“I love you, too, baby,” Brantley replied, his hand moving so he could twine their fingers.“And I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize.”
Brantley pressed another kiss to his shoulder.“You’ve got my mark on you.”
“I’m sure I do.”He would wear it proudly.
“What do you say we take a shower, then get some sleep.Maybe you’ll wake me up for another round before we start the day.”
“I think I can manage that,” he said with a smile.
Six hours later, Reese was buried deep inside Brantley, staring down into his face as he fucked him.Slow, deep.It was the perfect start to any day.
“Good?”he asked, holding Brantley’s stare in the mostly dark room.
Brantley nodded, not looking away.
Reese continued to rock his hips, pushing in deep, sliding out slowly.The friction on his cock was incredible, the tight clasp of Brantley’s body perfection.He wouldn’t complain if he remained just like this for the rest of his days.
Except that wasn’t possible, so he continued driving them both higher until the plummet back down was inevitable.
“Come for me, Brantley,” he whispered, his eyes shifting to where Brantley was stroking his cock.
“So close,” he groaned.
Reese slammed his hips forward.
Brantley grunted.“Yes.”
He did it again.
“Fuck, yes.”
Again.
Brantley’s jaw flexed as he gritted his teeth, his head tipping back.Reese continued to impale him, driving him right to the edge.He fought to hold on until…
“Reese!”
Brantley’s orgasm triggered his, his hips slamming home one final time as he came with a rush that stole his breath.
He had no idea what the day had in store for them, but he knew for certain that nothing would be as good as that.
