“Yeah, I do remember telling you that you have a bad boy vibe with a 'good guy I can still take home to mom' look going for you,” Lucas said with a smile. “I can bet you corrupted a few women in your younger days.”
“Really?” Tucker stepped into his space. “Have I corrupted you, Lucas?”
“Oh, yes,” he moaned when his lover nipped his earlobe and backed him up against the wall, seeking out Tucker’s lips for more. He couldn’t get enough of the other man. He would have wrapped both of his arms around Tucker, but he had a tight grip on Zoi's hand.
They pulled apart when the elevator doors opened and got off, holding hands the entire time. Again, Lucas wondered why he was okay with things progressing so easily. They were finewith showingpublic displays of affection and Tucker didn’t seem to back away or down from things. He looked at his lover and soon-to-be husband; he was stronger than maybe he was giving himself credit for. Lucas could easily see himself falling in love with Tucker, again a thought that didn’t scare him.
* * *
“Two years ago,I’d closed my mind and heart off to letting someone else back in. I didn’t expect things would change that. Even with the uncertainties that we are going to face, I give you this ring as my promise to stand beside you through the good and the bad times. I want to face them with you by my side. To be your partner as well as your lover. To be the father of our children now and always.” He slipped the platinum band on Tucker's finger and looked up at him.
Lucas never thought he would ever get married by an Elvis impersonator, but he was, and it was perfect. The words he spoke came from his heart. There weren’t any whispered words of love, but the door was not closed on them falling in love with each other.
“I want to make a promise to you and Zoi.” They looked down at his daughter who was standing between them in her pink and white flowered dress Tucker had bought for her. Oddly behaving as if knowing the seriousness of what was going on. “I promise to be a good husband to you, and a father to our children. I’m not perfect and will make mistakes, but I promise to honor our vows and commitment to each other. To be there when you need me and to walk by your side always.” He slid a matching band onto Lucas’ finger then brought his hand to his lips, kissing the back of it. He kneeled and pulled out a black box from his suit pocket. “I know that you don’t understand anything I’m saying to you, Zoi. But I want to let you know that in a short time you’ve captured my heart and I want to be a parent to you that you can count on. One that will love you, no matter what happens between your dad and me and that I will always be your papa.”
He opened the box. Lucas gasped when Tucker pulled out a silver bracelet with the initials "Z.H.S." For Zoinida Hamilton Stevens and placed it on her wrist then pulled her into his arms. Her tiny arms wrapped around his neck as Tucker stood. Tucker touched his cheek gently, and that was when Lucas realized he was crying. Tucker leaned down and pressed their foreheads together. There was nothing else that needed to be said, they understood what they were doing, and everything would work out fine for them.
“Well,” Elvis said getting their attention, and they turned and looked at him. “If there’s nothing else to say, you may seal your commitment with a kiss.”
Lucas didn’t need to be told twice. He reached up and pressed their lips together, moaning at the first contact; he forgot everyone and everything losing himself in Tucker’s sweet kiss. Pouring emotions into it, that maybe he wasn’t aware of yet. Tiny hands on the back of his head reminded him of where they were, and he pulled back from their kiss. They looked at Zoi, and together they kissed her on either side of her cheeks, making her giggle.
“Congratulations, Mister and Mister . . .”
“Hamilton-Stevens,” they said together then looked at each other at how silly but in sync they were.
Yup, we are going to be fine.
* * *
Lucas landedon his back with Tucker falling on top of him, he wrapped his arms around his husband's neck as they kissed. He rolled Tucker onto his back and leaned back. He unbuttoned his shirt halfway then pulled it over his head throwing it to the floor. Tucker’s hands roamed over his chest pinching his sensitive nipples. He loved feeling Tucker’s hands on him. He reached and instead of unbuttoning his husband’s shirt with delicacy and finesse, he ripped it open not caring where the buttons went.
“Someone is eager.”
“Very,” he said bending down and capturing Tucker’s lips. “I want to be inside you so bad,” he whispered against his lips.
“Then have me, I’m yours now and always.”
After their short, sweet, and simple ceremony and all the papers were signed, making things legal, they’d gone out to dinner then back to their hotel where they got Zoi ready for bed. They finished undressing each other and Lucas couldn’t help but admire Tucker’s body. He’d never found another man sexy, but Tucker definitely caught his attention.
“Are you going to stare at me all night or rock my world?”
“Someone is cheeky tonight,” he commented getting in between Tucker’s legs.
His eyes continued to look all over his lover’s body, memorizing every perfection and flaw. Tucker's cock was hard and leaking as he lightly stroked it swiping his thumb at the angry-looking mushroom head. He licked his lips then leaned forward licking from the base of his shaft feeling the pulsing veins in his tongue before sucking Tucker’s cock into his mouth. He smiled around Tucker’s cock in his mouth when the other man moaned, pivoted his hips, and one of his hands grabbed onto the back of his head. He sucked more of Tucker’s cock into his mouth taking in as much as he could, considering the man’s girth and length.
“Yeah, suck me, baby.” Tucker removed his hand from his cock and grabbed on to the sides of Lucas' head stopping his movement. He moved his hips fucking Lucas’ mouth with his large cock. “Yeah, that’s it,” Tucker said, and his voice sounded deeper and huskier than he’d heard it before.
Lucas moaned as his mouth filled with saliva. As he relaxed his jaw, the more Tucker fucked his face. Tucker’s balls were slapping against his chin with each thrust of his hips. He was surrounded by his lover’s heady and masculine scent, it turned him on so badly he couldn’t wait any longer to be inside of his husband. He ran his hands up and down Tucker’s legs then grabbed the back of his knees, widening them. Pulling his mouth completely off Tucker’s cock, he licked his balls as his lips traveled down his perineum spearing his tongue between his butt cheeks.
Oh fuck, he tastes as good as he smells, fucking intoxicating.
Never being with a man, he found everything about Tucker turned him on as it kept him off-kilter. Hardening his tongue, he pushed the tip inside Tucker's hole, getting his first real taste of his man. That wasn’t enough, and he needed to taste more.
“Roll over,” he ordered and without arguing Tucker followed.
He groaned running his fingers up and down Tucker’s masculine legs up to his ass, grabbing and massaging and separating his meaty globes. Burying his face between Tucker’s butt cheeks, he flattened his tongue licking from his hole to his crevice.
He did it a few times feeling the tension in his lover’s body melt under his touch. Tucker groaned as he reached back and grabbed the back of his head fucking his tongue. He wanted Tucker to be putty in his hands when he finally entered him. He wanted to be as gentle with his husband the way Tucker was with him the first night they were together.
