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It was the single most arousing thing Seamus had ever seen, and he shouted in relief as pure pleasure pulsed through his entire body and he came deep inside his husband.
“Oh my God.” He grasped DJ’s head and tugged him forward until their lips met. “Oh my God.” He kissed his mouth, his cheek, his eyelids, his forehead, and then he held him tightly, cradling him against his chest. “I’m so glad I found you.” Tears filled his eyes, the connection between them overwhelming. “I love you, DJ. I love you so much.”
Head tucked under Seamus’s chin, DJ dug his fingers into his biceps. “I love you too.”
Chapter 11
“It’s been two weeks. I have to go back to work.”
“No you don’t.” Seamus tightened his arms, which were wrapped around DJ’s back. “You have to stay here with me, just like this.”
“Neither of us can do our jobs if we’re naked in bed all day.” DJ lay on top of Seamus, his hands propped on his chin.
“We agreed you would stay away from your jobs until the sheriff gives you the all clear. And besides, I really, really enjoy being naked with you.” Seamus skimmed one hand down his back and over the swell of his ass. “I love your body, DJ.”
The movement caused DJ to shift just enough for Seamus’s spent cock to slip against his balls, and he stopped caring about anything outside of their bedroom. “The feeling’s mutual.” He moved his leg up and down, dragging his thigh over Seamus’s cock. Hard or soft, he wanted nothing more than to touch it and taste it. He was beautiful all over.
“I'm not being too rough with you, am I?” One long finger slid into his hole, caressing him inside. “I never want to hurt you.”
“Mmm.” He closed his eyes, the sensation both arousing and relaxing. “You feel amazing inside me. That never hurts.”
“It’s not too much for you?” Slowly, he added a second finger. “Taking it this often?”
Since the first night they’d slept together, Seamus had been insatiable. Even before then, he had been free with his touches, but once his walls came down, they crumbled into ash. Whenever they were at home, Seamus was all over him. Kissing him, caressing him, rubbing up against him, and, to his point, fucking him. When he had been alone, he had made good and frequent use of his dildo, but that had been nothing compared to living with his now voracious man. He was overjoyed.
“Definitely not too much.” He spread his legs and tilted his ass up. “I can take anything you want to give me. Anytime.” Seamus pressed against his gland and he trembled. “All the time.”
“C’mere.” With his free hand, Seamus tugged the back of his hair, lifting his head into position for a messy, wet kiss. “Can you come again?”
“Probably, but not for a while.” They’d fucked the night before and again when they woke up.
“I don’t mind taking my time.” Seamus spoke into his mouth, kissing him through the words while he slowly slid his fingers in and out of his body, gently stretching him. “You’re slick inside from me. Turns me on.”
“Or maybe it won’t take that long,” he realized. “You touch me just right.”
“Good. That’s what I want.” He rolled them over, keeping his fingers inside DJ, and rocked his hardening cock over DJ’s thigh.
“Need it in my mouth,” DJ rasped.
Seamus pressed their lips together and slid his tongue over DJ’s, kissing him deeply while continuing to peg his gland. “Come for me and I’ll give it to you.” With two fingers inside him, Seamus pressed his thumb against his perineum.
“Oh fuck, you’re a fast learner.” He thrust his hips up, seeking that touch.
“I pay attention to what matters.” Seamus brushed DJ’s sweat-damp hair off his forehead and gazed into his eyes. “You’re important to me.”
He knew that, felt it. That was why he had ultimately agreed to move in with Seamus permanently, why had put his clothes in Seamus’s closet instead of in the guest room. Why he now considered this man his husband in every sense of the word.
“I love you. You’re going to make me come again.”
Seamus dipped down and kissed him again, his hips working his cock against DJ’s leg and his fingers working their magic in his hole. Relentless in his goal, he rubbed and moaned and licked and pegged until DJ arched his back and groaned in satisfaction as he came.
“So beautiful.” Seamus slowed his fingers but stayed inside him for a few more seconds while he caught his breath. Hooded green eyes met his. “Still want it in your mouth?”
He shivered. “Yes.” He had always enjoyed tasting his sexual partners, but he didn’t get to do it often. Now, with Seamus, he found he craved it. “Please.”
Rising to his knees, Seamus flung one leg over him and kneeled above him, straddling his shoulders. He gazed down at DJ and stroked himself.
“Come here.” DJ hooked his hands around his ass and tugged him forward.
