Page 39 of Don’t Fall For A Bodyguard

“Husband mode, eh?” He teased me, biting his lower lip. “We skipped over the boyfriend part.”

“We did. And do you want to know a secret?”

“Always.”

“I love that you’re my husband,” I admitted. “Saying that turns me the fuck on.”

“Lennie.”

I tilted my hips, offering proof. “Yes, Angel?”

Payton kissed me languidly, and soon we were making out, lost in each other, lost in our pleasure.

“Are you asking me to be your one and only?” Payton whispered against my lips.

“Do you, Payton, take me, Lennie, to be your awfully wedded husband?”

Payton laughed out loud in response and the sight of his gorgeous smile, aimed at me, had me fucking giddy. His happiness was mine.

“I think you mean lawfully,” he quipped. “And, since wearemarried, and you’re my husband, I have to ask, does this mean no flirting with anyone else, ever?”

His expression was guarded, but I knew Payton. And as possessive as I felt about him, I wasn’t going to stifle him in any way.

“Angel, I don’t want you to be anything but yourself. You can tease and flirt with anyone you want, all you want, as long as that’s as far as it goes. No one else gets to touch you.”

Payton didn’t reply. He slid his hands up my chest, higher, until he cupped my face. Then he leaned in and devoured me.

“Show me I belong to you,” he whispered. “Fuck me.”

I groaned loudly as my dick grew to a raging hard-on. “Lube? Condom?”

Payton leaned over and yanked on the drawer of his nightstand.

“Lube. But no condoms.”

“You don’t have any, or you don’t want to use one?”

Payton grabbed the tube of lube and flipped to his back. Then he slicked up his hands and started without me.

“I want your cum,” he teased me, letting out a filthy moan when he slid his finger into his ass. “Does that answer your question?”

I was so caught up watching him finger fuck himself that I forgot what we were talking about.

Until Payton slid his other hand over my dick and stroked me off. It was good, but fuck, yes, I wanted to come in his ass. Only, if he kept touching me this way, I’d be coming before I got the chance to do just that.

I removed his wicked hand and placed it on my hip, and then I grabbed the lube and poured a generous amount over my fingers.

“My turn, Angel.”

Payton started jerking himself off, and I slid one finger in his ass, then two. A dark flush stained his cheekbones and fuck, he was so beautiful and all mine. He licked his swollen lips and thinking about how they looked when they were wrapped around my dick, then covered in my cum, had my balls drawing up tight.

I pushed my fingers in deeper, then crooked them.

“That’s it, Len. Don’t stop,” he groaned. “Please.”

I fucked into him with steady strokes, watching him come undone. He was so sexy like this, his blond curls messy, his long, lean form splayed out on the sheets. Payton deserved to be worshiped, and that was exactly what I was going to do.

I leaned down, unable to resist, and licked the rim of his asshole.

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