Page 65 of Nothing To Lose


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“That’s right,” Hudson said quietly. “Suck me, sweetheart.”

Peyton swirled his tongue around Hudson’s thick digits.

Hudson groaned, his hand speeding up over Peyton’s cock until he was ready to come…

And then it was gone.

“Fuck! Comeon,” he gasped.

Hudson just grinned and shook his head before tipping Peyton carefully to the side. He maneuvered so he was kneeling on the floor, then he quickly pulled Peyton’s trousers down, tossing them to the side.

“Take your shirt off, gorgeous,” Hudson ordered.

Peyton’s hands were trembling a little, but he managed it. The sides fell open and he wriggled out of the stiff, starchy fabric, throwing it behind him and basking in Hudson’s low, infectious chuckle.

“Happy?”

“Will be in a minute,” Hudson murmured. “Sit up. Come closer to the edge of the bed. And bring that tray with you.”

Peyton had a feeling what was coming, and his heart was hammering as he obeyed his husband. Shit, hishusband. Hudson had been right during his conversation with Austin when he said that they were already married in everything but name.

But it felt profound now.

Official.

Forever.

“God,” Hudson growled, running his hands up Peyton’s thighs and spreading them wide. “Fucking look at you.”

Peyton still didn’t see anything particularly special about himself. He was soft around the middle and his dick didn’t always get with the program, even when he was super horny. He was an anxious mess more often than not, and still struggling to have confidence in himself to prioritize his own wants and his own needs.

But he was also happy. He was loved beyond reason and wanted beyond measure, and he believed Hudson when he looked at Peyton like a starving man.

Hudson met his gaze as he pushed up as far as he could, and his fingers swiped through the bowl of marshmallow fluff. It was going to be a disgusting sticky mess when it was over, but that just meant showering together, which was one of Peyton’s favorite things.

And this…well, he couldn’t deny it was a fantasy of his. After all, didn’t every baker want to be slathered in his own cake batter and eaten into oblivion?

Maybe not, but that ceased to matter when the soft fluff coated his dick, then Hudson leaned in and took him all the way into the back of his throat. Peyton’s eyes slammed shut as he rocked his hips forward, doing it again after a groan of encouragement. Hudson reached between his legs, running gentle fingers over his balls before pressing against his taint.

The pleasure damn-near blinded him and he lost his balance, falling back onto his elbows. Hudson just sucked harder, deeper, faster, and it wasn’t long before Peyton was crying out and spilling down his husband’s throat.

His body shook with small tremors as Hudson continued to lick him clean, and as he gathered himself, an idea began to form. He pushed himself up, carefully dragging his fingers through the ganache, and before Hudson realized what was happening, Peyton was pushing him onto his back, arranging his legs before his clean hand began to attack his buttons.

“Off. Now,” he demanded.

Hudson managed to follow his command, and the moment his chest was exposed, Peyton smeared the chocolate over his nipples. Hudson said nothing, but the sound of his breath filling his lungs was powerful.

Peyton just smiled down at him and then straddled him, putting all of his weight onto Hudson’s soft cock. “I love you so fucking much. You are the best thing that ever happened to me.” Then he applied his mouth—hard, fast, teeth biting and scraping until Hudson was crying out, and shaking, and falling apart.

When it was over, Peyton toppled onto his side, the floor hard beneath them, and a little cold, but it was also perfect.

“I can’t believe we just did that,” Peyton said.

Hudson laughed and rolled over, using a sticky hand to cup Peyton’s cheek. “I can. And I definitely want to add that to the list of anniversary sex ideas.”

Peyton grinned, then he realized that they’d have a lifetime of this. Maybe there would be more mundane days than wild ones, and maybe he’d never be thrown against the wall and have his ass railed like he had in his former life.

But this was so much better because every moment with Hudson was perfect.

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