Page 55 of At His Wife's Behest

He lifted his legs higher, opening himself for Connor. Spreading some of the slick lube from his cock to his hole, he sank a finger inside, imploring for Connor to take over with a longing glance. He didn’t have to wait long. After pouring more lube into his palm, Connor slid a finger inside against Kellan’s, adding girth to the thrusts.

Minutes after they’d started, Kellan whimpered, needing more than fingers to fill his hole.

“Condoms?” Connor asked softly.

Kellan’s eyes widened. “I don’t have any.”

Connor winced.

“I don’t have any diseases. I was tested a couple of years ago, but I’ve not been with anyone but you since,” Kellan stated.

“My last test was a few months ago, and I was clear. There was another after it, but never without a condom.”

Kellan fought the instant stab of jealousy that hit his chest. “Someone you’re still with?”

“No,” Connor replied, a hint of a smile on his lips. “I’m single and unattached.”

Kellan had no rights to be jealous. They’d made no promises to one another. But he wanted to be Connor’s only… and was willing to offer the same.

“Well, Iwasunattached,” Connor corrected.

Kellan blanched. “Oh…”

“I’m yours now,” Connor whispered. “As much as you’re mine.”

A smile spread across his lips, unbidden. “I guess that makes you my boyfriend.” Kellan winced. It sounded so cheesy yet made him ridiculously happy. He’d never had a boyfriend before and suddenly felt like a teenager again.

“That’s right, boyfriend,” Connor replied.

“Then you’d best fuck me and make it official,” Kellan told him.

“Uncovered?”

“If you’re sure, I trust you,” Kellan replied.

Connor held his stare, hunger burning in his eyes. He pressed the head of his bare cock to Kellan’s tight bud and slowly sank inside. Kellan gasped at the invasion, skin against skin. He’d not expected the heat of the contact without protection and hissed at the intensity it produced.

Once linked, Connor rode him hard, just the way he liked it. Writhing in the sheets, he took his lover into him, their bodies truly connected. They rocked together, both seeking absolution and soon finding it. Connor’s seed blasted deep within, coating his insides, as he came between them, marking their bellies with cum.

Sleep tangled them both after. On the night went, making love and then falling asleep in one another’s arms. The following morning, Kellan awoke to find Connor frowning over his cellphone.

“What’s wrong?”

Connor’s head whipped to his. “The news broke. We’re on the front page of the TMZ website.” He twisted his phone to show Kellan.

Kellan read the headline. Homophobic Senator’s Son Caught Kissing Handsome Hunk. He laughed under his breath. “Well, the shithashit the fan, Hunk.” He focused on Connor, noting the concern in the man’s eyes. “I’m sorry.”

Connor shrugged. “The torment will be worth the pleasure at the end, hmm?”

Kellan grinned, but it soon faded. “What will you do if you lose your jobs?”

“No idea.”

Kellan sat up. “It might be best to homeschool Abigail for a while, until this mess blows over. If they fire you, perhaps we can hire you to teach her here at home.”

“I don’t need a pity job. I’ll manage.”

“It’s no pity job. You’re an amazing teacher. Abigail loves you.” Kellan tilted his head. “And this is all my fault. I’d like to make it right.”

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