Page 20 of You Are Cordially Invited

I might’ve been embarrassed at how little time it took to get there, but Cam so often did that to me: a look as foreplay, a few touches to juice me up, a dirty word, a command, and a few thrusts and that was it. Hang my dick up to dry and go to sleep.

And there I was again. My dick squeezed between our bodies, the friction guaranteed with every thrust, and then I was there.

Still thrusting, he sat back a bit so he could watch me come apart in his hands, and I idly wondered why he bothered. I came apart in my heart every damn day I saw him.

“Yeah. Just like that.” He held my gaze as I arched and shot between us, shuddering with the aftershocks. Then he leaned forward and held my gaze as he shuttled in and out a few more times before I felt his cock swell in my arse and explode with a hot gush.

He grunted through the waves of pleasure before collapsing on top of me, his arms falling at his sides as my legs slid to the sheets.

“Holy crap.” He breathed against my chest in short, sharp gasps. “That was fucking amazing.” He lifted his head and kissed his way across my chest. “I may need an ibuprofen or six, though. My headache just pulled back into town with a few of its mates. But damn, baby, that was worth it.”

He rolled to the side, his softening cock sliding free as his hand reached between my legs so he could gently stuff a finger in my hole as his spill ran out. He was such a sap.

“Come here.” I slid an arm under his neck and pulled him tight against me, boneless and sated. “I fucking love you, Cameron Wano.”

He nuzzled his nose into my armpit and licked it as his finger continued to gently slide in and out of my hole. “Just as well, Reuben Taylor.”

We lay quiet for a long time and I guessed that Cam was exactly where I was—enjoying the peaceful interlude while avoiding the inevitable re-entry into the ongoing circus that seemed to be our life together.

It was me who gave in first.

“So.” I wiped the drying come from our bellies and shuffled onto my side so I could see his face. He tensed, appearing wary and unsure. It was a look I hadn’t seen for a long time, and it took me a few seconds to get my head around it. “A baby, huh? When exactly were you going to tell me?”

He sighed with the weight of a thousand suns. “I deserve all of that. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything, but I didn’t want you to feel pressured, and I didn’t know the whole story, and we’d already talked about leaving expanding our family until later when you were retired, and you know how Mum is about family stuff, and—”

“Shh.” I pressed a finger to his lips. “I understand all of that, but we do things together, right?”

He nodded. “I know, I know. I fucked up. I’m glad you ignored me and came anyway.”

“Hey.” I tipped his chin up. “I meant everything I said just before, and I’m hoping you did too. Our little family is good just as it is, right? We’re good as we are, too. So we’ve got this either way. There’s nothing to lose here. Yes, I know your mum would love this to happen, but it’s our decision, not hers. And we have Cory to think about. That’s why we’re not going to rush this.”

Cam rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. “That’s the hardest thing about all of this. Cory is so much more flexible and social than he was; the change has been amazing. But he still needs us and his routines to get through the day, the month, his life. I don’t want to jeopardise his progress by adding a baby. Could we still give him what he needs if we did that?”

Right.That told me a lot.

I took a second to digest what he’d said and hadn’t said and to make sure how I felt. Then I cupped his jaw and turned his face to mine.

“Question for you.”

He frowned and kissed me on the lips. “Shoot.”

“If it weren’t for Cory—”

“But we can’t—”

“Shush, hear me out.”

He mock-zipped his lips.

“If it weren’t for Cory, what would your thoughts be about this baby?”

“Still a bit worried,” he admitted, and I loved him just that much more for his honesty.

“Okay then, list them off,” I said.

He sucked in a breath and blew it out slowly as he thought. “Your rugby career takes up a heap of time and you’re away a lot. It would be a shame for you to miss out on all the fun things as the baby grew. And I wouldn’t want them to miss out on their amazing Pappy, either.” He fired me a loving look that crashed around in my chest like a tender explosion.

Oh, my heart.

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