He closed the case and rose. “Don’t keep me waiting, sailor.” He gave me a sultry smile and sauntered down the hallway.
Miss Su followed me into the kitchen, and once I’d put her bowls down on the floor, I took a quick look around. The oven had been turned off, and the roasting pan was sitting in the sink, the apricot, port, and balsamic sauce a gummy mess. Scattered bits of bone and skin were also in the sink. Wills must have run the hens down the disposal. He’d said he’d driven down to Williamsburg to see Michael’s parents, but what time had he gotten home on Wednesday?
Oh well. We could go shopping for another pair of game hens for dinner later.
I drizzled some Palmolive into the pan and filled it with hot water, leaving it to soak.
“Amuse yourself, okay, Miss Su? Poppa and Daddy are gonna catch up on all the sleep we missed.”
When I walked into the bedroom, Wills was lying stretched out on the bed, naked and hard.
“I thought we were going to get some sleep first.” I made sure the door was shut behind me. We didn’t need Miss Su joining us in a replay of the day he’d left four weeks before.
“We’ve got plenty of time, and I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
“Okay, I’ll just get the lube…”
“Already ready, babe.” He pulled his legs back toward his chest, and I could see the sheen of lubricant between his ass cheeks.
“Oh, baby!” I tore off my clothes, wanting nothing so much as to jump on him and bury my cock in his ass, but I approached the bed slowly. He deserved care and consideration.
“Don’t keep me waiting, Theo.” He pulled me down onto him, arched up, and my cock slid past the tight ring of muscle that guarded his opening and into him like it was coming home.
The velvety heat, the sensation of his snug channel clenching around me rhythmically, without the buffer of a condom…
I groaned, shuddered, and bit down on his shoulder, careful not to break the skin.
He groaned, shivered, and locked his ankles high around my waist, rocking to meet each thrust, his moans and whimpers a love song to my ears.
Braced on my hands and knees, I eased back until just the crown of my cock was in him, then drove forward, brushing past his prostate.
Wills kneaded my shoulder with the fingers of one hand, while the fingertips of the other lightly scratched the back of my neck. His eyes, filled with passion, were fastened on mine, and he drew a hand down my chest, squeezing and rubbing my nipples.
I reached for his cock, but I’d no sooner touched him then he made a sound low in his throat and began coming. That was all it took to set me off. I slammed into him hard, one last time, and stilled as I filled him with my semen.
“Oh God, Theo! You…It’s…Ahhh!” He shivered and a few final drops of come spurted from his cock.
I leaned forward, ran my tongue over his lips, and settled on them for a deep, satisfying kiss.
“I love you, Theo,” he whispered when I finally drew back, panting lightly.
“I love you, Wills.” I was starting to soften, and automatically I grabbed for the base of my cock to keep the condom from spilling its contents.
“Don’t have to do that anymore, babe.” His words were drowsy. He unlocked his ankles and lowered his legs, groaning as the pressure on his hips eased.
“No, we don’t, do we?” I sank down on him. “Wanna go to sleep this way?”
“You bet. Wanna wake up this way too.”
“For the rest of our lives,” I promised.
His arms tightened around me. “If I wasn’t already, I’d be your slave for life.”
“You sweet talker, you.” I caught the top sheet with my toes, dragged it to within reach, and pulled it over us, and in a matter of seconds we were asleep.
We woke to the sound of scratching at the bedroom door. “Miss Su doesn’t usually do that,” Wills mumbled. He stretched, undulating his body beneath me.
I raised my head, peered at the clock, and blinked. “It’s a quarter to seven already?”
“A. m. or p. m?”
I squinted at the small lettering and said, “P. m. Miss Su must be starved.”
“Poor kitty.”
“Are you going to feed her?”
“No.”
“Mind if I ask why not?”
“Two reasons. Number one, she’s your kitten.”
“Oh, really? I seem to remember you wrestling with me to see who gets to cuddle her. And that reminds me…” He started laughing. “What?”
“That was just an excuse to get my hands on you.” He palmed my ass cheek.
“Yeah? Cool. But don’t think you can distract me. I have a bone to pick with you.”
“Do you?” His smile was so innocent that I knew he was up to something. He slid his hand between us and squeezed my cock. “This bone?”
My hips jerked, driving my cock forward into his grip, and I groaned and dropped my forehead to his. “No.” I nipped his nose. “Not gonna work, hotshot. I had to take her to the vet alone.”
“You took her to the vet? What was wrong?”
“To get her spayed, Matheson.”
“Oh. I was away for that, wasn’t I?”
I cuffed his shoulder. “Yes, you were. I had to do it all by myself.”
“But she came through it okay, didn’t she?”