“It’s good, Sky. We’re good. And we get a future, which I hadn’t let myself really believe until you were out in front of that crowd. Until you said the words in front of everybody. You’re mine, Stud. It’s going to be a wild ride.”
“I am. Just like you’re mine, and I love you.” Sky held him close. “My husband.”
He gripped Sky’s cock a little harder, gave it a pump and drove the edge of his thumb through the damp little slit. “Don’t forget you need me.”
“Jesus!” Sky’s eyes popped open wide. “Right there.”
Yeah, he knew that. “Right there, babe. I got you.” He leaned in to share the heat with a kiss and their lips locked hard, making him moan.
Sky was tugging at his clothes, trying to get to skin, the kiss getting wilder as they moved together.
“Wait. Hang on.” He tore himself away, stood up and shucked everything, kicking his sneakers off hard enough they flew into the wall. Then he climbed back over Sky, straddling his husband’s thighs and getting a hand around both of them. “Love you.”
“Yes.” Sky grabbed his ass, rocking them in a familiar rhythm. “We get to go home. Together. Harder.”
“Together.” He tightened his fist and pumped harder, groaning as he let his head fall back. “Fuck.”
Sky bucked, planting that good foot down and driving up into him, fingertips digging into his ass hard enough to mark.
He arched forward and pressed his forehead against Sky’s, panting. “Want it bad.”
“Give it up. I just need a couple more strokes.” There was nothing like the sound of his husband, voice blown and raw with need.
Beck nodded and closed his eyes as the blood roared in his ears and his balls grew so tight, he couldn’t breathe. He grunted as hot spunk slicked his hand and Sky’s prick, and he switched his grip, working Sky hard. His lover was true to his word, heat spraying over his fingers, Sky biting out his name.
He was laughing before he’d even managed to catch his breath. “Damn, cowboy.”
“Uh-huh…blow my fucking mind, honey.”
“I’ve wanted you since we put your boots on this morning. I don’t think I’m done with you yet. What time is our flight?” He groaned happily as he got up to get towels.
“We leave out at two. We have time for a long, lazy breakfast.”
“So I can keep you up for a little while.” He handed Sky a dry hand towel, but slowly, carefully ran a warm, damp washcloth over Sky’s hips and torso and followed that by blowing across Sky’s abs to give his husband goosebumps.
“Damn…you make me all shivery when you do that.”
“I know.” He took the towels away and climbed right back into bed.
“What else do you know, love?”
Beck laughed. “I know if I pinch your right nipple your knee is going to pop up, so I’d better have my jewels out of the way. Learned that one the hard way.”
Sky began to chuckle, and then the laughter filled the air, deep and husky.
One thing he knew for sure, even if they traded in their libidos for rockers one day, they’d never run out of laughter. “Hot tub and margaritas tomorrow night?”
“God, yes. I can’t wait to get home. Settle in. Sleep in our own bed.”
“Yeah. I guess we’ll sleep.” Beck leaned over him and kissed him. “Eventually.”
31
“You’re supposed to be retired, Adam. You retired last month. How was your cruise?”
“It was very nice. The weather was beautiful, and coming back to this cold isn’t helping my bid to stay in Vermont now that I’m not working. You need a part-timer?”
Beckett laughed. “No. Trish would have my head.” He glanced over at Sky, who was also on the phone and mouthedSorryas he took his call to the other end of the room, grabbing a nice little handful of ass on the way by. “Where does she want you to go?”