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As though hearing my plea, he wrapped his lips around my girth and suckled, causing my hips to jolt upward.
“Ung,” I grunted an apology, too busy eating his ass and shoving saliva up inside him to vocalize the actual words.
Preston didn’t care—he took me deep, straight into his throat.
Holy fucking hell, this man.
I bruised his ass cheeks with my fingertips before I was done readying him for my dick, but he didn’t make a complaint. A quick nip of my teeth on his plump flesh promised another bruise, his whimper satisfying that kinky part of me that enjoyed seeing my marks on his body.
He spun back around when we both neared the edge but paused, glancing over at the bedside table where we kept the baby’s monitor.
“He’s fine,” I said, holding his ass and rutting my aching, sopping wet dick up through his spit-slickened crack.
“I know.” He gave me his full attention, the hint of a twinkle in his eyes. “We’re about to fulfill another fantasy of mine.”
I raised an eyebrow, lifting his hips so I could notch against his pucker. “What’s that?”
“Fucking my husband while our child sleeps.” He shoved down, filling himself with my dick.
“Preston,” I choked on his name, grabbing his face and yanking him against my chest. “Jesus—fucking love you so goddamn much.”
“You made all my dreams come true,” he whispered against my mouth, moving in a way that was going to have me blowing my load in under sixty seconds. “It’s always been you.”
“Same, baby—fuck I’m gonna come already.”
“Good.” He clenched his ring around me and nipped at my lower lip. “I want every drop.”
“Need you to come,” I thrust upward, my pulse thrumming in time with the throb in my balls.
“After you finish in my ass, I’m going to straddle your thick chest and feed you my dick.”
“Fuck!” I stabbed upward into his tight ass, my teeth gritted to keep from shouting.
“I can feel you—fuck, Drake.” Preston gasped, rutting away on my dick. “I can feel you pulsing inside me. Oh fuck, I’m gonna?—”
Wet heat spurted between our stomachs, and Preston shuddered, his ass milking me dry.
We both heaved for breath, and he huffed a laugh. “Well shit, there goes that fantasy.”
“We have a lifetime, baby,” I murmured, my body ready to crash, but I stroked my hands up and down his back as euphoric tingles continued to race beneath my skin.
Sighing, Preston snuggled against my chest, not caring about the spunk between us and leaking around my dick still buried in his sweet ass.
“Could die a happy man,” he muttered, his voice on the verge of sleep.
“Let me take care of you first,” I whispered, kissing his hair.
He hummed an agreement and didn’t argue when I slid him off me. Sprawled on his back, eyes closed, he smiled with satisfied. Pink flushed his freckled cheeks, down his neck, and across his chest.
So. Goddamned. Beautiful.
My eyes stung from the overwhelming love I felt for him, but I forced myself to turn away and grab a wet towel from the bathroom.
He hadn’t moved by the time I returned, nor did he made a noise when I cleaned him up.
My husband had fucked himself into a quick coma on my dick.
Grinning like a fool, I climbed onto the bed behind him, covered us up, and cradled him against me. A heavy exhale sagged me into the mattress, and I glanced at the monitor.
