“Promise?” Early bit Connor’s shoulder, wanting to leave a mark.
“Yes.” Connor groaned and went up on his toes. His cock jerked happily in Early’ hand. “Fuck, I promise.”
That was what he wanted to hear. Hell, it was what he needed to hear, if he was honest. He jacked Connor faster and harder, working himself against that sweet backside.
The tile and glass made Connor’s harsh breaths even louder. “Early…fuck, I’m gonna come. I’m gonna…” He hardly needed the warning; he knew. They knew each other so well. Connor grunted and shot, and his lover’s familiar scent filled his nostrils.
He grabbed Connor’s hips, dragging them harder together. It was his turn, and he needed to come, to empty his balls.
“Yeah. Take what you need, cowboy. All of it.” Connor’s words were rough and breathless.
“Need you. Fuck, darlin’. I’m on fire.” And it wasn’t the hot water.
“Yeah?” Connor turned around and moved him back against the shower wall before slipping to his knees, where he was soaked by the rain showerhead. Water splashed over Connor’s shoulders as that fucking clever tongue slid up the length of his cock and drove through his slit.
That was all he needed. Just that single, wild touch, and Early was shooting, his entire body bucking.
Connor looked up at him with glassy-eyed satisfaction as he striped Connor’s chest, though the milky ribbons were washed away almost instantly by the shower.
“Fuck. Best. Shower. Ever.” He sat on the shower seat and drew Connor up into his lap.
“It’s incredible.” Connor nuzzled his ear and kissed his neck. “Maybe I’ll just move in here.”
“Mmhmm…you would miss the new mattress then.” And that would be a shame.
“I’ll split my time then. Wherever you are, that’s where I’ll be.” Connor’s kiss was full of gentle love, the kind that lasts longer than a shower or a good night’s sleep.
“Mmm…ditto.” He got some shampoo and started lathering up Connor’s hair, fingertips digging in and massaging.
Connor leaned into his touch. “The boys are going to be up bright and early, they’re so excited to be here.”
“That’s cool. You can sleep in. You’ve earned it.”
Connor scrubbed him too and the smell of lovemaking was washed away, replaced by Irish Spring. “We’ll see. I don’t want to…” Connor shook his head. “You know, miss anything.”
“I want to show you all of it. I want to make you breakfast and show you how the pool is coming and show you all the new horses.”
“I can’t wait.” Connor shut the water off. “Honestly. I’ve been looking forward to it. And it’s all the boys talked about the whole last week of school.”
“I just thought about you and our boys. I want to sleep in our bed.”
“Take me to bed, then.” Connor handed him a towel, fingers grazing his cock as they moved away. “We’ll snuggle a while, and then maybe I’ll let you fuck me in our bed too.”
“You do know how to make a man happy, darlin’.” Balls to bones.
They left the towels in the bathroom and wandered toward their big, new bed hand in hand. “It’s not hard to make you happy; we were meant for each other.”
“Yes.” He kissed Connor’s hand. “House, turn the lights to twenty percent blue.”
“House? What?” Connor turned in a circle as the lights dimmed and cast the room in a soft blue light. “Oh my god. Did you put that in?”
“Uh-huh. And the full-house music system. And the smart kitchen and vacuum.”
“Okay. I bet the vacuum is fucking cool.” Connor grinned at him and climbed into bed. “Is this what ridiculously rich people do with their money?”
“This is what Rick started with his money, and that was before the crazy amount of insurance…”
Connor reached for him. “I don’t even know what a smart kitchen is. Does it cook dinner for you?”