Page 172 of Season of Gifts

“Drop her underwear.”His fingers rebelled at the idea, scrunching the silk deeper into his palm.He’d go cross-eyed trying to keep focus on the cock thrillingly close to his mouth.But safety stuff was the promise that let him have what his deepest self wanted: to belong so fully that he became a passenger on Henry’s ride, with no control over any of it, and to magically still realize his every desire because Henry understood all of him.That was the work of love.“I won’t forget.You can trust me.”

Henry planted his hand beside Jay’s head and folded over him, bringing his mouth to Jay’s ear.“I know.”His baritone rumble shivered through muscle after muscle, down to Jay’s toes.“You have my full confidence.You are an exceptional husband, Jay, and a stunning submissive.And I…” Henry claimed him with a bruising kiss, pressing Jay into the mattress, his legs pinning Jay’s sides.The tangy-sweet taste of Alice clung to him.“I intend to plunder your mouth and fuck you senseless.”

Yes, yes, exactly that, please please please.Jay floated above himself, spinning in circles, his heart pedaling as frantically as a first-timer trying to find the right gear on a hill.

“I love the sounds he makes.”Alice poured out the syrupy alto she saved for the bedroom, lush and low and satisfied.“Those whimpers are pure want.It’s intoxicating.”

“A heady perfume indeed.”Henry dragged his cheek alongside Jay’s, inhaling as he went, rolling his shoulders up and back until he sat upright again.“Jay is a feast for the senses.”

“Are you going to give him what he’s begging for?”Alice was good people.She had his back.

“In my own time.”Splaying his hand across Jay’s throat, Henry stroked the collar hard enough to add rolling pressure.“He is, after all, entirely mine to do with as I please.”

Jay arched into the hold.Tipping his head back left his neck exposed.His pulse throbbed.

Henry traced the column of Jay’s throat with tapping fingers, all the way up to the base of his chin.Caressing his way down, two slides forward, one slide back, he hummed lightly, teasingly.“Yes, you’ll feel me here soon enough.”

Never soon enough when his mouth ached for the weight of Henry’s cock, for the thickness and heat of him swelling against Jay’s tongue.

Bracing on the headboard, Henry knee-walked forward.The bed rolled and dipped, tilting Jay side to side.When it steadied, Henry knelt with his thighs surrounding Jay’s face and his calves flexing atop Jay’s arms.Gripping his cock, he rested the tip against Jay’s chin.

So close.Henry’s legs funneled Jay’s view right up the middle, along the length partly hidden by Henry’s fist, to the brown hair trailing away and the even, measured rise and fall of Henry’s stomach with every breath.Deep, rhythmic breaths, hypnotic as the thrusts sure to follow.Jay’s mouth fell open.

Henry lightly smacked Jay’s bottom lip with the head of his cock.“Not yet.We’ll get to that.”Eyes flashing, he pushed Jay’s jaw shut with his index finger, slick with arousal.“I must confess”—Henry glanced aside, but Jay could no longer turn his head, and straining his eyes gave him only the fuzzy outline of Alice above the vee of Henry’s thighs—“his eagerness is one of his most delightful qualities.Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Mm-hmm.”Alice’s sigh could’ve been a cat’s purr.“Eagerness and obedience.He’s so very good when faced with massive”—Alice clicked her tongue—“temptation.”

Laughing gently, Henry rubbed his cockhead across Jay’s mouth agonizingly slowly, wetting Jay’s lips.All he had to do was slip his tongue out to taste.The thick scent of Henry’s arousal filled his nose.Every muscle in his body twitched for him to open and swallow.His cock swayed like a flagpole in high winds, out of his sight but fueled by his out-of-control heartbeat.He pressed his tongue hard against the roof of his mouth.Henry would tell him when to open his mouth.Henry would tell him when to taste.

“Yes, yes he is.”Back and forth, sliding easier with each pass, Henry teased Jay with the head of his cock, resting the crown in the seam of his lips.“Magnificent, really.Such hunger and devotion.His eyes alone incline me to reward him again”—Henry raised his cock and bumped the tip against the center of Jay’s mouth—“and again”—bump—“and again.”

Jay resisted the bait, though his breath gusted through his nose and his heels dug into the mattress.

Henry resettled his hips, rocking his weight across Jay’s chest and arms, pinning him down in short bursts.Green eyes gleaming, he captured Jay’s gaze and bent closer.“Lick.”

His tongue was swirling around Henry’s cock before thekhit the floor.Wide, flat, and fluttering.Pointed and flicking.Stealing the salty-sweet taste from the tip.

Henry held his gaze, hissing his pleasure in lengthy inhales and broad exhales.“I do so enjoy tormenting myself.His perfection raises quite a dilemma.”

“Does it?”Alice’s voice had gone breathy too.

“Shall I go slowly, and experience all the pleasure I may withstand from this sweet service?”Henry lifted his cock clear of Jay with a growl.“Open for me.”Pressing forward, Henry slid his cock down Jay’s tongue as Jay rounded his mouth to take him in.“Or plunge ever onward and satisfy the thrumming drive to fill him to overflowing and mark him as my own?”

Henry thrust, and Jay hungrily sucked him in.Hard pulls had him practically leaving his body, floating and bobbing on Henry’s ocean.Henry drew free with a suction-pop, his cock shiny with Jay’s effort right to the edge of his knuckles.

Alice let out a soft moan.“You’re right, that is a dilemma.He’s a keeper, this one.”

With a quiet hum of agreement, Henry curved his lips in the gentle smile that saidwell done.He brushed his thumb against Jay’s cheek with his free hand and swept Jay’s hair back.“I’ve known that for more than five years.”The fingers tightened in his hair.“I will keep him with me always.”

Henry’s low, commanding tone made it a vow.

A wave poured through him, sweeping away tense muscles, giving a cushion to the urgent need to come.He could rest easy, in safe hands, in the love of the two people who’d sworn to accept and value his service.

A steady push sent Henry through Jay’s lips again.Slow thrusts tested his openness, danced at the borders of his cheeks, teased the back of his throat.Jay closed his lips around every pullback, slipping his tongue around the crown and over the head to inspire a return visit.

His own need faded into background, his pulsing cock less important than the fullness of Henry in his mouth.Henry’s face gave cues, tiny twitches signaling when to shift his tongue, when to pull harder or longer.Two bodies but one mind, rolling along in tandem.

“He’s beautiful.”Alice trailed her fingers up his arm on a meandering path.“Lean and strong and utterly focused on pleasing you.”

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