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His chuckle was warm and low. “Never too tired for that.” He shifted in one smooth motion and climbed on top of me before kissing me deeply, his tongue sliding along mine and into my mouth. I moaned softly, my breathing already tightening as my cock filled between us, and his did the same.
We kissed for a long time, our bodies moving and rocking together, the fingers of Oliver’s hand combing through my hair while he rested his weight on his opposite forearm. I kept my eyes closed and let myself get lost in the sensations, the feeling of his skin along mine, his thick erection pressing into my groin and sliding against my hard cock, the soft shush of the sheets moving and our breathing filling the room. Oliver groaned as his arousal built, and I moved a hand between us to grip both cocks at once.
I stroked, moving my fist slowly at first, and we both leaked precum, giving a slick wetness to my efforts. Oliver moved his hips, dragging his cock against the length of mine until the waves built in my groin and pooled in my stomach. I moaned again as I worked our cocks faster, harder.
Oliver broke the kiss, resting his forehead against mine as I jacked us, his breathing tight, groans falling from his lips every few seconds. “Close,” he whispered.
“Me too.”
The crest of my orgasm built and just before it broke over me, he kissed me ferociously, fucking his tongue into my mouth and then nipping at my lip. My orgasm crashed through me and I unloaded thick ropes of cum between us. Oliver’s orgasm followed close behind, his cock thickening and pulsing as it unloaded onto my chest and stomach.
He slid off of me and eased out of bed, returning quickly with a warm, damp cloth and wiping us up. I couldn’t stop the soft moans of contentment that slipped from me as he took care of our mess. When he returned to bed, Oliver pulled me close and I nestled in under his arm, listening to his breathing and his heart.
A brief moment passed before he spoke. “Cam?”
“Hmm?”
“I love you.”
I pulled back to meet his gaze and smiled. “I love you too.”
He hesitated a moment before speaking again. “Will you marry me?”
I laughed a little, startled. “We’re already married. Remember?”
He nodded once. “That’s the problem. I don’t remember our wedding. I wish like hell I did. I love you so much, and I want us to have a real wedding. I want a second chance to do things right.”
I smirked a little. “You want a wedding do-over?”
He chuckled. “I guess I do.”
Resting my head back on his chest, I sighed softly. “Okay. I’ll marry you. When?”
Oliver kissed the top of my head. “I want to plan it the right way this time. Maybe next summer. It’ll be our one-year anniversary.”
“Sounds perfect,” I murmured. Because to me, it was.
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