something to tell you… Max…next Thursday we get to pick him up and bring him home.”
Jack blinked up at him. “Really? They’re not going to track down my tenth grade teacher to find out why I flunked science?” He was joking, but Riley could see the concern in Jack’s expression.
“No more of their shit, no,” Riley confirmed. “Dad says this is it. Just over a week and it’ll be six of us.”
Jack stepped back and glanced down the corridor at the plastic that blocked the way to the other addition that was for when Max arrived.
“They haven’t laid the floor yet, and Eden said the bed was on order, but there was a problem with it, and what about the nanny, we need to tell Carol that—”
Riley cut off Jack’s concerns with a kiss, and gently he encouraged his strong husband back into their bedroom. Very deliberately he pushed the door closed then crossed and closed the drapes.
“Hayley’s out, the twins are asleep, we have a spare half hour, and we have celebrating to do.”
Jack got with the program and tugged Riley toward him to carry on with the kissing. Riley loved nothing more than hugging and kissing and loving on Jack, so this was just bliss.
“You realize when Eli and Robbie move out… Liam goes from camping out to the apartment… And Carol is here… We could get back out to our barn,” Riley said between kisses.
Jack twisted so he was lying on top of Riley. The weight of his husband on him was perfect. “It’s been too long.”
“We’ll have to make do with a comfortable bed,” Riley teased. He didn’t mean it for one minute, what happened in their barn was the most explosive sex he’d ever experienced. “I couldn’t walk properly for days after our last time,” he added.
Jack kissed him. “I’m just that good, het-boy.”
Riley chuckled and curled his hands into Jack’s dark hair, the layers enough for Riley to bury his fingers deep and twist into the strands. Guiding Jack down, they kissed and allowed the heat between them to spark a fire.
Jack finally rolled off from his perfect position and pushed off his clothes until he was naked while Riley watched it all.
“You’re overdressed.” Jack smirked.
“I like the view,” Riley insisted. Jack reached down and circled his cock with a knowing smile on his face. A few strokes and he deliberately arched into the move. Riley swallowed at the sight of his lover pleasuring himself. He wanted to watch every line of Jack’s body as he was coming, the look of completion on his face, the way each muscle strained, the noises Jack made when he was losing his mind. But then, he wanted Jack inside him—he’d been thinking about it all day.
“How long you gonna look?” Jack drawled. “I haven’t been anywhere near your ass for three days. I’m likely to last about ten seconds.” He was smirking, but Riley didn’t want to take the risk of not believing what Jack was telling him. There was no way he was wasting a single second now of Jack hard and ready. He stripped and rummaged in the drawer of the bedside cabinet before holding a brand new lube aloft in celebration. Bouncing on the bed as easily as he could with his large frame, he arranged himself to show off all his best assets and waited.
Jack’s firm grip on his own cock was a little erratic, and his breathing was heavier.
“Gorgeous,” Jack murmured.
Riley wriggled down a little, then fought with the lid of the lube and the small silver foil cap inside. He cursed the manufacturers who decided that another level of hell had to be passed before he could get slick on his fingers. Finally his hand was wet and slippery, and Jack kneeled on the side of the bed. They never spoke of who was going to do what; they showed in action what each other needed. Riley stared directly into Jack’s stunning blue eyes as he curled over and began to stroke his hole, starting the stretch.
“Fuck. Riley,” Jack whispered. He moved forward a little in between Riley’s
Jack blinked up at him. “Really? They’re not going to track down my tenth grade teacher to find out why I flunked science?” He was joking, but Riley could see the concern in Jack’s expression.
“No more of their shit, no,” Riley confirmed. “Dad says this is it. Just over a week and it’ll be six of us.”
Jack stepped back and glanced down the corridor at the plastic that blocked the way to the other addition that was for when Max arrived.
“They haven’t laid the floor yet, and Eden said the bed was on order, but there was a problem with it, and what about the nanny, we need to tell Carol that—”
Riley cut off Jack’s concerns with a kiss, and gently he encouraged his strong husband back into their bedroom. Very deliberately he pushed the door closed then crossed and closed the drapes.
“Hayley’s out, the twins are asleep, we have a spare half hour, and we have celebrating to do.”
Jack got with the program and tugged Riley toward him to carry on with the kissing. Riley loved nothing more than hugging and kissing and loving on Jack, so this was just bliss.
“You realize when Eli and Robbie move out… Liam goes from camping out to the apartment… And Carol is here… We could get back out to our barn,” Riley said between kisses.
Jack twisted so he was lying on top of Riley. The weight of his husband on him was perfect. “It’s been too long.”
“We’ll have to make do with a comfortable bed,” Riley teased. He didn’t mean it for one minute, what happened in their barn was the most explosive sex he’d ever experienced. “I couldn’t walk properly for days after our last time,” he added.
Jack kissed him. “I’m just that good, het-boy.”
Riley chuckled and curled his hands into Jack’s dark hair, the layers enough for Riley to bury his fingers deep and twist into the strands. Guiding Jack down, they kissed and allowed the heat between them to spark a fire.
Jack finally rolled off from his perfect position and pushed off his clothes until he was naked while Riley watched it all.
“You’re overdressed.” Jack smirked.
“I like the view,” Riley insisted. Jack reached down and circled his cock with a knowing smile on his face. A few strokes and he deliberately arched into the move. Riley swallowed at the sight of his lover pleasuring himself. He wanted to watch every line of Jack’s body as he was coming, the look of completion on his face, the way each muscle strained, the noises Jack made when he was losing his mind. But then, he wanted Jack inside him—he’d been thinking about it all day.
“How long you gonna look?” Jack drawled. “I haven’t been anywhere near your ass for three days. I’m likely to last about ten seconds.” He was smirking, but Riley didn’t want to take the risk of not believing what Jack was telling him. There was no way he was wasting a single second now of Jack hard and ready. He stripped and rummaged in the drawer of the bedside cabinet before holding a brand new lube aloft in celebration. Bouncing on the bed as easily as he could with his large frame, he arranged himself to show off all his best assets and waited.
Jack’s firm grip on his own cock was a little erratic, and his breathing was heavier.
“Gorgeous,” Jack murmured.
Riley wriggled down a little, then fought with the lid of the lube and the small silver foil cap inside. He cursed the manufacturers who decided that another level of hell had to be passed before he could get slick on his fingers. Finally his hand was wet and slippery, and Jack kneeled on the side of the bed. They never spoke of who was going to do what; they showed in action what each other needed. Riley stared directly into Jack’s stunning blue eyes as he curled over and began to stroke his hole, starting the stretch.
“Fuck. Riley,” Jack whispered. He moved forward a little in between Riley’s
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