Page 53 of Will & Patrick's Endless Honeymoon
“Mmmngh.” Will spreads his thighs, hoping Patrick will play with his hole, and sets his attention on Patrick’s pleasure.
Musky and tender, Patrick’s asshole twitches against Will’s tongue as he screws determinedly past the tight ring of muscle. Patrick shoves his ass back, pulling off Will’s cock to gasp for air before diving back down again.
With wet heat on his groin and Patrick’s sweet hole under his lips, Will wallows in the scents and sounds of their lovemaking. The water below laps, breaks, and crashes against the land.
After bringing Will close to climax twice, Patrick pulls away, sits up, and grabs the small backpack he brought from the room. The tube of lube is nearly gone after the week they’ve had, but there’s enough to swipe a gob over his open, saliva-wet asshole, and then dribble some over the head of Will’s cock.
Patrick tops more often than not—it’s the way they both prefer. But Will loves that when Patrick wants to be fucked he justgoes for it.
He’s no different now.
Straddling Will’s hips, he reaches down and guides Will inside, his head dropping back, mouth hanging open, and a groan of pain mixed with pleasure rolling out of his throat.
Will moans too. As his cock sinks into Patrick’s tight heat, Will admires his husband. He runs his hands up Patrick’s thighs, over his lean stomach, and up to his sparse chest hair.
The filtered sunlight glistens over Patrick’s body, shining gold and red in his auburn hair. The wind keeps his skin cool to the touch, and Will’s not sure if it’s the breeze or his light touch that raises goosebumps along Patrick’s flesh.
“C’mere,” he whispers, reaching up to tangle his fingers into Patrick’s hair and guide him down into a kiss.
The slap of their skin together, the wet exploration of their tongues, and the tight heat of where they’re joined melds with the sea air and cries of gulls in an easy, lazy fuck, until Will rolls Patrick onto his back and drives into him hard enough to guarantee Patrick sees stars.
Patrick grunts, his fingers scrambling against Will’s sweaty back, sliding down to grip handfuls of ass cheek. “Make me come.”
Will buries his face in Patrick’s neck, licking the salt from his skin and kissing behind his ear. Patrick whimpers and wriggles a hand between them, taking hold of his hard cock and jerking himself rapidly.
Will doesn’t slow his thrusts as Patrick’s spare, trim form tightens beneath him, and his breathing grows strained with effort. He plunges his cock into the hotness of Patrick’s body again and again, watching avidly as Patrick’s eyes shift in and out of focus.
Patrick’s freckles stand out on his red cheeks. His muscles go taut, and his eyes fly open wide. He stares up at Will with a fragile vulnerability that cuts through to Will’s heart every time, and then he groans, come spurting between them as he comes apart.
Wrapping his arms tightly around Patrick’s trembling body, Will pumps hard until his own climax sweeps over him. He comes deep inside Patrick, heart overflowing with tenderness and love.
Patrick slowly risesoff Will’s cock and flops onto his back next to him, the wind making him shiver as the sweat is wicked from his body and into the Hawaiian air. His thighs shake, and his asshole twinges from the rough use.
“One thing I always say about you, Will Patterson.” He reaches out to join their hands. “You’re a great fuck.”
Glistening with sweat and come, Will pants out, “You ‘always say’ that about me, huh? To who?”
“Anyone who’ll listen.”
Will laughs, his eyes scrunching up adorably. Patrick frowns at his own mental description. He’s always extra-mushy after he’s been fucked. It’s a thing.
“I should be horrified because that’s probably true,” Will murmurs.
“Itistrue! All of it.” Patrick praises Will’s sex skills every chance he gets. After all, Will spent far too many years being shamed for one of his greatest gifts. “You’re amazing in bed. The best I’ve ever had.”
“You know I’m always glad to hear it,” Will teases, poking Patrick in the ribs until he barks in laughter. The curtains flap around them. “But you don’t have to tell everyone!”
Moving away from Will’s finger, Patrick disagrees. “Yes, I do. It keeps the doctor chasers away.”
“Oh yeah? Doctor chasers?”
“Every hospital has some and being gay doesn’t make me exempt.”
Will’s brows lift curiously. “And what do these doctor chasers say when informed of my out-of-this-world bedroom skills?”
“They usually offer to show me how they can outshine you,” Patrick grumbles. “They really don’t know how to take no for an answer. Not until I make them cry, anyway.”
“You’d do that even if they weren’t offering to suck your dick.”
