly.
“Wrap your legs around me, boy,” I order quietly.
You exhale a curse and do as told.
“Fucking beautiful…” I nip at your scruffy jaw and close my eyes, letting the sensations consume me. “That’s it. Use your tight little ass to milk my cock.”
I gotta slap a hand over your mouth to keep you quiet.
I gnash my teeth and take every bit of what you give.
Can’t fucking get enough of this feeling. How tight and soft and wet you are around my cock, those desperate whimpers, how you latch on to me.
“Almost,” I groan.
“Fill me.” Your breathless plea is muffled behind my hand. “I need it.”
Yeah, you goddamn do. You need my cock to fill your perfect ass with so much come it’ll run down your legs later.
That’s where I lose my breath. That’s where I spiral. I pound my cock in and out of you as the pleasure crashes down on me.
I think I’m the one who needs to be silenced.
My fuck.
I screw my eyes shut harder and bury my face against your neck where I have no control over the string of curses that slips out.
How can you feel so fucking good, baby?
“Jesus.” Panting like I’ve run a marathon. Great.
“That was so hot,” you breathe out, shivering. “I can’t move.”
You think I can?
“How drunk are we gonna get later?” Gray grinned and nuzzled his nose against Darius’s neck.
He loved his man in flannel and jeans, but there was something about Darius in sweats and hoodies, ’cause he looked so damn comfortable. Plus, his ass in soft cotton was out of this world.
They’d both arrived in sweats and hoodies for the first part of their day since they’d gear up for a game soon. Hell, the kids had still been in their PJs when they’d been dropped off at Mom and Aiden’s house. Gray and Darius were just gonna follow the instructions and go with the flow. They didn’t have the kids today, no dogs to exercise or feed, Nelson and Darius’s dad were gonna see to the pigs, chickens, and now rabbits too. It was a day to be utterly selfish, and they weren’t gonna waste it. More than that, they were gonna be comfortable throughout the entire day, and it’d started with a big breakfast at the fish camp. Then they’d come here to the hockey arena, which Abel had reserved just for the bachelor party.
“Considering the sheer number of reasons… We’ll probably get hammered,” Darius chuckled. “To nurse our wounds from today, to block out the memory of Ryan’s no-doubt loud participation, to forget my cousin’s playlists…”
Yeah, Case was in charge. How that continued to happen was beyond Gray. He didn’t mind personally; he loved older dance music, but Case had a bunch of curmudgeons for cousins.
Gray and Darius’s peaceful little bubble was burst when Ryan and Abel skated over to them, and the latter obviously had to spray them with a rush of snow as he came to a sharp stop on the ice.
Gray shot him an annoyed glance.
“Dude, we’re here to go to war, and you’re Frenching the enemy,” Abel accused.
“Aye. What the kid said.” Ryan frowned at Darius. “If we’re gonna win—”
Gray and Abel laughed. Hard.
“All right, a bit excessive on the laughing,” Darius muttered.
It really wasn’t. Gray snorted and shook his head. In the corner of his eye, Gideon and Gabriel were giving Shay a rundown on cheap tricks, good ole advice, and dekeing. And the thing was, Gray was more confident than earlier, because Shay wasn’t bad at all. He could skate backward, he was no Bambi, and he made decent turns at high speed. With a hockey stick in his hands, he grew bolder too.
“I think I know how to get Darius focused,” Ryan said. “Abel, tell them.”
Gray lifted his brows. Tell them what?
Abel smirked. “We invited some people to watch. They’ll be here any minute.”
Aw, fuck.
“Who?” Darius furrowed his brow. “And why would that get me foc—”
“Hi, Daddies! We’re here!”
Oh my God.
Gray gripped the boards and looked up into the stands. Even if they’d all been filled to capacity, lifting the roof with the cheers of two thousand people, Gray would’ve spotted their goofy five-year-old.
It wasn’t just the kids either. Mom, Aiden, Adeline, Lincoln, Keith—Lincoln’s old man—Mary, James… Darius’s aunts, Erin and Britt, Willow and her baby bump, her man, Elise, their kids too… They came down the stone steps to join Casey, Ellis, Gage, Jesse, Niko, Grant, Greg, and Lias.
Gray slid his gaze to Abel. “Did you go through the entire fucking wedding guest list?”
Abel found that funny. “Kind of. Far from everyone could make it, though. We just gave them a holler. Come up and watch the game if you want. Something like that.”
