It would be more believable without the chuckles.
“I meant after we got out of bed.” He pinched Early’s nipple, then bent and soothed it with his tongue.
“Uh-huh. So hard.” Early wasn’t really listening; he was feeling with his whole soul, and Connor loved that about him.
“I know, honey.” He visited the other nipple with his teeth, and Early grunted, grabbing his head and pulling him closer.
“Fuck me, that’s hot.”
Of course it was; that was why he did it. Reducing Early to a horny caveman was one of his great joys in life. He found Early’s cock and stroked it slowly, teasing. “Hmm. We haven’t done that in this shower yet.”
“Uh-huh…wanna?” Early’s face went slack, and his hips rocked up, driving toward his touch.
“Uh-huh.” He looked around the shower. He turned around and offered Early his ass, tucking both hands behind his head and putting on a little show. “That what you want, cowboy?”
“It’s always what I want, darlin’.” Early didn’t miss a beat. Those slick fingers pressed inside him without a hint of hesitation.
“Fuck.” He reached out suddenly, both hands scrabbling on the shower wall to brace himself. “Fuck, Early.”
“Uh-huh.” Biting little kisses covered his upper back, making his toes curl.
Early knew every damn sensitive spot he had, inside and out and he couldn’t stop his moan. He pushed back offering more skin for those lips to devour.
Those fingers kept pushing, driving into him, sending him soaring. He arched back, never too self-conscious to ride, whether it was Early’s fingers or his prick.
When Early’s touch disappeared, he gasped, searching for it again, but Early went and sat on the solid shower seat, slicking his cock.
“That’s pretty.” Pretty was a playful understatement. The way Early handled his own wood was the hottest thing ever. Connor shifted to lean over his husband, one hand braced on the wall. “Pretty, fat cock. All for me.”
“Every inch, darlin’.” Early drew him closer. “Want you to ride me.”
“I’m ready for you. This way, or that?” He twisted one way and then the other. Facing, or a better view of his ass? “Either way it’s yours, you stud of a cowboy.”
“I want to be able to kiss you, darlin’. Load on.”
“You think you’re that hot Harley you’re gonna buy me, huh?” He made the best show he could out of straddling Early and reached back to get hold of the slick cock that was waiting for him. “Great big motor humming between my knees.” They both got off on a slow burn entry, so he took his time taking Early in, lowering himself little by little.
“Uh-huh. Going to rub againstyour tight little ass while we ride. Gonna be so hot, darlin’.” Early watched him like he was the hottest human alive. How could that little fuck Ian think for a second that Early’s heart wasn’t taken?
“Hotter than this?” He sank until his ass met Early’s thighs, offering Early a satisfied groan. “I don’t believe it.”
“Nothing is hotter than this. Ever.” Early drew him right in for a hard, happy kiss.
Damn right. He stayed still, capturing Early’s cock until Early moaned and cursed and he couldn’t stand it another second. When he started to move their groans of relief echoed off the tiled walls. It might have been funny if he wasn’t so fucking desperate.
Early held his hips, encouraging him to move, to ride him.
He rose up and sank down, quickly picking up the pace. Connor wasn’t feeling patient, he was chasing what he needed and making sure to take Early along with him.
Early’s face was an expression of need, of pure hunger that pulled at the corners of his mouth. “Come on, darlin’. Show me how good it is.”
He nodded and curled his fingers around Early’s nape for balance, shifting so Early’s prick stroked just the right spot. “Yes, fuck! So good. Fuck, honey.”
Early nodded, lighting him up over and over, totally focused on making him shoot, driving him crazy. He tossed his head back and sucked in air, showing off a little and letting Early push him right to the edge.
One hand wrapped around the tip of his cock, palming the head and working his slit. Pure electricity shot through him, and his entire body tightened.
“Again, again…” But he didn’t need another push; he was right there. He pushed up into Early’s hand and stars erupted behind his eyelids as he shot.