Page 77 of Convenient Rivals

“Why are you laughing?” asked Oscar with a smile.

“The first time we have sex as husbands is over my desk. It’s just very... us!”

Oscar laughed as well, then pulled his cheeks apart, showing that glorious hole. Gregory dropped to his knees and dove in, the immediate scent of the man he loved triggering all his senses. His body tingled all over with desire and the primal need to stake his claim on his husband. There was a thud on the floor, and he looked down to see the bottle of lube Gregory kept in his desk drawer. Okay, they might have actually already fucked in here, which had resulted in a disapproving big-brother glare from Langdon and a comment about traumatising one of the apprentice contractors who got an accidental earful.

Gregory drove his tongue into Oscar’s hole, opening him up. He could do this for hours, but his cock ached to be inside his tight heat, and they needed to get back to their guests. He chuckled again.

“Do you think they know what we’re doing?” he asked.

“As long as my mother doesn’t realise, I don’t care.”

Gregory stood up, laughing as he lubed up two fingers. Oscar winced at the cold, but they were on the clock here, so Gregory pressed both in together and worked him open for a few seconds.

“That’s enough. Get in me.”

Gregory refused to start married life not giving his husband what he wanted. He slathered up his cock and put his head against Oscar’s hole. He pressed slightly, but not enough to enter him.

“Gregory, don’t you dare think about edging me today.”

He pushed the tip in this time and pulled back out, and Oscar gave a groan of frustration. Gregory pushed in again, giving a bit more each time. It took all his self-restraint not to just drive into Oscar, but this was going to be a quick and dirty fuck, and he didn’t want to hurt him. As Gregory went deeper each time, he could feel Oscar opening up more for him, and watching his hole close back up every time he pulled out was a breathtaking sight.

Oscar was whimpering now, but Gregory carried on teasing him open. Getting him ready.

“I’m just going to get myself off if you don’t get on with it,” he growled.

“Stop trying to top from the bottom.”

“If you loved me, you’d just get on with it and fuck me.”

“Nice try.”

“Please Mr Montgomery, will you fuck me?”

Gregory snorted, but loved the sound of Mr Montgomery. It was a no-brainer that he’d take Oscar’s name. Knowing he’d tormented his husband enough, he pushed right in until his balls rested against Oscar’s arse. He was fully seated, but still pushed further. He wanted to get as deep as possible. Oscar was so tight, and perfect for Gregory’s cock. He pulled all the way out, which got a whiny moan from Oscar, but he didn’t get a chance to say anything as Gregory drove back in.

He made quick, shallow thrusts, looking down and watching his cock disappear inside Oscar. There was nothing he loved to watch more. The noises coming from his husband were filth, and he’d be surprised if people couldn’t hear them, but he didn’t care. He loved this man, and he couldn’t believe he’d get to do this with him every day for the rest of their lives.

“I’m close,” groaned Oscar after a few minutes of Gregory keeping up a relentless pace. Oscar loved being drilled, and Gregory loved nothing more than making his husband happy.

“Come for me,” he commanded, snapping his hips harder.

He’d been holding back from the moment he first put the tip of his cock inside Oscar. Gregory thrust in harder and could feel Oscar’s hand jerking as he brought himself to the finish line. Oscar let out a groan as his muscles tightened around Gregory, which was enough for him to crash over the edge with him.

His orgasm seemed to go on for an age, as his cock pulsed and he emptied his balls inside Oscar. He slowed down his hips. Oscar’s back was sodden with sweat, and Gregory was dripping as well. People were going to know what they’d done, and the thought was oddly titillating.

“Stay there,” he said, pulling out.

Gregory went over to his desk drawers, this time going to the bottom one. He pulled out a plug and showed it to Oscar.

“I want you to walk around for the rest of the day with my come inside you, so you're nice and loose for me to fuck again when we get to the hotel.”

Oscar grinned, nodding his head. Gregory made quick work of lubing the plug up. His come was already trickling out of Oscar’s hole, so he used his fingers to push it back in before putting the plug in place. He then cleaned Oscar up, as well as the come that was on his desk. They looked at each other, both completely dishevelled in their wedding suits, and started laughing. There was no question they were going to have to change.

It had been over an hour of doing the rounds since they’d fucked, and Gregory was missing his husband. He’d heard that the one person you saw least of on your wedding day was your partner, but he’d thought it was a joke. He kept glancing over at him, chatting to his people; Daniel had become a close friend in a quick space of time, and Abby was hilarious. Gregory liked her a lot. He noticed Josh sitting to one side, his gaze fixed on Daniel. That was a minefield he was happy not to navigate, he just hoped the situation would be resolved soon. Oscar hadn’t started looking for a replacement for Josh, as he was adamant he wouldn’t leave. His husband could be a stubborn man when he wanted to be. His husband. He smiled at the thought.

“What are you grinning at?” asked Langdon.

“I have a husband.”

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