Ace unfastened Colton’s belt, taking hold of the waistband of his pants and boxer briefs. He lifted his gaze and arched an eyebrow. “You’d also appreciate me not picking up an ax.”
Colton didn’t hesitate. “Absolutely.” He lifted his hips, and Ace snickered, pulling his pants and underwear down, stopping only long enough to remove Colton’s shoes and socks. With his clothes on the floor, Ace cupped Colton’s ass and tugged him forward.
“That’s okay. I have something long and hard right in front of me that I’d much rather hold.” He wrapped a hand around his husband’s hard length, making him jump. Before Colton could reply, Ace swallowed him down.
With a stifled curse, Colton punched his hips and slipped his fingers into Ace’s hair. He closed his eyes and released a low, sultry moan as Ace lavished all his attention on making Colton writhe with need. There was nothing Ace loved more than the taste of his husband. Three years into their marriage and Ace still couldn’t get enough. He dug his fingers into Colton’s hips when a squeeze to his shoulder had him pulling back.
“Come up here,” Colton said, his voice husky.
Ace didn’t need to be told twice. He quickly undressed while Colton removed the rest of his clothes. Naked, Ace climbed onto the bed, crawling over his beautiful man. The only sounds were of their panting breaths and the fire crackling in the expansive fireplace across the spacious room. Through the windows they could see the snow fall, and the white-capped mountains off in the distance. It occurred to Ace then that it had been too long since they’d had a romantic getaway.
“I love you so much,” Colton murmured against Ace’s lips, making his heart swell.
“I love you too.” Ace kissed a trail across Colton’s body, moving from his neck to his torso, caressing every inch of smooth skin as he went. “Supplies?”
“My toiletry bag in the bathroom.”
Ace popped a kiss on Colton’s lips. “Be right back.” He hurried to the bathroom and grabbed the bottle of lube from Colton’s bag, pausing at the door and leaning against the frame when he spotted Colton lying on his side, head propped on his elbow. He’d been watching Ace walk away. “You staring at my ass?”
Colton snickered. “I mean, it’s a really nice ass.”
“Nice?Nice? Clearly, you didn’t take a good enough look.” Ace walked backward to the bed, laughing when Colton grabbed him and pulled him onto the king-size mattress. He rolled over Ace and kissed him.
“Did I say nice? I meant gorgeous. Stunning. A work of art.”
Ace hummed. “That’s more like it.” He rolled Colton onto his back, their kiss going from sweet to heated as Ace uncapped the lube. Nipping at Colton’s neck, he let out a growl. “You are so damned sexy.” He’d planned on taking his time prepping Colton, delivering sweet torture, but Colton had him revved up and desperate. He needed to be inside Colton, and from the pleading his husband was doing, he needed Ace inside him just as badly.
Their tongues tangled as they kissed, and Ace readied Colton, using one finger then two to stretch him, soaking in every moan and gasp that came from Colton. When his husband was practically vibrating beneath him, Ace lined himself up. Carefully, he pushed in until he was buried deep inside Colton’s tight heat. He laced their fingers together and started moving slowly at first, but like always, they quickly found their rhythm, their bodies moving together as one. Despite Colton being a few inches taller than Ace, they fit perfectly.
“Ace,” Colton pleaded, his fingers digging into the muscles of Ace’s back, prompting Ace to punch his hips, the sound of Colton’s groan was music to his ears. He slipped one hand under Colton’s left thigh and lifted his leg so he could thrust in deeper. His groin smacked against Colton’s ass as he picked up his pace.
Face flushed, hair messy, and wet lips parted and swollen from kissing, Colton was the very picture of sex. Ace was so damned gone he thought he might fall apart. He pulled back enough to prop himself on his hands, giving him the leverage he needed to thrust deep and hard. Colton reached down between them, palming his stiff cock and jerking himself as Ace lost whatever rhythm he’d had. His orgasm rolled through, exploding inside him until he saw stars, and he cried out, cursing loudly as he spilled himself inside Colton.
Colton’s muscles tensed, and liquid heat spilled between them, making Ace groan. He lay half on and half off Colton, the two of them trying to catch their breaths. Ace kissed Colton’s temple, his leg wrapped around Colton’s. It was scary sometimes, knowing how much he loved Colton. He’d never loved anyone like this before.
Ace forced himself to get up before they could get stuck together—or his thoughts could run away with him.
“How about we make use of that fancy shower in there?”
“But that means I have to move,” Colton grumbled, eyes closed. “Counterproposal. We stay here and fall asleep.”
“Counter counterproposal. We shower, kiss some more, put on those ridiculously plush robes, and then get into bed and watch TV. I’ll even go downstairs and make you some hot cocoa.”
Colton hummed.
“Well?”
“I’m thinking about it.”
“Or,” Ace said, getting out of bed. “I can carry you.”
Colton scrambled out of bed. “I’m up.”
“Geez, you drop your husbandone time, and suddenly, he doesn’t trust you to carry him anymore.”
Colton shook his head. “You were supposed to carry me across the threshold, not drop me on my ass.”
“Maybe you’re forgetting the part where a freakingiguanalanded on my head.” Ace narrowed his eyes. “That little bastard sat there, lying in wait for me, and then just when I opened the door with you in my arms, he made his move, andbam!”
