Without a word spoken, Gage stepped forward, pushing against Travis’s hand, tightening his grip.When his back met the tile, Travis continued to watch him, waiting.The instant Gage went to his knees, Travis’s control snapped.He grabbed two fistfuls of Gage’s hair, staring down at him as his husband took his cock between his lips.
“Fuck yes,” he whispered, loving that Gage knew what to do to soothe and torment in equal measure.“That’s it, baby.Suck my dick.”He grunted, pleasure surging in his blood.“Oh, sweet Jesus.Fuck that feels good.”
Gage stared up at him as he took Travis to the root.Somehow, the eye contact made it hotter.Sparks of sensation danced at the base of Travis’s spine as the pleasure took hold.
“You look good like that,” Travis crooned.“On your knees.My dick in your mouth.”
He inhaled sharply when Gage’s hands cupped the back of his thighs, gripping firmly, kneading the muscles.His touch did that to him.Grounded him in the moment, kept him there.
The pleasure increased as the minutes ticked by.Travis let it build, pushing him closer and closer to the edge.When he was riding that fine line between pleasure and bliss, he tightened his hold on Gage’s hair, stopping him.Fisting his cock with his other hand, Travis held off his release with sheer force of will.
“I’m gonna fuck your mouth.Hard,” he warned.
Gage’s eyes glittered hotly.
“Then I’m gonna come down your throat.”He canted his head, studying Gage’s face.“When I’m done, I’m gonna wash and you’re gonna sit on that bench and jack off for me.”
Gage’s lips parted, his eyes rolling back.
Travis took the opportunity to shove his dick back into his husband’s mouth.He did as he promised, holding Gage by the hair, he drove into his mouth, fucking his throat.He was rough, but he couldn’t help it.He’d spent most of his adult life living with the frayed edges of his control.Somehow Gage managed to push him past that.Always had.And even now, after nearly nine years of marriage, he still did.
He didn’t hold back, grunting and groaning as he sought the release that would reset him for a little while.
“Suck,” he bit out.“Oh, yeah.Take me deep.”He drove into Gage’s throat and groaned.“Just … like … fuck yes.Take it all.”
A rumble started in his chest and rattled its way up his throat, the sound rough as it echoed off the tile when he came down Gage’s throat, his spine tingling from the electric current that arced through his body.
When he was spent, he helped Gage to his feet and kissed him.He gentled his touch, soaking up everything Gage offered.
“I love you.”
“Yes, you do,” Gage whispered, chuckling.
“Careful, baby.”
“Or what?’
“Or I’ll make you jack off until my dick’s hard again.Then I’ll bend you over and fuck you until neither of us can walk.”
Gage’s mouth turned up at the corner.“Promise.”
With a groan, he kissed Gage.He felt reasonably better as he always did when he lost himself in the man he loved.The anxiety would return at some point—likely within the next hour—but for now, he would accept the reprieve.
Gage walked into the hotel restaurant, leavingTravis in the lobby to take a call.He found Brantley and Reese at a table for four in the far corner, both with coffee in front of them.
“Hey,” he greeted as he pulled out a chair.“Travis is on the phone with Sawyer.About the resort.”
“Problems?”
Gage grinned.“Depends on who you ask.Travis’ll say yes because he doesn’t trust anyone to man the fort.Sawyer’ll say no because he does a damn fine job of fillin’ in for Travis when he needs to.”
A waitress approached, smiling.“Can I get you something to drink?”
“Coffee.”He held up two fingers.“Two, please.”
“Sure.”She glanced between the three of them.“Are you ready to order?”
“Not yet.”Brantley nodded toward the empty seat.“We’re waitin’ for the lone holdout.”
