Page 54 of Will & Patrick's Endless Honeymoon
“If they’d concentrate on their jobs, there’d be less tears all around.” He squeezes Will’s hand and shrugs. “I can’t help it if I’m hot as hell, but they really need to learn their place.”
“Nurses,” Will says, shaking his head with mirth.
“Speaking of nurses, your uncle thinks I’m banging Varun.”
Will’s eyebrows climb to his hairline. “Why does he think that?”
“Because I said some things to him about Varun being pretty. I was just trying to hook the poor guy up. When’s the last time Kevin got laid? A million years, I bet.”
“Let’s not talk about my uncle having sex.”
“We’re talking about himnothaving sex. Keep up, puddin’-pop.”
“Wrong. We’re not talking about him and sex at all. Okay? We’re in Hawaii, naked by the side of the ocean. Let’s leave my uncle fully clothed in Healing where he belongs.”
“With the kids. While your mom and dad have a threesome with a stripper on our honeymoon. Oh, the mid-Western sweetness of it all.”
“It’s a fairy tale, this life we lead.” Will chuckles, his eyes shining brightly. “We really are an old married couple if this is our pillow talk.”
“Now you’re the wrong one. Old married couples’ pillow talk is stuff like, ‘Get butter at the store,’ and ‘Don’t forget to put on your adult diaper.’” He grins, a bubble of amusement in his chest. “Oh, the many joys we have to look forward to.”
“Sexy.”
“You know it.”
“Do you really want to grow old with me?” Will asks.
“Nah. I married you for your hot young ass and when it’s wrinkled I’m outta here.”
Will’s lips twist up in a small smile. “There was a time when hearing something like that from the man I loved would have terrified me. I’d have thought he meant it. But with you, I know you’re not going anywhere. Ever. You love me.”
“It’s really gross, and I don’t recommend the emotion to anyone with sense enough to avoid falling into it, but, yes. I do.”
Will motions at the streaks of come drying all over his stomach. “How do we clean this up before it dries in my pubic hair?”
“Like this.” Patrick leans over and licks along Will’s softly-defined abs, cleaning up the mess with his tongue. Will’s cock slowly rises again, his body shifting against the sheets and his legs spreading wide in invitation. Patrick sucks on two fingers and then slides them inside, laughing quietly when Will’s hips buck up and his skin flushes with renewed need.
“So how long do we have this bed?” Will gasps, squirming as Patrick nails his prostate.
“All afternoon.”
“Want to sixty-nine for a while?”
Patrick grins. “Why not? I’m all for sucking and fucking the rest of the day away.”
“Me too.” Will writhes on Patrick’s fingers and cries out softly.
The breeze and surf blends with the sounds and scents of their lovemaking until the sun starts to go down. Patrick’s heart is light and his body trembles with exhaustion by the time he shoots one last time into Will’s mouth.
Holding hands, they stroll back to their suite. Patrick’s legs shake slightly. “Room service,” he grunts. He doesn’t want to risk being strong armed into dining with Will’s parents. So what if they don’t make it to one of the extravagant luaus hosted on the resort. It’s a small price to pay for avoiding more drama.
“Definitely,” Will agrees. “Then let’s read.”
Patrick nods sharply. “Vampires, here I come.”
It wouldn’t be his life, though, if they made it back to their room without another brush with the unholy trinity.
“Will!” Kimberly calls out as they walk past the pool. She’s in a lounger next to Angelica, her cheeks flushed from sun and God-only-knows what else. Angelica’s tits are on display in a barely there bikini, and there are red marks on her neck. She waves excitedly at them. “Will come over here. I want to talk with you.”
