I flick the light off and quietly pad into the bedroom. Lake’s sprawled over my side of the bed. I smile when I look at him. He does that when I’m away. Gravitates toward me in his sleep, even though I’m not there.
I try to be as quiet as possible, but in the end, I wake him up anyway.
He lifts his head, all messy hair, sleepy gaze, and sleep-warm skin. He makes room for me and then immediately rolls back against me once I’m settled.
“I didn’t mean to wake you,” I whisper.
“Yeah. Bad, bad husband,” he murmurs back while he plants a kiss on the corner of my mouth, hand already roaming over my pecs. “Now you have to make it up to me.”
“Oh, no.” I roll us over swiftly, so that I’m on top of him. “This will be torture.”
He laughs, still with that soft sleepiness in his tone, and stretches while I start kissing his neck.
He throws his leg around my hips and arches against me, hard body and soft skin. My dick bumps against his as if in greeting.Nice to see you. Where’ve you been?
I slide my tongue into Lake’s mouth, and he melts against me, opening up. He holds on to me tightly, hips rocking against mine, and the kiss grows hot and wet and wild.
I swallow his moans, and he drinks down my gasps.
My fingers find his cock and wrap around it. It’s all so familiar. Lake. My Lake. Thick and fiery hot and silky smooth.
Lake starts to fuck into my fist almost as soon as my hand closes around him.
What starts as sleepy and soft quickly turns into voracious, fast, and desperate. Lake shoves his dick into my grip to the soundtrack of the vicious beat of my heart in my chest. The headof his cock pushes against mine and the contact makes my brain hazy with lust.
I let go of him, and Lake lets out a cry of protest, but I’m already moving lower until I can take him in my mouth. I go all in at once, sucking him, hard and wet. My lips stretch around his cock, and I wrap my fingers around the base.
I suck, and my cheeks hollow. Lake’s fingers grip my hair, and his hips push upward. He thrusts into my mouth, first experimentally, testing the waters. I grip his thigh.Yes. Do it. Fuck my mouth.
The wordless encouragement is all he needs.
He thrusts into my mouth. I shove his thighs wider apart, and he digs his heels into the mattress. I suck as hard as fast as I can, and the loud groans and gasps of pleasure that spill from Lake’s lips make my balls painfully tight.
It’s unbearably sexy the way he offers himself for me. The way he’s desperate for me to take him.
Lake’s heel digs into my back between my shoulder blades, and it urges me on until I’m practically choking on his dick, eyes watering, desperate to take all of what he’s giving. I want him deeper.
Garbled, wild noises escape my throat as I suck him. Lake’s watching me with his gaze burning hot. I cup one of his ass cheeks and hold him up as he thrusts into my mouth.
His fingers twist in my hair, and he pulls my head up.
His icy blue eyes are wild and desperate, and he only says one word.
“Please.”
I move up his body as fast as I can, while Lake also scrambles upward. He reaches blindly toward the bedside table and searches around until he gets his hands on the bottle of lube.
“C’mon, c’mon,” he mutters as he fumbles with the cap, voice wrecked and hoarse. He eventually manages and coats hisfingers until they’re shiny and wet. He turns on his side and prepares himself. The sight of his fingers disappearing in his ass is so fucking hot it makes me shiver with anticipation. He’s quick and methodical about it, working first one finger inside, then two. His cheeks are flushed, and his breaths are heavy and panting.
My dick hurts from how hard it is, but it’s the good kind of pain. I jerk myself a few times while I watch. Lake’s eyes almost glow as he takes me in.
“Need you,” he says, again with that edge of desperation in it.
He doesn’t have to say it twice.
I grab the lube and coat my dick.
Lake flips onto his stomach and turns his head so he can look at me. His eyes are heavy-lidded and hazy with desire.